🚉Icy Blueberries The berries are succulentShe went back to the window, draining her whisky, her stare locked on the metropolis—a place that dreaded her, a place in her debt, a place that could never grasp the suffering that had shaped her into who she had become.
🤫The cat is dozing off on the bed—meanwhile, love is a commitment to mend our fractured emotional ties, choosing to stay and work through conflicts and challenges rather than walking away at the very first sign of discord.