β β β π’βll leave that kind of thing to fate. π¨bsessing over something thatβs destined to be π΄π π΄π out of oneβs reach is just a ππ°πππ΄ of ππΈπΌπ΄.
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π want to know every version of you: the beautiful one, the cruel one, the frightened one, the one you hide from everyone else. I want all of you, not merely the parts that are easy to adore.
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