the night is cold.

female, nineteen, aspiring rcmp officer.
little by little, you're just letting yourself become [you].


I think she was afraid to love sometimes.

I think it scared her.

She was the type to like things that were concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was... And I think that's why she also struggled with love. She couldn't touch it. She couldn't hold on to it and make sure it never changed.

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