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⠀ 𓄼 𝐰hat’s your 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 🌼 .ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ
𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 that won’t let you 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏,
⠀ 🅣🅗🅐🅣’🅢 🅐🅛🅛 🅜🅔, 🅑🅞🅨
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The revelation is a bit late now, but maybe it’ll save other girls from a bunch of shitty consideration. Aren’t you tired of just moping about and being pathetic about it? So what if you feel sorry for it all now? Doesn’t really change anything.
Does it feel good? Being on the receiving end. I mean, I could really follow in your footsteps and tell you that i didn’t mean anything special and ask to stay friends.
approaching with no caution and instead plopping down with newfound gossip.
“ vivi told me she was going to lose her virginity. any chance it’s a set up with Luka to get us to break up? ”
each question he asked had crossed her mind a million times before. the day, night, week after she had hit him for his mistreatment of her heart were all filled with questions of why. why him? why did she linger? why was she even attached? Adelaide had self respect. she knew
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when I’ve already spelled it out. I don’t have the time or energy to spend on this anymore, so .. let’s just leave it here and go our own ways. you’re just too far from what I need emotionally, so I can’t wait for you to catch up. nothing else matters now, ” Adelaide
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is it so unbearable? is having feelings for a womanizing and inconsiderate man who can’t even hope to meet your expectations of the bare minimum unbearable? is dating their best friend as a placeholder because of a stubbornness not to admit to holding feelings unbearable?
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it’s all unbearable. these feelings have thrown a wrench into her plans. she was supposed to meet someone respectable that her dads would like in her thirties. here she is crying over some man who can’t even realize how his uncertainty hurts her. fingertips touch the tears
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he’s avoided her eyes. it’s the initial impression that only leads to his roundabout and dismissive answer. she has to brush her hair away from her eyes, looking to the side. if she had only felt mad then she would’ve known that she’d have more regret than anyrhing.
now she
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“ what feelings? ”
a loaded question. if he can regard difference between his feelings, adelaide wonders if he can put a name. she looks torn, half eagerly expectant and half empty disappointment, when she forces her eyes to his face.
it had to be closure. that’s all it was.



















