𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 | 𝑩.𝑬

𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 | 𝑩.𝑬

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-𝒐𝒉 𝒏𝒐, 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔, 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "We're sending you to boarding school. In America." When Lynx's girlfriend dies, her parents are left with other choice but to send her to boarding school to straighten out her grades. They want her to get over Chelssy's death. Maybe meet someone new. And oh boy, does that happen. Billie. Billie Eilish. The girl notorious for breaking people's hearts without so much as batting an eyelid. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝒆𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏- 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 1 𝒊𝒏 #𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 1 𝒊𝒏 #𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆
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