- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛  ᴡɪɴᴅʙʟᴀᴅᴇ! ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

*ೃ༄❛- 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 -❜.ೃ࿐

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

ೄྀ࿐ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 "𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦." ˊˎ-

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩, 𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩. ❞* ˚ ✦

 ཻུ۪۪ . ·˚══════⊹°₊ ☁ ⊹ ══════ ཻུ۪۪ . ·˚

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