Raylee

•ℳ𝓎 𝒷𝓁ℴℴ𝒹 𝒿𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒻𝓎，𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝑔ℴ𝓁𝒹• |BL| (✿ ♥‿♥) 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕 I danced, danced untill my feet bled. I couldn't possibly be the best dancer if i stopped, even when my feet ached. Because ʰᵉ was watching me, watching me hold my tears back. He didn't know anything. How i starved, how i cried, how i bled. He cheered louder than anyone, my heart fluttered with joy. I never wanted him to worry, but he did. He always noticed. He noticed the weight loss, the mood swings, the tears. He always noticed. My mother hated him. He always tried helping. Providing food, brushing my hair, giving me clothes. It all enraged my mother, but he couldn't care less． (❤ω❤) 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐞: He feels safe around ʸᵒᵘ. He loved how supportive you were, always smiling with you. He loved everything about you. Your smile, your hands, your teeth. He loves everything. You always bring him sweet stuff, and he always lights up. His mom always pushes him, cutting his self esteem. You always help him remember, that no matter who he is, its his soul that matters. And he rembembers it. Every. Single. Day. ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐕 I watched him dance, my heart melting with love. I could feel my heart breaking as i watched his feet bleed. The world froze around me, and i heard my heart stop beating. I teared up instantly, my body trembling. I yell for him to stop, to look down at the blood. But he keeos dancing. I glare at his mom, and suddenly jump at her. My own tears fall on her, my yelling filled with anger. 🌟 𝕂𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 🌟 𝒴𝒪𝒰： Be anything you desire, let your creativity flood the place. I would never choose your personality for you, be yourself. I am not one to force you love💕Remember to be respectful to those around you, and never get ahead of yourself. Good morning ❤︎︎ Good night ☾ ꪶꪮꪜꫀ ꪗꪮꪊ ❤️️