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he collapsed, but he didn’t die

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.⋆♱⃓ 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ༺ ♱ ༻⋆.𖥔 ݁ ˖

𝔧𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔞 - 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝖻𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗏𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗌𝗍 , 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗉 , 𝗌𝗁𝖾 / 𝗁𝖾𝗋

⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆

𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋; 𝗂𝗐𝗍𝗏 , 𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗅 𝖼𝖺𝗂𝗇 , 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 , 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 , 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌 , 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗌 , 𝗌𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗇𝖾.

𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌 ༒︎ 𝗍𝗂𝗄𝗍𝗈𝗄 ༒︎ 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖻𝗈𝗑𝖽

𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔣𝔬.

𝗂 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾. 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖼 , 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 , 𝗂𝗐𝗍𝗏 , 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗏𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗌

𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 !

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i’m going to bed, wake me up when it’s cold outside

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ethel cain graphic design featuring nettles lyrics done by me ♡

the photography i used for this is by @ kirbygladstein and @ enochchuangphoto on instagram !

@tankhall

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𝖲𝗈𝗅𝗒𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖨𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖠𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗒𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗌 ❤︎ ⁠♱

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♱⃓ 𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍 ♱⃓

ℜ𝔲𝔟𝔶 𝔇𝔢 𝔏𝔞 ℭ𝔯𝔲𝔷 + 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔯𝔞 𝔗𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔢𝔰

𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍.

“… “𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗍.”

“𝖨’𝗆 𝖱𝗎𝖻𝗒 𝖣𝖾 𝖫𝖺 𝖢𝗋𝗎𝗓’𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗍?”

“𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍?” 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗉𝖾.

“𝖭𝗈, 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖨 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍, 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝗈.”

“𝖣𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖨 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎?” 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗈𝖿 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝖺’𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋.

“𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍?” 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖱𝗎𝖻𝗒’𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇. “𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍.”

𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝖺’𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌.

𝖠 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗅.

“𝖣𝗈 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻 𝗒𝗈𝗎?”

“𝖮𝗁, 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁. 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗍.”’

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⊱༺༒︎༻⊰ 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗑 𝖺𝗌 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗐𝗌. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋, 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗑, 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇.

“𝖥𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖥𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽.”

𝔄𝔠𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢: 𝔄𝔫 𝔄𝔠𝔱 𝔬𝔣 ℭ𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

𝖨𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖲𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇,

𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖲𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗀𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖺,

1915, 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍.

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾’𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋,

“𝖱𝗎𝖻𝗒 𝖣𝖾 𝖫𝖺 𝖢𝗋𝗎𝗓?”

“𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖺 𝖲𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗍?”

𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗋𝖼𝗁. 𝖨𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖲𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼?

𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗍𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗍𝗌,

𝖠𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖱𝗎𝖻𝗒 𝖣𝖾 𝖫𝖺 𝖢𝗋𝗎𝗓’𝗌, ‘𝖢𝗋𝖾𝗉ú𝗌𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗈.’ -𝖳𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖲𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖤𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. -

“𝖶𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗎𝗍, 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒? 𝖦𝗈𝖽, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖨 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝖨 ‘𝗆 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗂𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖼h𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌. 𝖬𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖨'𝗆 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝖨'𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖾𝗎𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾.”

𝖠𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖱𝗎𝖻𝗒 𝖣𝖾 𝖫𝖺 𝖢𝗋𝗎𝗓’𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖺 -𝖤𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗌𝖾-

“𝖠 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅. 𝖲𝗈 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁. 𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖨 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗉 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍, 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅'𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗇.

𝖥𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗆𝖾, 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽. 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗄𝗇𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖣𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇.”