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ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ my ᅠlife ᅠ was ᅠ a ᅠ constant ᅠ & ᅠ endless ᅠ 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. ᅠ it ᅠ would ᅠ 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 ᅠ be ᅠ midnight ᅠ for ᅠ me. ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ forks, wa.
Joined March 2025
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if there were anything beyond 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 to me, it would be the reflection of the sun on your skin, like 𝑔𝑜𝓁𝒹 dissolving in the dawn. but 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 the night & the night does not touch the day without 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 it.
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he stood motionless for hours, his eyes fixed on the darkness beyond the window, until time lost its meaning. the absurdity of feeling fragile in front of someone as fragile as bella swan. when his brothers returned from school, edward already felt the weight of the +
the drive home was quiet , but her thoughts were loud . who was the strange man who hated her , and why did he flood her thoughts so much ? a frown was plastered on the swan girl’s lips , a soft sigh escaping the human’s body as she pulled into her home — her father’s (+)
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edward remained still, hidden in the shadows, until his eyes lifted to the lighted window. there she was. so close and yet so unreachable as the roar of a baseball game flooded the first floor. charlie, he thought. he shouldn't be here. edward tried to focus on the rational +
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part of his mind that screamed at him to leave, to sever this invisible bond once and for all. but his feet remained rooted in the sodden soil.
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'i should leave.' the thought repeated itself, sharp, logical. far from her, far from the risk but logic was fragile before the brute force of what he felt. the more he fought, the more he realized: it wasn't just thirst, not just blood. it was something bigger, +
for the rest of the day , she couldn’t help but have her thoughts wander off to the infamous cullen . when she had mentioned his strange behaviour to angela and jessica , jessica was quick to comment on how it was obvious he would have ignored her . for he had even rejected (+)
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soon after, the rain began to fall again, slowly at first, then heavier, drumming against the windowpane. he closed his eyes and allowed himself to sink into the sound. the rain was the only thing capable of drowning out her scent, which still seemed lingering in his throat, +
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the only barrier between him and the torment.
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i need you to see me for what i have become.
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her scent still clung to his throat, like liquid fire. the sound of her voice still pierced his skull, so clear it felt like a call impossible to ignore. he hated himself for it. for every moment rationality was ripped from his grasp, for every fissure she opened in his +
the closer she got to the cullen boy , the faster her heart rate went . it was a feeling that was much more intense than her usual state of being nervous or anxious . edward cullen made everything feel more intense . his behaviour with her was completely different than his (+)
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centuries-old discipline. the car hurtled through the streets too fast, but the speed brought no relief. It was just movement, a disguise for the truth: bella swan was reducing him to something fallible. as the road stretched out before him, edward realized with brutal clarity +
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how close he was to losing everything he thought he controlled.
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