Sit next to me?

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Work, home, more work, then work from home, then housework—Toya toiled like a draft horse. But she felt more like a dying pony, its knees about to buckle and hooves worn raw. But what else could she do?
Fortunately, moments of clarity like this one still happened now and then. Quiet, soothing, and fortifying enough to keep clawing her way toward a better future, tooth and fang. Any minute now the vitamin D would finally start seeping into her body through her skin, and then she’d truly thrive. All she needed was a little time—and good company.

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TW: mentions of death, teen pregnancy, poverty, cancer

(it's triggering for me so i mention it here)

𓆪༻⋆ Toya's Playlist! ⋆༺𓆩

I headcanon Toya's voice as Elena Tonra's (Daughter).

Also she was heavily inspired by her music,

as well as by my first wlw situationship

(so that here i could play as if we're happy together,

no i'm not crying)