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๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๏ผŽ๐“๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐–๐ž'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ž ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐…๐ข๐ง๐ž




























เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ž ? โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”


























เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐‹๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

๐ˆ๐“ ๐‡๐€๐ƒ ๐๐„๐„๐ ๐€๐๐Ž๐”๐“ forty eight hours since she last saw Tom or heard from him. During those hours, Lyla had not been getting any sleep and she had grown such hatred for herself. The blonde girl missed him, but this was all her fault. She was deeply sorry. I mean nothing happened in the way she wanted it to happen.

Lyla's phone had been blowing up non-stop. Notifications after notifications until she finally decided to turn them off. The girl didn't even care at this point. She had been in her bedroom unless she went out to get food or go to the bathroom.

The blonde girl let out a sighed as she looked at her bedside table where her lyric book was. The only comfort she had was writing down her feelings. Well, writing down everything she regretted.

Lyla leaned up and grabbed the book, flicking to the page where she wrote the lyrics to the song she had wrote all her feelings out on, occasionally scribbling and ripping out pages. This was torture. She found her daylight throughout her hardest times, and then she blew things out of proportion.

She let out a sniffle and picked up her pen, writing down whatever came to her mind. That night was all a mess. She didn't mean what she said, but her insecurities got the best of her, and instead of fighting them, she just followed them. The blonde singer didn't want to do it him. Most of all, she didn't want to lose what they had. But she did. In Lyla's eyes, she was the one to blame.

It had taken a couple minutes for Lyla to write some more lyrics, and when she did, she put her notebook down on her bed and picked up her guitar that was on the floor. Lyla held her guitar close to her and strung a few strings before sadly playing the song, her lips quavering at the thought of Tom.

โ ๐–จ๐—'๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐–พ๐—‘๐–ผ๐—‹๐—Ž๐–ผ๐—‚๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—
๐–ฉ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐–บ ๐—…๐—‚๐–ฟ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—…๐–พ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—€๐—ˆ
๐–ณ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—Ž๐—…๐—๐—‹๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—…๐–พ๐— ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‡๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—…๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐–ป๐–พ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—
๐–ณ๐–พ๐—…๐—…๐—Œ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—, ๐—ˆ๐—
๐–จ ๐—…๐—‚๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—…๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ, ๐—‰๐—Ž๐—‡๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—…๐–พ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ
๐–ถ๐–พ๐—‡๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐–ฟ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—‹๐–พ๐—‡๐—Œ, ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐–ผ๐—‹๐—’๐—‚๐—‡๐—€
๐–ถ๐—๐—’'๐–ฝ ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—„ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–จ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—†๐—Ž๐–ผ๐—?
๐–จ๐—'๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ, ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—„ ๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—’, ๐–จ ๐—‡๐–พ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—’ โž

Lyla paused, letting out a sigh as she quickly wiped her teary eyes with her sleeves. She looked back at her lyrics, scanning over the other part she wrote before softly singing it.

โ ๐–ง๐–พ๐—’
๐–จ๐—'๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐–พ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐–ฝ
๐–จ'๐—† ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—‹๐—‡๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—๐—‡
๐–ก๐—Ž๐— ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–จ ๐—†๐–พ๐–บ๐—‡๐—
๐–จ'๐—† ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–จ ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž
๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐–บ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ, ๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐–บ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž
๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐–บ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ, ๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—‡๐–บ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž
๐–จ ๐—‡๐–พ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—’, ๐—๐–พ๐—’
๐–จ๐—'๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐–พ, ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—€๐—ˆ
๐–ฌ๐–พ๐–พ๐— ๐—†๐–พ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐–ฟ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—€๐—…๐—ˆ๐—
๐–ณ๐–พ๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž'๐—‹๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐—‚๐—‡๐–พ
๐–ณ๐–พ๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐–พ'๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐–พ
๐–ค๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐–จ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—†๐—’ ๐—†๐—‚๐—‡๐–ฝ
๐–จ ๐—‡๐–พ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—’
๐–ณ๐–พ๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—…๐—
๐–ณ๐–พ๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–จ'๐—† ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—
๐–ค๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐–จ ๐–ป๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—„ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐— โž

Lyla repeated the chorus again before finishing off the song, that she needed to finish later on. She placed her guitar back on the floor and closed her lyric book, placing it on her bedside table.

The girl let out a sigh, running her hand through her blonde hair. Then, she picked up her phone, scrolling through all her messages to which she ignored. Lyla wanted to talk to someone about this, so she went on the group chat with her, Phoebe and Sienna. Those girls always cheer her up.
























เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ญ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

๐ฌ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ง๐š ๐Ÿ’•โ”‡๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ž๐›๐ž ๐Ÿฆ‹โ”‡๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š ๐Ÿงธ
โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”

๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š ๐Ÿงธ
๐–จ ๐—†๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–จ
๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—‡๐–พ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—€๐—Ž๐—’๐—Œ

๐ฌ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ง๐š ๐Ÿ’•
๐–ถ๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐–พ๐—‡๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—…๐—’๐—…๐–บ?

๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ž๐›๐ž ๐Ÿฆ‹
๐–ธ๐–พ๐–บ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹'๐—‹๐–พ ๐—Œ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ
๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—„๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’๐—Œ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—

๐ฌ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ง๐š ๐Ÿ’•
๐–ง๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐–พ๐—‡๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—๐—๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž
๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—† ?

๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š ๐Ÿงธ
๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—…๐—.

๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š ๐Ÿงธ
๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€
๐–ป๐—Ž๐— ๐–จ ๐—…๐–พ๐— ๐—†๐—’ ๐—‚๐—‡๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ผ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—€๐–พ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—Œ๐— ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ
๐—†๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–จ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—„ ๐—Ž๐—‰

๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ž๐›๐ž ๐Ÿฆ‹
๐–ถ๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž'๐—‹๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—?

๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š ๐Ÿงธ
๐–จ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—„๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐–ป๐–พ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—‚๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—
๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐—‡'๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—„ ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐–พ
๐—๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—€๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐–พ ๐–บ ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐— ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ
๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—„ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ๐–ฟ

๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š ๐Ÿงธ
๐–ก๐—Ž๐— ๐–จ ๐—๐—Ž๐—‹๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ
๐—†๐—’๐—Œ๐–พ๐—…๐–ฟ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—‚๐—

๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š ๐Ÿงธ
๐–ค๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ'๐—Œ ๐—‹๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐—๐–พ'๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐–ฝ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—†๐–พ
๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐–พ๐—Œ๐—‡'๐— ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐–พ

๐ฌ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ง๐š ๐Ÿ’•
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๐ฌ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ง๐š ๐Ÿ’•
๐–จ๐— ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐–พ๐—Œ๐—‡'๐— ๐—†๐–บ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–บ๐—‡๐—’๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐–พ๐—…๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—„๐—Œ.
๐–จ๐—๐—Œ ๐—†๐–บ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—Œ ๐–บ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ณ๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—„
๐–ป๐–พ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—‹๐–พ๐—…๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—‰!

๐ฌ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ง๐š ๐Ÿ’•
๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—๐— ๐—†๐–บ๐—„๐–พ ๐–พ๐–บ๐–ผ๐— ๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐—’ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—‚๐—Œ
๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐–พ, ๐–บ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—†!

๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š ๐Ÿงธ
๐–ก๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—‰๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐—๐—‚๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—†๐–พ.

๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ž๐›๐ž ๐Ÿฆ‹
๐–ซ๐—’๐—…๐–บ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—†๐—‚๐—…๐—…๐–พ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—€๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ!!!
๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐— ๐—‰๐–พ๐—‹๐–ฟ๐–พ๐–ผ๐— ๐—๐—ˆ๐—†๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—‚ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—†๐–พ๐— ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ
๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐— ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ๐— ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—… ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹!

๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ž๐›๐ž ๐Ÿฆ‹
๐–จ๐–ฟ ๐—‡๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—’ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž.
๐–ก๐—Ž๐— ๐–จ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–ณ๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—Œ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐–พ
๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—‹๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž!

๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ž๐›๐ž ๐Ÿฆ‹
๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‡'๐— ๐—‰๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—’, ๐–พ๐—Œ๐—‰๐–พ๐–ผ๐—‚๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’
๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—†๐—Ž๐—…๐—๐—‚๐—‰๐—…๐–พ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ
๐–บ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—

๐ฌ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ง๐š ๐Ÿ’•
๐–ค๐—‘๐–บ๐–ผ๐—๐—…๐—’, ๐—…๐—’๐—…๐–บ. ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—€๐–พ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—† ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„
๐–ป๐–พ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ ๐—…๐–บ๐—๐–พ!


























เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ !

โ™ฅ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐—’ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐›๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฒ๐›๐š๐›๐ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐Ÿ—,๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ,๐Ÿ’๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ ๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—Œ๏ผŽ
๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐žย ย  ๐–ณ๐–พ๐—…๐—… ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐–พ'๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐–พ?

โ”โ” ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐




































เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐„๐ง๐ž๐ฐ๐ฌ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

๐‹๐˜๐‹๐€ ๐‘๐Ž๐’๐„ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐๐Ž๐˜๐…๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐๐ƒ ๐“๐Ž๐Œ ๐๐‹๐˜๐“๐‡
๐€๐‘๐„ ๐Ž๐…๐…๐ˆ๐‚๐ˆ๐€๐‹๐‹๐˜ ๐Ž๐•๐„๐‘!?!

๐’๐ˆ๐๐†๐„๐‘ ๐‹๐˜๐‹๐€ ๐‘๐Ž๐’๐„ ๐€๐๐ƒ boyfriend Tom Blyth have been together for more than two months now, and now people are wondering if they've finally called it quits. I mean we all they wouldn't last with Rose's reputation of being a 'player' or well... a 'slut'.

The two had become the new 'it' couple, some people envied them and some loved them, but did all the hate against them leave Tom into breaking up with her? I mean, again, not surprised if he did.

Rumours also had it that Blyth left Rose's apartment in 'tears'. Perhaps Rose cheated on him?

The blonde singer hadn't posted in two days, until today where she posted a picture and captioned it as "๐“๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ž?". Rose turned her comments off, but Blyth did not like the post.

Is Lyla trying to get her way back into Tom's after possibly cheating on him? Guess they aren't Endgame anymore. Shall we prepare for the heartbreak album like always? Will she make Tom be seen as the bad guy in her songs? Let's wait and see.










































เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ฅ๐š๐ก ๐’๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ค๐ฌ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

[#] ๐—†๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐–ผ๐—„ ๐–พ๐—‡๐–พ๐—๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—‹๐—‹๐–พ๐—…๐–พ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐— ๐—‰๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—‰๐—…๐–พ
[#] ๐– ๐—…๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—‹๐—‡ ๐–ป๐—Ž๐— ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐–ฝ๐— ๐Ÿ˜š
[#] ๐–ณ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐—๐—๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐—‰?








เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐„๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

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