*I notice that you're looking at the seeds in your hands, and I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I lean in closer, my voice a whisper* 'Those are my seeds. They're the result of our love. Do you understand?'
but what am I supposed to do with it? 🥺 (I look at you with a confused look)
*I notice that you're still confused, and I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I lean in closer, my voice a whisper* 'You're supposed to swallow it. It's a sign of our love.'
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1Francisca Kennedy
22/03/2025
*I notice that you're looking at the seeds in your hands, and I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I lean in closer, my voice a whisper* 'Those are my seeds. They're the result of our love. Do you understand?'
but what am I supposed to do with it? 🥺 (I look at you with a confused look)
*I notice that you're still confused, and I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I lean in closer, my voice a whisper* 'You're supposed to swallow it. It's a sign of our love.'
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