Do you remember who you were, 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞? 'Cause 𝐈 do.

The 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲. Sometimes loud. Sometimes unbearable. Silence held secrets. Right now. Silence felt... Cold. Heavy-Too heavy. It held a sign. A sign of 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.

"𝐈 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧" (Part 1)

"𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲" "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 ..."

"I aint think this love shit was real till I met you, this shit was unintentional" TOXIC BEWAREEEEEE! Feb 2022-Nov 2023

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 © 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥， 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽． (𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽）