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June 21 - July 10, 2025
Heroes don’t get happy endings. They give them to other people.
not all loves happened at first; some took time to grow like seeds, or they might be like bulbs, dormant until the right season approached.
He was a thousand cuts happening all at once. Devastation made of hair as blue as dark ocean waves, and lips sharp as cracked glass that would delightedly cut her.
Metallic and sweet. Incredibly sweet. She wanted to hate the taste, but it was more like a feeling than a flavor. It was the last perfect moment before a dream ends, drops of sunshine falling like rain, lost wishes that had been found. Evangeline wanted to lick—
He looked like a bad decision some unfortunate person was about to make.
Just love him the same way you live your life—love him without holding back, love him as if every day with him will be more magical than the last, love him as if he’s your destiny and the world will be better if you two are together, and he won’t be able to ever stop loving you.”
Heroes don’t get happy endings.”
Their journey down a flight of creaky steps was brief and ended in darkness that smelled of tears and tulle.
The gowns came in shades of frost white, pearl pink, romantic blue, and fresh cream.
