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The moment you borrow another’s flame to light your path, you’ve already dimmed your own.
That was the hardest part of losing someone. You longed to hear them again, knowing that you wouldn’t.
Fuck soft girl era. He put me in my secure girl era. A place where I felt safe, seen, and secured.
“You said my best friend is a dumb fucking bitch?” Menace questioned me.
Baby Bop is pregnant, too, right?” Me and Corleon both looked at Menace as he stared between us, confused, with a serious expression on his face. “Her name is fucking Blair, Menace!” I couldn’t help but to laugh because he never seemed phased whenever Corleon constantly corrected his ass. “I know how pregnant women can get.” “Very hormonal… they need a lot of support and low stress.” He screwed his face up. “You said you wanna fuck the stress out my wife?”
Zoya was the friend that you never had to worry about because she always had it together. In my opinion, those were the friends that you needed to worry about the most.
“I’ll do anything for you, Quasim,” she whispered as her voice trembled, not with fear, but with conviction. “My love has no bounds when it comes to you.”
Pain had to occur so you could see how good things could get, and so you could appreciate them.
