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Hate - Draco Malfoy (smut)

Oh boy, this is filthy, like really fucking filthy. I don’t know what came over me, but I hope you’ll love this just as much as I do. Please like and reblog if you enjoyed reading this! Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: pwp, pure hate fuck

Warnings: 18+, smut unprotected piv, oral (m), degrading, hate fuck

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x fem!reader (about 1.2k words)

“You fucking bitch, you just had to ruin it for me, didn’t you?” Draco had her pressed against the wall, eyes trying to burn holes through her skin. His rings left marks on her throat, keeping her in place, with no way to escape. She was heavily panting, snarling at the man.

“You deserved it, you’re nothing more than an insecure piece of-” the rest of her sentence was left unspoken as Draco crashed his lips against hers, kissing her with an all too familiar hunger spurring him on. Both were heavily breathing, clinging to one another, letting their anger, their hatred for one another guide them.

“I’d be careful if I were you, (y/n), I have no problem with making you pay right here in the hallway. But it’d be a shame if somebody would see you with those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, kneeling for me, wouldn’t it? We don’t want to ruin your reputation.” His voice had a dangerous undertone to it, dripping with something that left her thighs clenching and her walls fluttering around nothing. Draco held a special kind of magic over her, nothing they had learned about in the past years, more darker and sinister than ever allowed. Both hated one another deep down to the core, spitting and growling words towards one another whenever they could, and yet neither of them could stay away from the other.

“You’re all talk and no bite, Malfoy, nothing more than daddy’s little boy.” A deep growl left Draco, pulling (y/n) away from the wall to push her into the nearest empty classroom, locking it before anybody could follow them. Their lips fought for victory, tongues tangled as (y/n) was pushed against the nearest desk, hissing in pain. His ring clad fingers pulled her skirt up to her waist, forcing her to hiss as the cold air teased her soaked panties.

“I will fuck your bratty attitude right out of you, just like a slut like you deserves to be treated.” A whimper left (y/n) as his hand met her behind, set on leaving his marks on her. “But first, I’ll fuck that mouth of yours, make you forget all your empty threats.”

(Y/n) dropped to her knees without protesting, parting her lips like she had done numerous times before. She watched him free his hardening cock, pushing his precum bearded tip past her lips, letting her taste him. His taste stuck to her tongue, forcing moans out of the both of them as she traced his veins with her skilled tongue, burning words, confessions into his skin.

“Fuck, it’d be so much easier if you’d always listen to me, giving your body to me like my own toy, mine to use how I like.” Heavy pants left Draco as he stared down on her, watching her bob her head, begging him to hold onto her. His fingers tugged on her hair, guiding her for a few more seconds before he pulled her away. “Against the desk, I want to feel that tight, perfect cunt of yours.”

She was pulled to her feet, bent over the desk without another warning, leaving her gasping as the edge of the desk collided with her hips, sure to leave marks. It was an inferno that guided them, a fire so vicious that all those surrounding them would burn to death, but not them, never the two of them, deeply connected, no matter if they liked it or not.

“Please, Draco, fuck me, need you inside of me.” His hand came in contact with her behind again, forcing her to shut up, quiet for the growling man who couldn’t hold back, spitting into his palm to lube himself up, saliva mixed with hers. He didn’t hold back as he pushed into her, didn’t give her any warning, hand placed on the back of her head to press her face against the desk. Curses left the both of them, heavily breathing as he fucked her against the desk, leaving her arousal dripping down her thighs.

The sound of his cock disappearing inside her tightness filled the room, paired with their moans and groans, a mixture so intimate no one would guess that the both were fuelled by their hatred. They were trembling in anger, filled with something that could leave one burning with the first, careful touch.

“It’s a shame you’re such a bitch, otherwise I’d do nothing else but fuck you every single day.” His words left her walls clenching, unable to bite down the pictures now filling her mind, wondering how it must feel to stick to his side day in, night out. (Y/n) had her eyes squeezed shut, letting go of heavy breaths as she clung to the edge of the table, trying to claw her fingernails into the wood.

“Let me cum, please.” Draco didn’t reply, all he did was hum as he dug his fingertips into her hips, holding onto her. His pace grew faster, rougher, set on making her cum on his cock before he’d give in. (Y/n)‘s moans grew higher, letting go with his name rolling off her tongue like a spell she knew by heart.

Her orgasm rocked through her with an almost unfamiliar intensity, leaving her trembling and aching, unable to support herself much longer. Draco pulled out of her, forcing her back down on her aching knees so he could fuck her mouth, set on filling her cheeks with his cum. Tears dripped down her cheeks, clinging to her skin like a veil.

“You’ll be a good girl for me and swallow, won’t you?” (Y/n) tried to nod her head, humming around his cock as a simple reply to the question that left her trembling. She loved hearing his moans - even though she’d never tell him that - loved to watch him fall apart, all because of her. Draco fucked her mouth, forcing his cock deep down her throat, leaving her gagging for him.

“God, fuck.” His eyes rolled back into his head, head thrown back as he came down her throat, pumping her cheeks full with his release. She swallowed every drop just like he had asked her to, clean tongue exposed to his piercing eyes as he pulled away, tugging his cock back into his trousers.

“Look at you, you’re so pathetic. Kneeling for the guy you claim to hate, but we both know you don’t hate me, you love me, you love the idea of being owned by me. Just as much as I love owning you.”

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𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔. 𝑰, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 "𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔" 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒗𝒂𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒕. 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 "𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈". 𝑾𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆). 𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑨 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 "𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅" 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒖𝒓 "𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈" 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅. 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒅.

-𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖳𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗒, 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗌

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒲𝑒𝒾𝓇𝒹𝑜

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔, 𝒄𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒛𝒛𝒍𝒆𝒔. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆, 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 "𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆" 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔, 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒐𝒖𝒓 "𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑" 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚, 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒖𝒃𝒊𝒌'𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒎, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒏.

-𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖳𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗒, 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗌

Love letters for calm endings.

;ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀᴅᴅʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ɪ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴇᴅ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.

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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆, 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑴𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒘 5𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊��𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐. 𝑾𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍, 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉.

-𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖳𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗒, 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗌

ugh! I have exams again tomorrow and it is all about science. Biology and Chemistry for stark's sake!!!! wish me luck to whoever reads this. wuhoooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I literally have exams for 5 subjects tomorrow and I haven't even studied completely for one subject. At this point it just feels like it's more convenient to die than take the exam tomorrow. like puh-lease it's 11 in the evening and I have an exam for 7am tomorrow, so wish me luck and design my funeral aesthetically.

I literally have exams for 5 subjects tomorrow and I haven't even studied completely for one subject. At this point it just feels like it's more convenient to die than take the exam tomorrow. like puh-lease it's 11 in the evening and I have an exam for 7am tomorrow, so wish me luck and design my funeral aesthetically.

This Barbie is me...

This Barbie is me...

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