#god damn look at that bae.#thats mine. alllllll mine.#(and. yknowv. his other quads. but mostly mine.)
MM... IT’S BEEN AWHILE SINCE YOU SHOWED ME JUST HOW YOURS I AM. I THINK WE SHOULD ARRANGE A DATE SOON...

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#god damn look at that bae.#thats mine. alllllll mine.#(and. yknowv. his other quads. but mostly mine.)
MM... IT’S BEEN AWHILE SINCE YOU SHOWED ME JUST HOW YOURS I AM. I THINK WE SHOULD ARRANGE A DATE SOON...
The thing about horoscopes, baby B, is that they're undeniably vague. They're phrased in a way that anyone can take any line and gear it towards themselves, 'cause that's the goal — their predictability is based on how much we want to see well, whatever it is we want to see. So when I tore this, [Stella hands the letter she'd been folding and unfolding over to the redhead.] off my wall and took that middle bit as some, celestial sign I had to meet with my dad, I didn't think twice. But Mia didn't know about my dad; hell, I didn't even know about my dad and where'd he'd disappeared off to back then either. I've trying to figure out since then to what - to whom she'd geared this to and I, I think I know. I know now.
M9irail mine, want t9 share that 6ed with me~?