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your side of the bed.
serpent juliet sleeping on your side of the bed i'm curled up in you Now I'm up with you all night  your side of the bed. So he could control her. Her dad. Your life is sad….. you are tangled in darkness, and yet…. you are soft. You have a heart. You believe in romance, you adore birds and want to sing with them, and you love to bake/and cook. You're a woman who wants love, who wants to be cherished and cared for. You have that shining hope all will come to you and save you from your family.
In love. And in the good… somewhat it has to be real, right? Birds are sweet, and they are real. Treats are delicious, and they are real! Babies! Animals! All of these are sweet, and They are real. SO YOU HOPE AND HOPE AND HOPE!! Someone… save her. Someone loves her. She wants to be touched and filled with mush! She wants someone to bring her to life. She just wants to stop feeling lonely and frightened. Then Jughead Jones entered her life. Telling her, she was not crazy. Presence for Betty had been anything but ideal. After her father was convicted, she felt like she was losing it. Though, months of being tormented by the black hood, only to find it, it was her father would do that to a person.
She had been going out far too much for her mother's taste, and though she would never say it, she needed someone to care about her. To understand her. To talk to her at 3 am when her thoughts had gotten the best of her. Betty let her hand rest against his chin, moving to cuddle in closer to him. "Well, if it wasn't raining, I'd say we could go for a walk or something, but since it's raining maybe a doc marathon? Maybe order some pops to go?" It was rare they got a moment without their parents around these days. 
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