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(¬_¬") no.. (—o— ᵕ) hey sis, can u help me find a dress for prom?.. (˙ ​-˙​) i cant sorry.. Ask [crush] (—o— ᵕ) bestie, pls help me!! ( 💭 (˶˃⤙˂˶) i cant do that!! but i have no other choice..) sure! ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ) ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა can u help me find a dress... ( 💭 (๑•̀ㅁ•́๑) he said yes?!!?!?!?!?) ( 💭 (≧ᗜ≦) im going to have a heart attack!!) ( ˶°ㅁ°) !! (—o— ᵕ) is this good? 👗🥼🧢 💕 (≧⤙≦) .. well (•́ -•̀๑'') if you dont like it, just say it (* °ヮ° *) no i love it!! (shes so pretty..) (-/////-) really? ( ^ ֊ ^„)♡ ..yes ( > 〰 < )♡ t-thanks!! the end!! give creds if use <3 search @astrocat! for more!!

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~ roommate - .peach smut story 🍂 : smvt / prn / 13+ : [ context : u and noah have been bsfs for the past 5 years, u both are rlly close and even tho hes usually mean/cold to others, he has a soft spot for u, ofc. its only since the beginning of ur first year at college, when u guys agreed to be roommates, that u started to have feelings for him. ] its a crisp autumn morning, and ur in ur apartment, curled up on the couch under a ghost blanket, with the fireplace crackling, a bowl of pumpkin muffins beside u, ur pjs still on, and a good book sprawled across ur lap. ur not rlly sure where noah is, probably still sleeping in the other room, considering its only 9:00 on a saturday morning. you flip thru the pages of ur book, getting to a spicy part. ur embarrassed to admit to urself that ur getting wet, and you pull back the blanket and slip down ur pj bottoms to reveal a wet spot on ur red thong. ur eyes flutter as u continue reading, and without looking down, u take one hand and slip ur thong down slightly, teasing ur entrance with ur finger and rubbing ur outer lips. you squirm & sigh in pleasure, before inserting half ur finger in, making u gasp. but tbh, its nothing new. youve done this to urself alot, but rlly, the only thing u want is something- someone- else filling up your needy pussy. you put ur whole finger in, then another, making u let out a little moan. you scissor inside urself and pump ur fingers in and out, ur eyes fluttering back in delight. "y/n, i gotta say, even for you, this is hot.." a voice says from behind the couch. you take your fingers out and whip around to see noah standing behind you, in his pjs and his brown hair all messy from sleeping. you flush pink, embarrassed. ur not rlly sure how to feel, embarrassed, turned on, or offended by that little comment. u decide to go with all three, but mostly offended. "what do you mean by 'even for me??'" you snap. noah smirks. "chill, y/n. im just messing w u. he leans down and runs his hand through ur hair. "why dont you keep going? just bc im here doesnt mean u need to stop." you meet his eyes, blushing and unsure. "i-.." you start, before he cuts you off. "unless... you need someone to do it for you." he grins slyly. "uhm.." you begin, but he places a finger on ur lips and climbs over the couch to sit next to u. he slips off ur thong fully, revealing a wet, pink, juicy pussy. "we wont be needing this.." he says, tossing your thong aside. you blush intensely and pinch urself on ur inner thigh just to make sure this isnt a dream. he locks eyes w you before leaning into you and placing a finger on ur chin, dragging ur face towards his and locking his lips onto urs. you exhale and kiss him back, his hands running down ur body, exploring every dip and curve in your perfect hourglass shaped figure. the kisses turn into a makeout, getting more aggressive and passionate. he wraps his hands around your waist and hoists u on his lap so ur facing him, still kissing you. you can feel his rock hard dick buldging thru his pants by ur ass. you let out a little moan as he begins to kiss ur neck, then taking off ur shirt and bra to expose ur big, juicy titties, pink and full. he starts to rub them, biting ur nipple and giving you hickeys on the sides of ur breasts~... you squeeze ur eyes shut and moan softly. this only turns him on more. his hands find their way down to your pussy, where he begins to rub the outer part in circles gradually getting faster and faster. he plays with your outer lips before shoving two fingers inside, making you inhale sharply in desire. he fucks you with his fingers, hitting all your sweet spots as drips of wetness slip out of your tight pussy but yet, you want even more. your hands slide down to the buldge in his pants and he lets out a soft gasp, his fingers still inside ur pussy as he locks eyes w you. "you sure?" he asks. you nod. "im sure." "m-kay princess.." he smirks and moves you beside him as he takes his fingers out, licking ur juices off his hands before taking off his pajama bottoms and boxers, revealing a 6 inch long, thick cock. you get even more wet and turned on as he begins stroking it, and you cant wait any longer. you climb onto his lap, facing him, and sit on his dick, it goes inside your pink pussy and you moan in pleasure. he groans and smirks. "someone's eager..~" he whispers softly. you begin to bounce up and down on his lap, his dick thrusting inside you and precum filling up your pussy. you make little moans and whimpers as you bounce faster, and noah lets out a tiny moan too, he's clearly enjoying this as much as you. he wraps his hands around ur waist and helps u bounce up and down, even faster, filling u up with cum~ u moan and whimper~ "fuckk.." he inhales, running his hands down ur body. cum flows out of ur pussy, making you embarrassed. noah sees u. "its alr.." he whispers, kissing u as you bounce up and down, before getting exhausted and pulling his dick out of ur pussy, cum dripping out, breathing heavy. you curl up against noah, ur naked body exhausted n ur pussy sore. he wraps his arms around u and holds u tight. "you did so good~" he says gently. you smile and nod at the praise, still out of breath. "that- was amazing..~" you sigh. "im glad." he whispers. the rest of the day consists of cuddles, movie marathons, and snacks <3 - luv, peach . <3 discord : angvlrss search *.peach* for more!!

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Dropping some school related drama . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ Okay so, i was going into the girls bathroom the other day and i legit saw a megamind shrine. A FRICKING- like there was a blue balloon on it was a pic of megamind, and around it was blue jewellery and stuff nah but seriously two girls SKIPPED school to watch over the shrine my school is a psych ward at this point (╥﹏╥)
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ᴍᴜᴍᴍʏ😊where’s George🤔I cooked him🤪PEppA🤓….*ᴇʏᴇs ᴛᴜʀɴ ʀᴇᴅ* GOErGEE👹 𝘈𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏✨😱
BRO WHO THE FUCK MADE AN INC3ST N0NC0N SMUT FANFIC WITH THEIR OCS ON HERE I WAS JUST TRYING TO FIND A BIO YALL CHILL TF OUT AND KEEP THAT IN UR NOTES 💀😭
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yall i once stepped on a pufferfish and it exploded poison everywhere 🤪🤪🤪🤪🤯🤯🤯🤯
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There's No Reason to Be Afraid By Reddit user by whoeverfightsmonster ~ When my sister Betsy and I were kids, our family lived for awhile in a charming old farmhouse. We loved exploring its dusty corners and climbing the apple tree in the backyard. But our favorite thing was the ghost. We called her Mother, because she seemed so kind and nurturing. Some mornings Betsy and I would wake up, and on each of our nightstands, we'd find a cup that hadn't been there the night before. Mother had left them there, worried that we'd get thirsty during the night. She just wanted to take care of us. Among the house's original furnishings was an antique wooden chair, which we kept against the back wall of the living room. Whenever we were preoccupied, watching TV or playing a game, Mother would inch that chair forward, across the room, toward us. Sometimes she'd manage to move it all the way to the center of the room. We always felt sad putting it back against the wall. Mother just wanted to be near us. Years later, long after we'd moved out, I found an old newspaper article about the farmhouse's original occupant, a widow. She'd murdered her two children by giving them each a cup of poisoned milk before bed. Then she'd hanged herself. The article included a photo of the farmhouse's living room, with a woman's body hanging from a beam. Beneath her, knocked over, was that old wooden chair, placed exactly in the center of the room.
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The clown statue A couple with children were trying out a new babysitter. About an hour after they left for a night on the town, they realized they had forgotten to give her their cell phone number, so one of them called her. After she wrote down the number, the babysitter asked if she could watch satellite TV in their bedroom. She had just put the children to bed and wanted to watch a particular show. (The parents didn't want their children watching too much garbage, so the living room TV did not have satellite channels.) Well of course she could watch TV in their room, they replied. The babysitter had one other request: could she put a sheet or blanket over the clown statue that was in the bedroom? It kind of made her nervous. "Take the children and go to the neighbors," said the parent. "We don't have a clown statue, we'll call the police." The police caught the clown as he was running through the neighborhood.
CRYBABY Late last night I woke up to the sound of someone crying. It was an eerie sound, and surprisingly loud as well. Although I wanted to get up and go check it out, I was a bit scared and tired so l ignored it by hiding under the covers. Today at breakfast I told my roommate about it. "That was me." She replied with a tone of fear in her voice. What a relief, I thought. "I was crying because I saw a... a thing watching you while you were asleep." @Death.and.Terror
When / was younger, my uncle John was going through a divorce. He came round to our house to get some advice from my parents and at one point said he could feel the energy of two children, a boy and a girl, in one corner of the room. Soon after, four year old me walks into the room and I said "The children woke me up." My folks asked what children, so I point to the same corner uncle john mentioned and say "Those children" and everyone went pale and quiet. - cocgamer
Thump, Thump, Drag A teenage baby-sitter put the kids she was watching to sleep in their beds and went back downstairs. The late night news was on the TV, the reporter said a psychopath from a local mental institution was on the loose and that police thought he might be in the area. He cautioned residents to lock their doors and windows because this guy was very, very dangerous. Well, the teenager checked the locks on the windows and the doors, but she forgot the door on the cellar bulkhead. Later that night, the children heard some noises downstairs, but thought it was the baby-sitter moving some furniture around. Then it got real quiet. All they heard for the remainder of the night was this noise: "Thump! Thump! Dra-aag... Thump! Thump! Dra-aag..." Evidently, they were too afraid to get up to see what it was. In the morning, their parents came home and were horrified to find the babysitter at the top of the stairs, dead with both arms hacked off at the elbows. She'd been climbing the stairs on the bloody stubs of her arms, pulling her badly injured body along. www.facebook.com/strngeworld
Kept In Dark "I'm worried about myself," Nick said. "Maybe you should be," I told him. "Can't we turn on some lights?" "Not yet." Sometimes it's hard to tell when a friend is joking. But Nick had sounded truly nervous when he asked me to come over this afternoon, so I decided to take him seriously. "What's got you freaked out?" "I've been having dark thoughts lately." "Everyone has dark thoughts." "Not like these. They're sick, man. I don't know where they come from." "Horror movies?" "No, I don't watch those. But I've... I've also been having these crazy dreams. Really vivid. Like, apocalyptic, with demons. I'm afraid to sleep." "You have been looking kind of washed out lately," | admitted. "Maybe see a doctor?" "Wouldn't help." "Why not?" "Because there's more to it. That's why I called. I need you to tell me if you see it, too." "See what?" Nick stood up and walked to his window, where the sun glowed faintly behind cheap venetian blinds. He pointed at the floor. "Watch that spot. Right there." "The carpet?" "Just watch. Please." "Fine." The carpet looked normal, not even a stain. Then I heard Nick take a deep breath, followed by the clacking blinds as he pulled the cord to expose the sunlight. "Jeez!" I cried, yanking my feet off the ground as a dark shape came slithering forward. It disappeared directly under the couch where I sat. "Oh gosh," Nick moaned. "You saw it." "That's... impossible. Was that really your...?" "Yeah," he nodded miserably. "I've heard of being afraid of your own shadow, but why is mine scared of me? What does it know? by IPostAtMidnight
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you guys are being so delusional rn . i'm js trying to find some emojis and I see a war going on this random ass website . you guys are immature and weird tbh . all i see at this point are free palestine protests and ppl fighting over absolutely NOTHING . saying "FREE PALESTINE" won't do anything . you think we'll look at your post and say "omg! i have to do something! i must donate and really make a difference!" ? NO ! They won't . i js know . now stop being hypocrites and actually be peaceful for one ? lemme find stray kids combos in peace .
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eclipse - chapter one. credits: me and my sister. please don't hate, it's my first time ever writing a story fr fr. tell me if yes and tag me in the post. (hiii_happeygirl) idgaf if u repost this just pls give credit, as this took long to make. (i have adhd rlly bad and its hard for me to focus on a task for very long) I walk into the coffee shop with absolutely no idea of what is going to become of today. Will their bond become stronger? Will I be left alone to cry? I don’t know. It smells of coffee of course, and sugar cookies. Oliver and Lexi arrive a few minutes after me and hug when they get behind the counter. I set my space up and start making a batch of cookies so we’re prepared to start the day. Baking cookies was a hobby of mine, and to make it even better, it took the thought of Lexi and Oliver off my mind. Oliver approaches me with a smirk on his face. “Hey,” he says. I take my airpods out and look into his eyes. I stand there and admire them for a little bit. “Maddie?” he asks again. “Yeah?” “Um… just wanted to ask if you wanted to go to our one-month anniversary celebration.” “Oh,” I turn around and stir my cookie dough. “sure!” He turns around and looks over my shoulder at the cookie dough I’ve made. “Here,” Oliver hands me an envelope that looks stuffed. I put on a fake smile and open it. Inside, there’s no invitation to a celebration. It’s a card. Handmade. “L O V E you! XOXO, Oliver” it reads. This is a prank, I tell myself. Looking into his eyes, I can tell he’s nervous. I don’t say anything and move on to the next thing in the envelope. A 25-dollar gift card to a spa. I can feel myself smiling. The last thing in there is a small bag of Hershey bars, my favorite candy. He sees that I’ve found everything he put in the envelope. “That’s what I got for Lexi. Is it good?” he finally says. A look of disgust forms on my face. I slap his shoulder and walk out of the coffee shop. I walk all the way home. “You fvck!ng b!+ch!” I scream when I get inside my house. Lexi is an exact copy of me. She has brown hair like me, blue eyes like me, and likes the same movies and candy as me. The only thing I ever was to him was his type. I should have known that the envelope wasn’t for me. Nothing good is ever for me. It then hits me. I haven’t experienced any happiness since the day me and Oliver broke up. I wait to cry until I’m in my bed.“Why can’t I be Lexi Brooks?!” I cry. I cry for hours. I cry until I can’t cry anymore. “What am I gonna do with my life?” I say while wiping my nose. Oliver texts me. “I’m really sorry about earlier. I didn’t know you would be upset about it like that. I had thought you moved on. Please forgive me. I don’t want things to be awkward. You’re still a great friend to me. And you know what? Lexi broke up with me earlier. So we can be sad together.” “not in the mood 4 ur games rn” I text back. “I promise it’s not a trick. Please just forgive me, Maddie. I love you. I wanted to say that earlier. But I thought you were over me. Lexi was always rude and used me for the money. I didn’t have the courage to end things with her, so I stayed with her. Though I thought I didn’t like you anymore, I realized I still do. Maddie, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” “i swear its not funny oliver. i just want u 2 know im happy 4 u guys” “were not together anymore ily maddie pls just forgive me for everything” “fine! i wanna talk to u irl…come 2 my house and we can talk” “sure maddie :)” *** “Yeah!” I giggle. Oliver’s on the couch with me and we’re watching a movie. He glances at the empty bowl of m&ms and asks, “You want me to go get some more?” “Yeah, that’s fine! Thanks,” “No worries,” Oliver walks into the kitchen and I stay seated on the couch. I pause the movie and get up to fold the extra blankets. The room is dark except for the light coming from the TV. He finally walks back in with the bowl of m&ms and something else. “What’s that?” “It’s a gift card. You want it?” “Um, ok.” It’s the spa gift card from earlier. I smile as I put it in my pocket and unpause the movie. *** “Oliver?” I whisper. It’s 11:35 pm. He doesn’t answer. I brush his brown fluffy hair out of his face and cover him up with a blanket. I don’t know if I can forget everything that happened, but I’m starting to forgive Oliver. The TV turned off because we hadn’t messed with it in a while, so it’s super dark. “Love you,” I whisper. He smiles. An actual, genuine smile. I can feel my face turn red. Oliver wasn’t asleep. You screwed up so bad. As I close the door to my bedroom, there’s a faint whisper. “Love you too,” *** You need to clean this up! I think to myself. My room is an absolute mess. There are wrappers, bowls, papers, and clothes all over the floor. I decide to clean it later, and instead get changed into my pajamas. I get my shirt off, and there’s a knock on my bedroom door. It’s Oliver, of course. “Hey, Maddie? Can I come in?” “Yes,” I wait a second. “Let me get a top back on,” “It’s fine if you don’t have one on.” “You’re drunk.” “I’m not, Maddie.” He’s right. He hasn’t had any alcohol tonight. “Well then, you’re crazy.” “Real crazy,” he says sarcastically. He knocks again. I give in and open the door. “D@mn, Oliver. What do you want?” I say in a half-annoyed voice. He stares at my chest in disbelief. “I didn’t think you would actually do that.” “Same,” I stare into his eyes and just… lose myself. It’s hard to explain. I grab his face and kiss him. He hugs me and kisses me back. *** The night ends with Oliver in my bed. Nothing spicy or anything like that. We’re talking about random stuff. I hold his hand and lie down. He stays sitting on the edge of my bed. “Your room’s a mess,” he says. “I know,” I laugh a little. “I need to clean it up.” I turn so my head is in his lap and I watch him. He looks at me and smiles, and we watch the show on the TV in my room. After about 20 minutes I just have to compliment his eyes. “I love your eyes so much,” I sigh. “They’re so pretty.” I smile as he plays with my hair. Oliver finally opens his mouth to say something. “I love your smile even more.” OK SO TELL ME IF U WANT A P2 AND TAG ME IN THE POST (hiii_happeygirl) SO I CAN SEE IT, ALSO REMEMBER TO USE A UNIQUE NAME SO I CAN TAG U IN THE P2 OK LOVE U GUYS AND REMEMBER IF U REPOST GIVE CREDITSSSSS 💞
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"Hey, you know what we should do?" The sudden suggestion broke the comfortable silence of the afternoon. 2, A host at the local cafe, had just finished getting some tea from their favourite cafe. "What's that, dear?" 2 inquired with a quaint British lilt to their voice. They had always been a curious number, eager to learn and experience new things. The speaker was a contestant, Gaty to be exact, with a wild imagination, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Let's throw a surprise party for the other algebralians!" she exclaimed, her voice bubbling over with enthusiasm. 2's heart skipped a beat. A party? For the others? The equation playground was usually quite orderly, a place where numbers and variables frolicked in predictable patterns. But a party? That sounded like a delightful chaos, a celebration of unity and difference. 2's mind raced through the possibilities. They had always loved baking, a hobby that had grown into a well-known talent among people. "What a splendid idea, Gaty!" they said, their eyes lighting up with the thrill of a new challenge. "But where should we hold it?" Gaty's grin grew wider. "How about the forsest?" 2's eyes widened. The forest was a relic from the early days of the playground, a tangled mess of branches and equations long forgotten by most. It was the perfect venue for a party, a place that hadn't seen joy in a long time. "The Forest!" 2 repeated, the excitement baking a warmth into their voice. "That's a brilliant idea!" They quickly set to work, planning every detail meticulously. The invitations were handcrafted, each one a miniature masterpiece of algebra art, with delicate x's and y's intertwined with loops and swirls. The guest list grew as they thought of everyone they wanted to invite: the integers, the variable, X, Irrationals, and even the constants! They decided to keep the theme a secret, among the guests. The day of the party arrived, and 2 could barely contain their excitement. They spent the morning baking a series of numerical treats: pi-themed pies, square root cookies, and a grand cake in the shape of the Fibonacci spiral. The scent of sugar and spices filled the air, and the warmth of the oven was a comforting embrace. They decorated the forest with streamers of polynomial functions and balloons that spelled out 'Happy Equation Day!' in binary. As the sun began to set, casting a soft glow over the playground, the guests started to arrive. The chatter grew louder as numbers and Irrationals mingled, sharing stories and laughter. The algebralians looked around in amazement at the transformation of the once-Normal space. The party was in full swing, and 2 couldn't have been happier. They flitted from group to group, ensuring everyone had a cup of tea and a slice of pi, their laughter echoing through the branches. An internal conflict began to stir within 2, however. They realized that while they enjoyed bringing everyone together, they felt a strange loneliness in the midst of the celebration. They were a host, a number that didn't quite fit in with the others. But as they watched the joy on their friends' faces, they knew that this party was about more than just the thrill of a good time; it was about unity, acceptance. "Hey Two! Have you seen X? I need to ask them something." It was four! One of 2's frenimies, who was always looking for a good time but had a knack for missing the deeper meaning in life. "Oh, Four," 2 said, trying to keep the annoyance out of their voice. "X is probably by the punch bowl, I think I saw them with the Irrationals earlier." Four's eyes lit up. "Great, thanks!" They dashed off, leaving 2 to ponder over their own feelings. Despite the delightful chaos around them, 2 felt a pang of sadness. They had always been the one to bring everyone together, but never truly felt like they were a part of the equation. They looked around, trying to shake off the feeling, and noticed a group of constants standing together, whispering and pointing at them. 2 approached, their curiosity piqued. "What's going on?" 2 asked, trying to sound casual. The constants looked slightly embarrassed. "Oh, we were just talking about how amazing the party is," said one of them, Pin. "We're all so impressed with what you've done here." The others nodded in agreement, and 2 felt a warmth spread through them. "Thank you," they said, genuinely touched. "I just wanted everyone to feel welcome and happy." The conversation grew more intimate as the night went on, and the constants shared stories of their own struggles with fitting in. It dawned on 2 that everyone had their own battles, even numbers as steadfast as they were. The party had become a place where the algebralians could be themselves, free from the constraints of the playground's usual order. As the stars began to twinkle above, casting a glow over the forest, the music grew softer and the partygoers gathered around the bonfire. 2 stood in the center, their heart swelling with love and gratitude for their friends. They raised a toast, their voice carrying over the crackling fire. "To unity, to friendship, and to never forgetting that we are all a part of the same grand equation!" The algebralians cheered, raising their cups. 2 felt a sense of belonging wash over them. They were not just a host, they were a catalyst for change. They had brought the playground together in a way that transcended their own number, and in doing so, they had discovered a piece of themselves they never knew was missing. The party continued into the night, with stories, dances, and even a little algebra magic. 2 watched as the equations they had crafted grew more complex, the relationships between the guests evolving into something beautiful. It was a night that would be remembered for a long time, a night that had started with a simple idea but had turned into an unforgettable experience for all. And as the last guest left, 2 stood in the quiet forest, surrounded by the glow of a job well done, feeling more whole than ever before.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎:¨ ·.· ¨: ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝐼𝑓 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝐼 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝐼'𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒; ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ `· . ୨୧‎
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 ⋅ ˚✮ ☆🥧̗̀➛🍂*.☽ *:・🍮⭐🥞⋆.ೃ࿔ ✩°𓏲⋆🌿. ⋆⸜ 🍵✮˚ 🌨️₊˚.🎧 ˚.🩵*✩。 🫐‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪❀ ִֶָ☾. 🪞𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒♡ 。˚🐈‍⬛.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 🤍🦢🎧☁️🪞 ✩°。🧸𓏲⋆.🧺𖦹 ₊˚ ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ ☃︎⋆꙳•❅*ִ ₊˚。⋆❆⋆。˚₊ °❆⛄⋆.ೃ࿔🦌*:・❄️ ⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•❅*‧ ‧*❆ ₊⋆ *ੈ🎄✩‧₊ ⋆☃︎⛸️✧˖°❅🕯️༘ ☆⋆。𖦹°‧★ ‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ ☆♱🎧🫧 ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˖⁺‧₊˚🎧✮💿✮📷✮˚₊‧⁺˖ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 💸🎀🧷💋🍒🌸 ⊹ ࣪ 🍒 ˖༉‧🐈‍⬛₊🔑₊˚💋 ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧⋆⭒˚。⋆ •*ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆ 🫧🦢🪞.♡⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ 🥟˚。˚ 🪧·˚˚· 🐚🦈˖⁺‧₊🥛🐈‍⬛⋆。˚ ☁︎ ˚。⋆ ૮₍ • ˕ - ₎ა♡₊˚ ˗ˏˋ🩷 ೀ🩹꒱ ˎˊ˗ 。°˖ ʚ🍓ɞ ꒦꒷⩩ 𖧧🌷₊˚⊹♡ ୧ ‧₊˚꒰ 🍡 ꒱ ⋅ ☆ ˖° ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ౨ৎ ⋆。˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧₊˚ 🐇 🩰🦢🕯🍒💌 🩰𓈒⋆⑅˚₊୨୧ ⋆。°🕯️✩.˚₊ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ⟡𓋼 𓇗 𓆸 𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔰 𓆇 𓆨 𓍊 🕸️ '*.🧚🏼‍♀️𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒🧺.*' ཐི♡ཋྀ ⊹₊。ꕤ°₊ ⊹ 🌷;✩°𓏲⋆🌿.* ☆〜(ゝ。∂) 🥥🌊🌺🌴🌸🐬🌼🧜🏾‍♀️ ☆.。.:(-Д-).。.:☆ 🌺🍹🏖️🍧 🍬— ☆ —🍬 🌸👯‍♀️🍙🌺🍹 💗TV💙GIRL ✩ ♬ ₊.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ⊹☾⋆⁺₊🎧✩°。 …♡ 💘🏹🎀🌹♥️💋🌸 ♡… 🎀🌺🤍💋🌸💕💌 🥰💌🌸🦋💗💕♥️🤍 🍒💌❤️🐁🌹☁️🍓 💕💌🍒 ʚ🍓ɞ♡⸝⸝˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ .𖥔 ݁ ˖🕸️🕷.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⋆ ˚。⋆୨🎃୧ ⋆ ˚。⋆ ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚. ˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🦇 ✧˚.🔮⋆ (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ) .𖥔 ݁ ˖🦇 ݁˖ ݁𖥔 . 🍁🎃🍂 🪞🌿☕️👜🧚🏼 ☕️🤎 ✧˖°.🍮✧˖°. 🧋🤎🤎🧋 🍰🍦🧇 ☕🥧🧸💭🥐🥛🍵 🪞𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒♡ 🍥🌸💮 ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✮⋆˙ 🌸☁️🌷🍡 ₊✩‧₊˚౨ 🍨🩷 🍥 🩷🍨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・🌷°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ 🦩🌸💗🌷>ᴗ< 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒💕₊˚⊹♡🌸 𖦹°‧★𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒🎸✮ 🦢🎞🪶🕯 ☕📜👜🕰🪶 🕯️🥛🪞🕯☁️🦢🎞🪶🕯 🕯🤎☕️🐻 ☕✩°。 ⋆⸜ 🎧✮🤎 . ⊹ ࣪˖ 🧸🕰️🖋️📜 𖥔 ݁˖ ⋆♱✮♱⋆☽☾⋆♱✮♱⋆ 🗝🕰🕷♠️🕯🖊♟📓 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚⋆⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆ 🦢🤍🕯️🕊☁️🥛🐇🐚𓍯 ִֶָ✉ 🕊🐚🕯️ ☁️ 🏹 𓂋 ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ 💫☁️🕊🌟🌫🕯️ 🌿🕊️💫🐇🌱🦢🕯️🤍🍀🖇️🗝️🍃☁️🌙 𓆩. ⛧ .𓆪 ✨🤍🌤🤍✨ ☆.。.:*𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩.。.:*☆ ꒰ა 🤍 ‘’ 🤍 ໒꒱ 🪽𓆰𓆪✮⋆˙🕊️ᥫ᭡٠ ࣪⭑ ♡🎠 ♡ 🍼🍪💧🧸🩹 ⋆⭒˚。⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑₊˚⊹♡🛸 ‎‧₊˚✩ 🪐✩˚₊‧ ༘⋆₊ ⊹★🔭๋࣭ ⭑⋆。˚ ‧₊˚✩彡⋆⭒˚。⋆‧₊˚✩彡 🪐⋆。°✩ ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ 🪐🔭 ✩˚‧ 👽🫧💿 🐰😖 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒₍ᐢᐢ₎💛₊˚⊹♡𔓘🌸ཐིཋྀ 🐇ꕤʚɞ🦋♥️ ⚞・◦・⚟ ♡𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓽𝓽𝔂 ♡ ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ༘⋆🌷🫧💭₊˚ෆ ♡ミ・◦・ミ💗☾⋆。𖦹 °✩🎀 ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. ˚ ༘ .˚🌱୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ ༘⋆✿☘︎⚘. 📷🎧🍃 ❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀ ⋆。°✩🌿⋆。°✩ 🍵₊ ⊹ 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ⊹₊。ꕤ˚₊⊹ 🌿✧˖° ୭🌱♡-⋆。˚🍄-𓄹-˚ ¿ঌ👁໒¿ 🦷🪐ଘ👁️𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆..🦷🪐ଘ👁️ 👜🥂💵🥐🕰️ 🪞🩰🤍🦢 ✰👜〰‼💸🤍 🕊️🖇️ 🌺🌴🥥 ⋆ ༅˚🥥.࿓• 🥥🌺🍨🌊🍉🌴 🥥 ❀*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ♡ ⊹˖🌺🥥🌴。˚ 𓆉🌊🐚🌺🥥 .•*𓆩🎧𓆪*•. 🌐⋆。°✩🌀 ‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ 🎧✮⋆₊ ⊹🎤₊ ⊹✮⋆˙ ──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !! ୧🍓 ༘ ₊˚. ୧ 🍰‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆ 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ⋆。‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧。⋆ ‧₊˚🍓✩ ₊˚🥛⊹♡ 𖦹°‧★🌹⭒💌⭒🍓★‧°𖦹 ✧˖°⋆🍓📎✧⊹⊱° ₊♡₊˚ 🍒・₊✧ 🍒˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚⋆ ‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 ⋅ ˚✮ ✧°🍒‧。𖦹°‧💋‧°𖦹 。‧ 🍒°✧ .°~🍒*💌°🩷*🍰~°. 💿★.・、🍒 ꩜⋆。★ 🍉⋆。°✩✨♡ ⋆⁺₊⋆ 🌊🍉🐬🍧 ⋆⁺₊⋆ 🍉🎸⋆⭒˚。⋆ 🍉🌸💖 ₊˚✧pink✧˚₊‧ 🎸⋆⭒˚。⋆ ☾⋆。🍷🕸️⭒⋆。˚ 🎧🍒💌💄 🍒🌙🎧 ₊˚⊹♡🍓🍰💌🧸₊˚⊹♡ 🍒🍷₊ ⊹ ⋆。° ✮₊⊹💋༝༚༝༚₊ ⊹જ⁀➴🎸 ‧₊˚🍊༉‧₊˚. 🍊‧₊˚⟡🖇️ ₊˚⊹ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 🧡🍂✴️⚡🦊 🏵️𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊⚜️🍁🕸️ ⋆。°✩🎃✩°。⋆ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.🦋🦋‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.⋆.ೃ࿔*:・🍊 ᐡ・ﻌ・ᐡ🍮⭐🥞⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ 💛🕊💫🌼☁️ ˗ˏˋ₊ʚ🌻ɞ₊ˎˊ˗ ˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆*ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆ 🌤️⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚🐝༉‧₊˚🍰 ⋆。🍦˚ ✧ ˚🥞 ༘ ⋆。🍪˚ ༘ ⭐🌕💛☀️🍯 ⋆⑅˚₊⸜ 🍃‧₊˚✩彡 ₊˚ʚ 🌱 ₊˚✧ ゚. ‧₊˚🌿✩ ₊˚🪵⊹♡ ⋆。°✩🌿⋆。°✩ ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧˚🌴⋆ 🍃⋆.ೃ࿔*:・🌿🍃 ༄ 🌱⋆。°₊ ⊹˚ 🍵⋆˙⟡₊ ⊹˚ ✩°🌊⋆⸜ 🎧✮🫧 🌨️₊˚.🎧 ˚.🩵*🎐✩。 ⋅˚₊‧ ୨❄️🪡୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 🌊♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ ₊˚ʚ 🧊 ₊˚✧ ゚. ★🌀✮💤☆ 🎐⭐️🫧🌀 🌊✮ ⋆ 🦈。 * ⋆。 ₊˚✩彡💿🍇🎧‧₊˚✩彡 ✮⋆。💜✧˖°⋆˚✿˖° ✮⋆˙🔮˗ˏ🖇⋆⭒˚。⋆🎧.. ‧₊˚✩彡🍇 🔮🪩 ⁺˚⋆。°✩₊ 🔮✮⋆˙🧜🏻‍♀️ᥫ᭡. ⋆⋅☆☪︎✧˖°. ༘⋆🌷🫧💭₊˚ෆ 🩰˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🎧✧˚.🌸༘⋆ 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ˗ˏˋ🩷 ೀ🩹꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⋆。·°ʚ🍓ɞ°‧。⋆𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✮⋆˙ ⁺˚⋆୭🌸⋆⁺ 🦩🌸💗🌷>ᴗ< ₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡📷 ✿༉‧₊˚🖤❀༉‧₊˚. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✩°。⋆⸜ 🎧✮ 🌫₊˚.🎧 ✧‧₊˚🌑 🖤🌕🌑 🐈‍⬛⋆。°✩.𖥔 ݁ ˖💬 🎧★♫₊˚.🎧 ✧ ✩♬ ₊˚.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 🤍🫧☁️ ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊ ♪ ✧ 🤍☁️‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ୧ ‧₊˚ 🤍・₊✧ ⊹ ₊ ˚ 🐇 𓂃 ⸝⸝ ♡ ୧ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🤍 🕊️🖇️୧ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡ 🤍🦢☁️⛸️🕊️ ✧˖°. 🕯️🦢 ✧˖°. ☕✩°。 ⋆⸜ 🎧✮🤎 📜⋆.ೃ🎞࿔*:・🕰-'♡'- ⋆。˚ 📜🩰₊ ˚⊹ ⊹˚. ♡🧸📜🩰🤎⊹˚. ♡ 🐻☆⋆。𖦹°‧★ ⋆📦⭒🤎⭒🍪⭒🐻⋆ ☆⋆.ೃ࿔*:☕ 🪵☕︎₊ ⊹🧸༘⋆.𖥔 ݁ ˖🥮 ✩📓°。⋆⸜ 🤎✮ ༘⋆🏯₊˚⊹♡𓇢𓆸 🍵⋆。°🍡°⋆. ࿔*:・ *ੈ🍥.˚₊🍙༘ ⋆🍜˚。⋆ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆🍥 彡 ୧ ˚. ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍙 ⋅ ★🎸🎧⋆。 °⋆𖦹✮₊ ⊹ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆ ☁️🤍💫🌸🌙🌫 🧚‍♀️🌙🌫🤍💘✨💍🌿🥺 🦢🫧🤍☕️🎧 🎧🎤☁️🫧🤍💍 ⋆⭒˚。⋆🦢⋆⭒˚。⋆❀˖°🤍ㅤ ᵕ̈♡︎☁️☾ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ 🌙ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 ₊˚ 🌱 ⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ .𑁍 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑦 𓍼 ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧˚🌴⋆ ⋆.ೃ𐦍*:・⋆𐦍.ೃ࿔*:・ 🌸💫🍄🧚🏼 #🌱‧₊˚𖦹 ࣪.𓋼𓍊 ☘️ ๋࣭ ⭑⚘🐇🌲𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔ✿;༊🍄₊ ⊹ **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* .𖥔 ݁ ˖˚₊‧꒰ა 👁 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ˖ ݁𖥔.⭑꒰ঌ🫀໒꒱⭑.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ☁️꒰ঌ👁໒꒱W̯ͤ̾ͣ͝Ḛͭ̉̇͟I̍̅̀̎̊R͉̜̎͡͠D̶͔̭̪̻C̵͉͋̔͞O̖̼ͩ͌͐R͉̜̎͡͠Ḛͭ̉̇͟꒰ঌ👁໒꒱☁️ 𓆩𓁹𓆪 🥩🦷👀👁 ଘ👁ଓ ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -。꒱ྀི১ 💉 ❤️‍🩹 💉 ❤️‍🩹 💉 ❤️‍🩹 💉 ❤️‍🩹 💉 / *₊˚ʚ 🦇 ₊˚✧ ゚. 🗝 🔦 🗝 | ⏳ 👁 ⏳ | 🗝 🔦 🗝 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ 💕💌🍒 ʚ🍓ɞ♡⸝⸝˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ ⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆ ♥️ℒℴνℯ♥️ ❣️🧸💖💌✨ 🍫🎀💖 ⊹ ࣪ ˖🫧🧴✧° ˖ 🎧🫧🤍🦢✨ 🧹💖🫧🧼 🤍🌸🕊💨🕯🌿 🐇🐚🧴🥥 ✧˚ ༘ ⋆。 🧸🫧♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧💕⋆ ⋆。°✩⋆。°✩ 🌟🤍🦢🍦☁️🍯 ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆🍨₊ ⊹ ♡˗ˏ🍰໒ 🍦𓆩♡𓆪🕯 ⋆。°🕯️✩.˚₊ 。°✩💋🎧🎸⭐️°。 ✩°。🎧🎶📚🌃⭐️ ☆•°💋⭑𖦹☆ ☕️🍂🎧🎸💌 🍁☕️🎞️🍂 🫀 𖦹⭒★ 🪐⁠*⁠☆✧🎧🖇️♡💋🦢🎀💋🦢🎀💋🦢🎀₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.💌🧚‍♀️💗🌨🥡🍥🧸୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀🦪୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀૮⍝• ᴥ •⍝ა૮⍝• ᴥ •⍝ა૮⍝• ᴥ •⍝ა𝐂♡︎𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞
( ╹ -╹)? 💌 📪 ________________________ 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏, 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖. ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . 𝑰’𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒕. ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 🏹💗 𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚! 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒌 ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა ________________________ (๑/////๑ " )💌 📪 EXTRA: ( //>///<//)🎀 yes… yes i do 💗 do.. you like me..? (o/////o " )🚗 (⸝⸝⸝>﹏<⸝⸝⸝) YESSSS would you like to go with me to the dance? (¬////¬) PART 2 ONLY IF YOU LIKE THIS SERIES NAME: LOVESTRUCK 💗💗 new episode each week! like for more ★ starflann!! 🎀🍮
ding ding 🌸🌷🌸     🌸🌷🌸🌷🌸    Λ🌷🌸🌷🌸🌷    ( ˘ ᵕ ˘🌷🌸🌷 /    ヽ つ\  /     UU / 🎀 \ delivery for you my pretty boy/girl⋆˚✿˖°
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your a girl one day you apraoch school and walk into the bathroom and you enter a stall. Later when you get out you see a girl blushing at a boy,you dont think much of it though and continue the day. later, that same girl was at her lockers on her phone then she goes over to this boy with a smirk on her face. your wearing your reading glasses so you dont know who it is but you slowly take them off eager to find out who she was flirting with. your jaw drops as you Realize that she had been flirting with YOUR CRUSH!! whitch made you burst out in flames.out of nowhere you see her trying to kiss him, witch made you want to yell
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Somewhere, on a rutted, nearly impassible back road in rural Monroe, Connecticut, stands what locals call the House of the Faceless People. This ancient farmhouse is enclosed within a forest of gnarled, bent, and bony-looking trees, and all of its windows are boarded up. If visited at night, the house will be entirely dark. However, on certain occasions a dim kerosene lamp can be seen through the slats covering one of the windows. This, it is said, is the caretaker's room. He's an old man who oversees the faceless ones. Though he is occasionally spotted working around the yard or chasing away cars that pass by too slowly, his faceless charges remain nothing but a mystery. Some believe the house's inhabitants are the fabled Melonheads, however, no one truly knows who, or what, can be found inside the House of the Faceless People…
へ ♡ ╱|-`♡´- ૮ > <) ̤̮ (˚ˎ 。7 ִ ࣪𖤐 / ⁻ ៸| |、˜〵 乀(ˍ, ل ل じしˍ,)ノ⁠♡
╱|、 (˚ˎ 。7 |、˜〵 じしˍ,)ノ i love you 😘
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youuuu mfs are crazy!!! why the HELL are we having discourse on a fucking emoji combos website.. over SMUT!!!! "ehmmm kids r gonna see this" it is SOOO obvious it's actual kids writing ts. this is some 2020 wattpad lemon type shit. this is crazy... get off emojicombos.com wtf!!!
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。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚。𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝒷ℴ𝓎...  ゚・。🌷͙֒ ✩ search BLU3 RAMUN3 in 'search for emojis' for more... ᵕ̈ ✩
🤰🚑🏥👨🏻‍⚕️🛌🏿🤱👶🚕🏚️👦🧑🍌👧🏽🧔👩🏿💗💔🧑🏻‍❤️‍🧑🏿💋💕👰‍♂️...🧑🏻‍🦳🥺💔❤️‍🩹😞🥀💀☠️💀☠️💀---->👴🏻🙊⚰(×-×)🦕👼🏻✨✨✨✨✨✨✨(×-×)🐸
Y'all this is a place to share symbols, not politics. Shut up about I/P and get a hobby. (symbols for ya) >ᴗ< ʚɞ ⋆˚✿˖° -`♡´- ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ જ⁀➴ 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ⋆ ౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪𖹭★<𝟑ೀᯓ ᡣ𐭩✮༘⋆°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ᡣ𐭩๋ྀིྀི࣭ ⭑ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡︎૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა•ﻌ•૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა
“there are minors here!!” yeah but do they understand the porn written? 💀 and for the people writing the sotires, go on a porn website.
Les traigo algunos kaoemojis :3 - (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ - (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠) - (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)♡ - ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡ ♡⁠˖⁠꒰⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠⑅⁠꒱ - (⁠〃゚⁠3゚⁠〃⁠) - ⊂⁠(⁠・⁠﹏⁠・⁠⊂⁠) - ♡⁠(⁠˃͈⁠ ⁠દ⁠ ⁠˂͈⁠ ⁠༶⁠ ⁠) - (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠) - <⁠(⁠ ̄⁠︶⁠ ̄⁠)⁠> - (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠) - (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) - /⁠ᐠ⁠。⁠ꞈ⁠。⁠ᐟ⁠\ - ʕ⁠´⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠`⁠ʔ Esos son todos, son basicos pero la intencion es lo q cuenta! que tengan un buen día/noche y agradezco su like :3 ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა
, ribbon, croquettes 💫🎀💋 saturn ,cloud༄˖°.🪐.ೃ࿔*:・
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𐙚 𐙚 ౨ৎ ౨ৎ 𐙚
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🤟🏻, 🤍, 🫧
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🎀🫶🏻💌💓
୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡
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📖-`♡´-⋆˚࿔ 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
hii @.mars :3 ur smut was great ! pt2 as soon as u can? keep up the good work xo luv , .peach . 🍑 ⋆ ˚。 ⋆

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Please no d£ath threats to ppl who make fanfic thx and have a nice day
‎‧₊˚🎀𝒑𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒘𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒔 & 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒋𝒊𝒔 (𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔)🎀
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i saw people posting 13+ stories so here's mine!! you have a bully and his name is sam. he's tall, Asian, and muscular. today you and his got detention together. the teacher walked out of the classroom leaving you and him alone. he walks to your desk and hovers over it. he lifts your chin up and you look up with a disgusted face. "god. you're so beautiful." he says. you roll your eyes and you eye him up and down until you notice his c0ck bulging out. he sees that you've noticed so he locks the detention room door and picks you up. he puts you on the desk and yanks your clothes off. he shoves his finger inside of you. he quickly takes it in and out and you grip onto his shirt. he flips you on your stomach and thrusts his c0ck inside of you. he keeps on going while gripping your hair. he stops eventually and sits on a chair while putting you on his lap. he pulls out a v1brat0r and puts it in you on max. he squeezes ur t1t$ tightly and you bounce up and down on him. PT. 2???

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Hi there. My name is Evi and I’m 36 years old. Almost two years ago, on the 13 August 2015, I was involved in a serious road traffic accident. I don’t remember how it happened and I am grateful for that. The police told me that there was a pot hole on the side of the road which caught my front side wheel of my car and span me into opposite direction, where my car sadly hit another car at a combined speed of 100 mph. All I remember was waking up in the car and everything was in a very slow motion, in absolute quiet. No sense of smell or touch, just nothingness. Then the adrenaline kicked in and I had to drag myself out of the car because I could smell smoke. Still not knowing what had happened and where I was. The only thing I knew was that my legs weren’t working and that I did not want to burn. I was taken to St George’s Hospital, Major Trauma Centre. I remember being scared as I was in so much pain and dazed from all the painkiller drugs. There were lots of doctors, nurses, beeping noises, tubes, many questions thrown all in my direction, thousands of voices that didn't make sense to me. I had no idea why I couldn’t feel my legs and what was wrong with me. I spent two months in St George’s. Every day was a battle for me, especially as I don’t come from this country, I am from the Czech Republic, so I didn’t have my family around. It was a hard two months. All my dignity was gone. I became totally dependent on everyone around me. I had to learn to trust strangers very quickly. Their judgements, statements, advice and believe me it wasn’t always easy. But, on the other hand, I also had an amazing support from the wonderful therapy team, who helped with my rehab. The clinical nurse specialist, who was the right hand of my surgeon, always put a smile on my face. There was also the porter, the dinner lady and cleaning lady with her enormous enthusiasm for life. Meeting other patients and hearing their stories also helped and made me appreciate how lucky I was and that it could be worse, which became my daily mantra. All these people and their joined effort made me work twice as hard so their hard work wouldn’t be wasted.

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