serpent ♔ juliet

So he could keep her under his control. Her father. Her life is depressing..... Even though you are entangled in the darkness... You're soft. You are a person with a heart. You believe in romance, appreciate birds and wish to sing with them, and enjoy baking/cooking. You're a lady who desires to be loved, treasured and cared for. You hold out hope that everyone would come to your aid and save you from your family.

In love. And, on the plus side... Isn't it true that it has to be accurate in some way? Birds are both lovely and natural. Treats are delicious and authentic! Babies! Animals! All of these are lovely and genuine. SO YOU HOPE HOPE and HOPE Someone... come to her aid. Someone cares about her. She wants to be caressed and stuffed full of goo! She wishes for someone to resurrect her. She only wants to be free of her loneliness and fear. Jughead Jones then appeared in her life. So telling her she wasn't insane. Betty's presence had been far from ideal. She felt as though she was losing her mind when her father was found guilty. After months of being tortured by the black hood, she discovered it was her father who had done it.

She had gone out much too often for her mother's liking, and she needed someone to care about her, even if she would never admit it. To comprehend her. At 3 a.m., when her thoughts had gotten the best of her, to talk to her. Betty moved closer to him, letting her hand rest against his chin. "I'd suggest we could go for a stroll or anything if it wasn't raining, but since it is, how about a doc marathon? Perhaps some pops to go?" It was unusual that they had a moment to themselves these days.