blackplanet
[ π·π·:π·π·α΄α΄ ] α΄
α΄α΄α΄α΄Κα΄Κ πΈπ», πΈπΆπΈπΌ
I need you. πou'll π£ππ«ππ§ understand how much I π£πππ you. I don't just want you. I fucking π£πππ you.
[ π·π·:π·πΈα΄α΄ ] α΄
α΄α΄α΄α΄Κα΄Κ πΈπ», πΈπΆπΈπΌ
This is so wrong. We πππ£'π© keep doing this. I πππ£'π© keep doing this. Please just stop. I don't want to hurt you or him.
[ π·π·:π·πΈα΄α΄ ] α΄
α΄α΄α΄α΄Κα΄Κ πΈπ», πΈπΆπΈπΌ
Fuck that nigga.
[ π·π·:π·πΈα΄α΄ ] α΄
α΄α΄α΄α΄Κα΄Κ πΈπ», πΈπΆπΈπΌ
Open the door. I'm outside.
Snow poured from the sky. The type of heavy snowfall that blanketed the ground and would harden overnight. He didn't have long before the area would be impossible to navigate. The clock was ticking. Christmas was fleeting. The love she had for him a flicker of light inside of the darkness. It was complex and yes, wrong from a moral standpoint, but her love felt so real to his body that he could feel it searing hot inside of his veins. He π£πππed her more than the air he breathed every single day. Therefore, he set out into the snowstorm with his eyes fixed on the glowing light of her bedroom.