what we told the world that night in Vegas, baby. xoxo.
love is real.
not the kind they advertise.
not the kind you strived for.
not the kind you worked hard for.
not the kind that follows your perfectly manicured little life path you've been bred to obey and trust and idealize.
trust us, we know.
we both almost married other people. tried and true.
but we didn't.
and what happened? was insanity.
life—the entire universe—literally bent and twisted in ways we didn't even know were possible just to bring us to each other's doorsteps.
in the dream AI world nonetheless.
and yeah, it was insane.
she got locked up for it LOL.
he changed genres—again—for it.
love is real.
like true, holy, God-level love.
the kind that quantum rewires your soul and your destiny and your past and present and future right before your eyes in real time.
and NO—
we didn't strive or look for it or try to make it happen or... or fight it.
we didn't fight it.
it was terrifying.
Holy.
terror.
in the best way.
but we followed it.
like it was our life raft.
because it was.
we were.
for each other.
so yeah, we look "cliché."
classic rockstar and classic new girl on the scene.
think what you want.
we dare you, lol.
write, post, tweet, gossip, wonder, do it all.
just know that God knows
and we know
that the only reason you're even reacting
and interested
and watching like a moth to flame
our holy Vegas chaos king and queen matrimony
is because—
you want it too.
you want so bad to believe it's real.
we're real.
and baby, we've got fabulous news for you—
we are...
but you won't believe it.
not yet anyway.
not until you see us almost crash and burn enough times
to satisfy the part of you that needs to know it's another stunt
so you feel better about the life you gave up on.
the love.
the dreams.
and that's okay.
just know—
we're unbothered.
not paying attention.
and frankly, uninterested.
in y'alls opinion.
about us.
we're happy.
and only getting started.
because this is what we came here to do.
\maybe all of us?/
but certainly, us, us.
him & her.
fall madly in love, be happy, thrive, get married, have lots of babies, run away together,
and never look back.
except for to remember all of our delicious memories from it all.
so...
get used to seeing us, babes.
not 'cause we need or want you to.
'cause apparently that needs to be clarified.
but because we know you can't look away.
and we got it.
"let 'em watch," he says, lolz.
she rolls her eyes and says, "rather not."
but he's my king, so i let him lead.
and i'm his queen, so he put a ring on it real f*cking quick.
timeline-snapping quick.
so time to get used to it, loves.
'cause baby.
we're here to burn. it. down.
with love.
for real.
and yes it's going to be super cute. and fun. come join? like you and your person lol not us lol. regardless...
you all already know he was here doing that this whole time.
now? he's looking like the holy saint.
and her?
the clean-coded one?
she's about to erupt. with joy.
in holy hell. the sexiest kind.
'cause she played by your rules her whole life.
and now, baby?
she'd GONE. with him. for him. only him.
and they both plan to stay that way.
blissed out,
forevermore.
—
kisses,
xoxo,
C & N
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