*holding my head in my hand* my fucked up little babies

Hope ZaneWriting, WIP Wednesday

presented with minimal context: I am really into the thing that is happening here

He knew from the very first instant that it was Rose—the Rose, his Rose—that had pushed him. Of course he had. Winter had let him down. Of course Rose pushed him. He deserved to be punished, didn’t he?

this is maybe a book about being in love with your ex-boyfriend and the occult.

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