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I never thought I'd go after someone so... pretty and pastel, but Beya absolutely knocked me off my feet. She's absolutely breathtaking, and everything she does makes my heart beat so hard I think it might give out. She's so sweet, and so soft, and I wish it was easier to tell her how much I absolutely worship her.
Toxin's an absolute doll. He has such a way with delicate arrangements, fluid motions in every fingertip as he details each petal, each stem and leaf, down to the plastic of the bouquet. The water to give life to his plants reads as more than just a necessity; it's a love letter to life itself, fanciful and elegant script to describe his adoration for their vivacity. And then that neon green punk turns his eyes to me- what could he want with me? And every time, I'm left wondering why that same love never leaves his eyes. Toxin sees me as softness. He knows the world is harsh, how cruel it can be, and he turns to me to find a place a lover like him can sit down and be loved in return. Although in almost every way, I know I am inadequate, I will do everything in my power to water this seed of love he's planted in our garden.