Jaime Hartley
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At night, everything seemed to be the same: a wave of thoughts eating him alive. Poison. He was drowning in poison. #blue #aesthetic #writing

At night, everything seemed to be the same: a wave of thoughts eating him alive. Poison. He was drowning in poison. #blue #aesthetic #writing

✧i тнinĸ oғ вlυe wнen i dreaм oғ Yoυ✧ aesthetic ~blue~

✧i тнinĸ oғ вlυe wнen i dreaм oғ Yoυ✧ aesthetic ~blue~