Tired Girls | fin.

warmth | prologue

she was cold.

pulling her jacket closer to her body, tasting the warmth she had left.

he was watching her shiver in the darkness, begrudgingly treading through the snow, returning to what she called a life.

she entered the huge house that was centered in the middle of the normally busy but yet presently inhabited boulevard.

she knew someone was watching her.

he knows that she knew.

but she didn't say or do anything because she was tired.

but not ever of him alone.

and he didn't say anything,

because he was lost finding his way through her fake sunshine.

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aloha. 🌺

i have recently been reading books like these, and found myself crying.

the books i have read are amazing. they speak for people, to tell the story of what others couldn't.

the were revolutionary.

like greyskies-'s Attention Seeker. it was breathaking.

and bllurry 's Spoiled Girls. it brought me to fresh tears.

and many others i have not read, or did not mention.

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the beautiful cover of this book is made by oloberhugs . an amazing graphic artist and person in general.
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A CAMPAIGN BY thepeopleofsociety.

TO LOVE AND CARE FOR THOSE WHO DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW BEAUTIFUL THEY ARE, HOW LOVE WORKS, OR WHY HE PICKED THE OTHER.

THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO YOU.

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