Octaviablakexoc Stories

― 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒕. ❝ she is made of bullets; shrapnel. i am solar flares and soft lips. better creatures could love me - ...

― 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆. ❝ how do you make a monster stop feeling so monstrous? you give her something she can hold in her palms without...

❝ 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙, 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚...

𝙤𝙝 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣