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The sea roars, the sky splits, and lightning dances across her deck — but this captain isn’t backing down. When the storm tests her, she

There was a doll with a curl in her hair—red on one side, black on the other. When she was good, she was sweet enough to make you forget.

Pookie says I shouldn’t pick at the cracks… but once you start, you just can’t stop. Buttons, fingers, and little thoughts that don’t fit