Induced Habits
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"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮" Life had never came easy for Anastasija. From an early age, she knew she'd never understand the fatherly love she watched on TV as a child. Her father blamed her for her mother's untimely death, coping his mourning with his merciless wrath ever since she could walk. Anastasija chased for the kind of love and devotion she had only ever grown up reading. Her heart was aching and yearning for the gentle intimacy and care she'd never had the luxury of witnessing, let alone expirence. She hadn't a clue what to do if it ever happened to her. But as she grew older, the cold world she lived in wasn't as magical as the pages she immersed herself in. Her once intense longing for companionship simmered down to an unattainable fantasy until a pair of steel eyes tugged strings in the heart she once thought would never awaken.
BAD HABITS
'you try to change your ways for the better but you always go back to the worse... to your favorite bad habits' #9 woc 4/22/26 #56 blackreader 1/30/26 #13 aesthetic 4/22/26 ©notnotae
breaking point ; mileven.
my breaking point came, yet somehow you stayed by me through it all. till it all came crashing down for me to fix my unfixable mess, you were still there to whisper to me that it was all okay when it was not. i have gone too far.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Bleed for Me, Darling😈😈😈❤️❤️❤️
He didn't kidnap me to hurt me. He did it to break me. And the worst part? I let him. Now, Make a choice: Run from the monster... Or become one.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮" Life had never came easy for Anastasija. From an early age, she knew she'd never understand the fatherly love she watched on TV as a child. Her father blamed her for her mother's untimely death, coping his mourning with his merciless wrath ever since she could walk. Anastasija chased for the kind of love and devotion she had only ever grown up reading. Her heart was aching and yearning for the gentle intimacy and care she'd never had the luxury of witnessing, let alone expirence. She hadn't a clue what to do if it ever happened to her. But as she grew older, the cold world she lived in wasn't as magical as the pages she immersed herself in. Her once intense longing for companionship simmered down to an unattainable fantasy until a pair of steel eyes tugged strings in the heart she once thought would never awaken.
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