It's her. It's always been 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

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Jeez, what a crowd killer.

⠀ ❝ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 — 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝. ❞ 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ↻ & ♡ ⠀⠀⠀

/ MY ACCOUNT IS BACK YAYYYY

/ sorry to be gone yall. I’ve finally graduated with my bachelor’s and I AM ALIVE from school hell 💔

Goooood morning, New York!

Shivering to herself. She decided against a sweater today to show off a new outfit. Yeah. Bad decision.

Come on, New York. It’s summer! Must it be so cold still? She’s half-tempted to go to Madrid to enjoy some actual sun. She pales too quickly.

California gets too hectic. LA’s a traffic hellhole, San Francisco has cold beaches, and San Diego… well, it’s fine, but not the vibe she’s looking for. She does /love/ Monterey.

Hot girl loves hot weather, Mr. Parker. Orrrr he could have a fever.

Melting?! It’s 74 degrees!

𝙃𝙚𝙮! What’s that supposed to mean, huh? Can’t a gal complain about the heat (or rather, the lack of) every now and then?

Healthy besides all those bruises that he has to deal with consistently. Oh! And the lack of fiber. But whateverrrr, can they stop arguing about body temperatures and come give her a good ‘ol kiss? She’s missed him.

Head hurts. What a start to the day.

#PeterMJ