───── ❝ 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 ❞ ─────
↳𝔦 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔢»
ᑉ³
My stories aren't told.
They bleed.
They bloom.
They bruise.
For those who loved too quietly and died too beautifully to be noticed."
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Story by Kenz—siel
warm tea
Ils vivaient ensemble. Pas dramatiquement. Juste l'amour quotidien. Calme, stable, familier.
C'était peut-êt...
