Well, I doubt we can be together forever. But isn't that what growing up's all about? What's important isn't how often we see each other, but how often we think about each other. Right?

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀✱⠀﹒﹒⠀ʼ⠀⋆“⠀〈 ⠀⠀# 𝔀𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 ⠀⠀⠀〉⠀⠀‘ not⠀⠀⠀just⠀⠀⠀𝙡͟𝙞͟𝙜͟𝙝͟𝙩͟ ͟⠀͟⠀͟ ⠀⠀,⠀⠀ ’ ⠀ ﹒﹒⠀ʼ ⠀⠀ ╱ ⠀not⠀⠀⠀just⠀⠀⠀ᵈᵃʳᵏⁿᵉˢˢ ⠀⠀- ⠀⠀𝐰𝐞 ⠀⠀decide ⠀⠀what ⠀⠀we ⠀⠀are⠀⠀⠀⠀﹒﹒⠀⠀⠀ʼ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀༘⋆ ”⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

instead of welcoming the light， i became anxious by it... because i wanted to be kept hidden in the darkness that rendered me invisible. because i couldn't bear the thought of being seen.

lovely—eyed. death—touched.

ㅤ rage , rage against the dying of the light

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