March thirteenth

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Dear Diary, 

I am dead.

I wanted to be brave and not be scared, so I pretended to be unaffected by the movie, yeah?

And then here he comes

snuggling his face into my neck to hide

and I died

AND AT THE END OF THE NIGHT HE KISSED MY CHEEK WHEN HE WALKED ME TO MY DOOR.

BOYFRIEND.

MATERIAL.

-Y.J






Hey Y'all!

My friend @PeachiHoby and I are collaborating on a story about these two couples who meet at a breast museum! It's called "Quelle Chance" and it's out now on her account! My chapters will be out soon!

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