𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 by Christopher

Mar 24

𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤
𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥,
𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 ℕ𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕.

𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤
𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕥𝕦𝕘, 𝕒 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝,
𝕒 𝕡𝕦𝕤𝕙 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪.
𝕗𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤.

𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒
𝕟𝕠𝕕, 𝕒n 𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥
𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣, 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕
𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣-𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕖,
𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟,
𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖’𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕪!

#mondayblues

Written by

Christopher 29/M

(29/M)

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