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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✨😱
ʰᵉʸ.... ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵘˢᵗ'ᵛᵉ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ʰᵒʳʳⁱᵇˡᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ, ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ʳᵉᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵒⁿ, ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜˡⁱᶜᵏ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵍ '' ᶜᵘᵗⁱᵉʳᵒⁱ ,, ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᶜʳᵒˡˡ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ ᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʰᵉˡᵖᶠᵘˡ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ.. ʰᵒᵖᵉᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᵘ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ..
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✧:・゚( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ・゚✧𝙈𝙮 𝘽𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙈𝙚✧:・゚( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ・゚✧ ╭───────· · ୨୧ · · ────────╮ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓐𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽: ╰─────── · · ୨୧ · · ────────╯ ⠀⠀ ⠀:¨ ·.· ¨: ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ `· . ꔫ ╭──────────.★..──────────────────────────╮ ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ ⋆。‧˚ʚ Name: 𝑲𝒂𝒊 ɞ˚‧。⋆ જ⁀➴ Age: 𝟙𝟠 🕊 ˚✧ ₊˚ Pronouns: 𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖎𝖒 ✮˚.彡⋆。˚ Height: 𝟝'𝟜" ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚.˳·˖✶✶˖·˳.๋࣭⋆.ೃ࿔*:・˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚.˳·˖✶✶˖·˳.๋࣭⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ˚₊‧꒰ა Name: 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 {𝓡𝓳} ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ °❀⋆. Age: 𝟙𝟡 *・⋆.ೃ✧ Pronouns: 𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖎𝖒 * ੈ✩‧₊˚ Height: 𝟞'𝟙" ⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•❅*‧ ‧*❆ ₊⋆⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚ ✂ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ ๋࣭ ⋆。 °✩ Name: 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 ✩⋆° 。 ๋ ✧°⋆˚୨୧⋆。 Age: 𝟙𝟟 ‧₊˚જ⁀➴๋࣭ ⭑๋࣭ ⭑ Pronouns: 𝖘𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖊𝖗 𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ‧⊹♡☁️ Height: 𝟝'𝟚" ๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ ⋆ ˚。⋆୨𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐧୧⋆ ˚。⋆ ⊹⋆ꖛ`ʬ۪꒰ Age: 𝟙𝟠꒰ʬ۪`ꖛ⋆⊹ ๋࣭ ⋆。 °✩ Pronouns: 𝖘𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖊𝖗 ꒰ა ˚₊ ✧・Height: 𝟝'𝟛" ︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿ ╰─..★.───────────────────────────────────╯ ♡ ☆ .♡‧₊˚ 🌠 ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮ ㅤ ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮. ( ) ♡ ( )☆ ♡ ╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮ ͜ ◟◞╯♡ . ☆ ㅤㅤ( )☆ ♡ ♡   ╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞╯ . ☆ /) /) ପ(˶•-•˶)ଓ ~ If you want to view the story, please press the "M.B.I.I.W.M" tag /づ づ
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( ╹ -╹)? 💌 📪 ________________________ 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!! 🎀🍮
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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 💞
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 .
Story of the wonder girl: I was a depressed freak. No one in school wanted to play brookhaven with me. They're all fake, I thought to myself, I should shoot up the school. I had long black hair that reached all the way down to my thighs. I have bright blinding blue eyes that could make anyone blind if they stared into my eyes for too long. But no one ever stared at me anyway, I was just a freak in their dull black and white eyes that couldn't see the world how I saw it. I slowly walk to the closest gun store. I lived in America, so there was always a store that sold guns around the corner. "aren't you a little too young to be here?" the owner asked. My blue eyes slowly turn into a shade of blood red. I couldn't take the daily ridicule of not just the cruel high schoolers, but now also workers who were clearly below me on the social ranking. I curl my hand into a fist and smashed the glass that kept me away from the AK-47. "NO" the broke worker who probably had nothing left to live for cried. The minute my left hand managed to take ahold of the AK-47, the underpaid worker knew it was over for him. I shuffle back holding the gun as my hands slip into position, then boom. I fire the gun at the worker sending him crashing into the wall. A small smile appeared on my face. "heh..time to shoot up the school," I whispered reassuringly to myself while laughing quietly. The blood red color in my eyes were hard to see at first, but now they were easy to see from a mile away, meaning I craved blood. I calmly slip the AK-47 into my bag, then realize that I should get more people to shoot up the school with me, which meant I needed more guns. I kept smashing the glass and taking more and more guns. a mini gun, a rifle, a sniper, a pistol, and much more. I looked up at the workers body, which had now slid down to the ground and was bleeding out at a rapid rate. That fool, I thought. He dared to question me, and now he faced the cost of it. I walk out of the gun store as if nothing happened, knowing it was quite the opposite. I close my eyes for a minute and take full control of my inner demons that I let come out when I got mad at the worker. My bag gave me a lot back pain since most of the guns were extremely heavy. "I must suffer a bit in order to accomplish a goal.." I said to myself. But while I wasn't looking, an old man had crept up behind me. "Watcha doin' lil girl? Girls like you should't be thinking." I couldn't control my inner demons. I instantly start levitating and strike the old man down. I saw 10 people on the sidewalk, staring, like they'd just seen Satan himself. They weren't just anyone though, They were witnesses. They all had to die. My inner demons now in full control grab the minigun from my bag and shoot everyone there. "NO WITNESSES." My inner demons chanted over and over again. "NO.. WITNESSES!!!!" Once everyone on the sidewalk had been shot up with the minigun, I take control of my demons, put the gun back in my bag, and continue walking. I knew no one would notice a few dead bodies on the side of the road, people always got shot up in America so this was normal. I look up from the bloody sidewalk as my hair flew in the wind. I had to go home, and plan how I was going to shoot up the school. (part 2??)

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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.
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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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ʜᴇʟʟᴏ! ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴘᴜᴛ ɪɴᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴘʀɪᴀᴛᴇ sᴛᴜғғ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴋɪᴅs ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴋᴀᴏᴍᴏᴊɪ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɴɪᴄᴇ ɪғ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀ sᴀғᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.
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🩻 (❀˙ᵕ˙) 000  ◍  ◦  ⌣ welcm to gg.//Asuke *!* ⊂⊃﹒キツネ﹕🌊﹐⇅! 💠 🍶 ⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊ 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓! 𝐴𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑠 + 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠! ﹐⊂⊃﹒𝙜𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙖/𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧! ﹒☆﹒⬚﹒ 𝑠𝑓𝑤 + 𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑐 --------------------- 🧊 Free Gachas oc , Hacks and much more *!* 💦 ᶻ𝖟﹒ı𝖑ı𝖑﹐ 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙟𝙞𝙨! ﹑💤 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝐠𝐠. //Asuke ⊂⊃﹒キツネ : 🌀﹐⇅ 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑦! [ᏞᏆΝᏦ](https://discord.com/invite/fHffUaRW)
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i will shit war zebras galloping over your grandmas dead body shut the FUCK up and let me find my goddamn emoji combos i cant see shit when you bitches keep on beefing WHO STARTED ALL THIS THO? I’M PISSED WTF?? ITS ON SIGHT FOR THOSE HORNY PEOPLE, FUCK YOU HORNY MFS 😭😭 ( ^ω^ ) <3 𓆩♡𓆪 ༝༚༝༚ .ᐟ
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⣅⣀⢈⣩⣷⣶⣦⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⠴⣒⣤⣀⡲⣶⣤⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⢾⣿⣯⡿⠟⠋⠈⠻⡛⠋⠹⣗⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⠊⢔⢉⢙⣹⡿⠳⣙⡊⣓⣉⣒⡤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡟⣡⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠑⠢⡍⡧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠐⡇⠀⠻⣿⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠻⣟⠋⠙⠓⢤⣠⡴⣶⡿⣛⣉⣁⠒⠢⣄⣀⠀⣀⣤⡶⢺⣷⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠱⡀⢾⠁⠀⠀⠀⣀⡠⠤⠶⠒⣺⠿⣟⢠⣯⣃⣳⡾⠲⠷⣮⣥⣴⣮⣤⣤⣬⣿⣟⣻⡿⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠢⣷⣦⣤⣾⣿⣷⣶⡂⢉⡤⢊⣥⣿⡿⠿⠿⢿⣦⣤⣀⠈⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡤⢤⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠉⠛⠛⠛⠋⡴⣻⣿⠏⠀⠀⠀⠘⢿⢯⠀⠳⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠔⠁⠀⢀⢽⣿⣦⡄⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠎⣡⢁⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠫⣳⠄⢹⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣴⣿⣿⣿⠞⠁⠈⢿⢿⡷⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⣰⣾⣏⠩⡉⠰⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⢂⡴⢛⠎⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠷⣾⣿⡀⠀⢠⣾⣿⣿⡿⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⣸⣾⠃⠀⢀ ⠀⣰⡇⠈⠙⠤⣽⣧⣹⣷⣤⣀⣴⣡⡤⠔⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠓⠒⠛⠛⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⣀⣴⣾⡿⠁⠀⠀⠘ ⢰⣟⣹⡄⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⠻⠿⠛⠋⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⡀⢀⡖⠁⢸⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⢹⡇⠂⢡⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡁⠀⠠⣬⣧⣀⡜⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠱⡄⠀⠣⠀⣠⣤⣤⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⢶⠃⠙⠋⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠈⠢⢀⣙⠿⣿⡿⢿⣷⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⡾⡄⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠑⠊⠁⢀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠺⢷⣿⣿⡶⠤⢕⡄⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⣠⠔⠂⢶⣶⣿⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡸⠁⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⣠⡎⠀⣀⣠⡾⠟⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⣿⠋⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⡁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀fllw me on pinterest : pinkiace ୨୧
𝐈’𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝟔𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐝 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥. 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐉𝐉𝐉𝐉𝐣𝐣𝐣𝐣𝐖𝐖𝐖𝐖𝐰𝐰𝐰𝐰𝐬𝐣𝐝𝐣𝐝𝐣𝐝𝐣𝐝𝐣𝐝𝐝𝐣𝐝𝐣𝐣𝐝𝐝𝐣 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 🎀 -𝐘 (∩✧ω✧)⊃━☆゚.*
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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!!!
It was one of those nights when the sky was so black that it seemed to be sucking in all the light around it, as if even the stars were afraid to shine. The wind howled like a hungry wolf, searching for something to devour. The air was cold and biting, making even the bravest of souls shiver uncontrollably. In the heart of this desolate landscape, a small figure shuffled along, her arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders in a futile attempt to ward off the icy chill. She was dressed in tattered rags, her once-white dress now stained and dirty from God knows how long she had been wandering. Her long, dark hair whipped wildly around her face, obscuring it from view. Her name was Lily, but that was all she could remember. She couldn't recall how she had ended up here, or where home was. All she knew was that she had to keep moving, to keep searching, in the hopes that she might find something - someone - who could help her. As she trudged through the desolate landscape, her bare feet aching with every step, she caught a glimpse of a faint light flickering in the distance. Her heart leaped with hope, and she redoubled her efforts to reach it. The light grew brighter as she approached, revealing itself to be a crackling fire, its warmth beckoning to her like a beacon. Lily drew closer, her weary body practically collapsing with relief as the heat enveloped her. Around the fire, she noticed a group of figures, their eyes gleaming with emotionless fury. They were dressed similarly to her mother, their robes embroidered with symbols of prestige and power. As she approached, they parted to make way for her, their expressions shifting from anger to curiosity and then back again. "Who are you?" one of them demanded, her voice cold as ice. "And how did you find your way here?" Lily looked up, meeting the woman's gaze. She was tall and regal, her hair a striking shade of silver that seemed to glow in the firelight. Even though she was old, Lily could sense an aura of power and authority emanating from her. "My name is Lily," she said softly, her voice barely audible over the crackling of the fire. "I... I don't remember how I got here. I just keep walking, hoping to find someone who can help me." The leader of the group, an elderly woman with silver hair, cocked her head to the side. There was something about Lily's innocence and vulnerability that struck her as peculiar. Most people who stumbled upon their secretive society were either terrified or angry, but Lily seemed to feel neither emotion. She was simply confused and lost. "Very well, Lily," the elderly woman said, her voice soft and gentle. "You have found your way to us. And now, it is our duty to help you find your way home."🔮
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❗Berry Avenue Story❗ I had a friend, Lily. She had the most perfect, straight, blond hair with the most gorgeous pair of chestnut eyes. Everyone loved her- no, they adored her. Every time she walked in the hall, she always left girls complimenting her and boys deeply in love. But for me, it was different. They didn't care about me at all. In fact, they acted like I didn't exist and I wasn't there. Although Lily was popular and all, she was really nice to me and everyone and had good grades. She was a good friend, but I was jealous of her. One day, I invited her to a sleepover, and that's when I took action and made sure she wouldn't be back. Everyone was in shock, they couldn't believe that Lily had died. After that night, the police found her body in a shed. After that, I dated Lily's boyfriend, my long-time crush. After we finally became adults, he proposed to me. I was so excited for our wedding-and it was today. I felt so gorgeous and beautiful in my white pearl wedding dress. Though I did feel a bit of guilt towards Lily. Over these years, I've been trying to do my best to forget about her and move on. Just as we were about to complete the ceremony, a woman wearing a black wedding dress with wilted flowers in her hand walked on the aisle. We were all confused and told her to leave. She was wearing a black veil over her face, and looked down. When she finally looked up and removed her veil, I realized that it was Lily. In terror, I dropped the bouquet and fled. He came up to me and asked what happened. I asked, "You didn't see her?" He was extremely shocked and asked, "What do you mean? See who? Are you imagining things?" Soon, I felt faint and fainted. It was a totally blackout, I couldn't see anything or even move. But I sure was awake. And when I finally was able to open my eyes, I was in a hospital, in one of those hospital gowns. I looked at myself, I was all weak, and wrinkly. A lady there smiled at me and said, "It was great being your nurse. I'm so sorry that you couldn't live any longer." Someone was about to unplug something, and that's when I saw a ghostly figure of Lily and she said, "This is my revenge, you're coming down with me."
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"You're not going anywhere, you hear me?" Rachel's voice crackled over the phone line. Her words hung in the air, echoing the weight of her grip on the receiver. "I just need some space," came the muffled response. It was barely audible, but Rachel heard it, clear as day. She knew that tone. It was the one her younger brother, Alex, used when he was hiding something. Rachel glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was a quarter to eight, and the day had been one never-ending battle of wills. She'd had enough. "Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but you're coming to stay with me for a while." Alex sighed heavily. Rachel could picture him slumped on the edge of his bed, his eyes red-rimmed and bloodshot. "I'm not a kid anymore, Rach," he said, the words dragging like lead. "I can handle it." Rachel felt the familiar tightness in her chest. She'd always been the strong one, the one who took care of everyone else. But Alex? He was her baby brother. He was supposed to be invincible. The kitchen was spotless, the smell of lemon cleaner still lingering in the air. Rachel had been trying to distract herself from her worry by scrubbing down every surface. But it was no use; the gleaming tiles and chrome only reflected her fears back at her. She took a deep breath and leaned against the cool counter. "Just come over, okay?" she said softly. "We'll talk it out." There was a pause, so long she thought the line had gone dead. Then, "Okay." It was almost imperceptible, but Rachel heard the defeat in his voice. She swallowed the lump in her throat. Alex arrived an hour later, his shoulders hunched and his eyes cast down. Rachel didn't know what was going on with him, but she knew it was bad. As she pulled him into a tight hug, she felt his body tense. "It's going to be okay," she murmured. "I'm here for you." The apartment was quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the distant wail of a siren. Rachel made them both tea, the warmth of the mug feeling like a lifeline in her trembling hand. They sat at the small table, the silence thick and oppressive. Rachel's heart hammered in her chest as she waited for him to speak. Finally, Alex looked up, his eyes brimming with tears. "It's just... it's all too much, Rach." He took a shaky breath. "I don't think I can do this anymore." The words hung in the air, a dark cloud threatening to suffocate them both. Rachel's heart skipped a beat as she realized the gravity of the situation. She reached out, her hand shaking slightly as it hovered over his. "Do what, Alex?" He stared into his tea, the steam swirling around his face. "Everything," he whispered. "I don't know how to keep going." The weight of his confession settled heavily on Rachel's shoulders. She had no idea what kind of storm was raging inside him, but she knew she had to be the one to help him weather it.
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Hi guys! I'm Gutz, and I'm gonna be a writer! (NOT SMUT RELATED, DO NOT ASK!) You will be able to find my stories under the tag DeadWolfGutz. Talk with me, read things, whatever the hell. I'll mainly be writing mystery, horror, action, fantasy, that shit. I'll try to post frequently, but I can't promise I will. And to verify it's me, I'll use the emojis 🐺🩸🧠 in the beginning of all my stories.
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The Mafia Hearing someone weeping in Jade, her sister's, room, Trisha quietly and silently, like her father taught them, went in. Jade was actually crying about Jason, her boyfriend. Trisha scowled, "Him, again, Jade? I swear you gotta break up with him. He won't stop breaking your heart and then trying to repair it again." Then she continued, "One of these days, if he does this again, I swear I'm going to use all of the methods Dad taught us on him," Jade sniffled, "Well, I guess you won't have to do that," Trisha, who was previously casually leaning on the wall, stood up straight and prompted, "What do you mean by that?" Jade said, "What I mean is that Jason broke up with me so we're not together anymore!" Trisha was shocked, Jade's boyfriends NEVER and she means NEVER EVER broke with Jade before. Only Trisha had to convince Jade to break up with them because they weren't deserving enough for her. "I'm gonna k!ll him," Trisha was about to walk off but Jade pulled her, "Please. You know it's bad enough that some people are making rumors that we're part of the Mafia. Doing that will only just prove their assumptions." Trisha scoffed, "So what? It's not a rumor anyways, it's true," Jade said, "How about this? I need some time alone and then I'll think about it, and maybe you can make a decision?" Trisha said, "Jade, do you know why I think you're adopted?" Jade shook her head, "-because you have a soft spot. You're so overly nice to people. We're the Mafia, we gotta be strong and we DEFINITELY will do something when someone breaks our heart." Jade laughed lightly, "Haha, I'd rather not listen to your advice right now." All her life, Trisha had been cold-hearted to everyone and tough. But to Jade, she had a soft spot for her. Trisha softly said, "Hey, I know it's hard to recover from a break-up. When I had to break up with boys, unlike you, I didn't have a sister to help get revenge," Jade looked at her, "You had Dad, and you know how strict and tough Dad is." Trisha said, "Whatt, that's a dad thing! All dads are overprotective of their daughters when stuff like that happens." Jade smiled, "I'll think about it, and if I agree, I'm doing it myself." Trisha exclaimed, "WHOOP WHOOP! That's what I'm talking about! Top-notch daughter of the Mafia!"
they're just like me. but different. now that im gone.. i can FINALLY be alone. its like a wish i never asked for..! im finally in peace, in peace. in peace.. ‘ WAKE UP ’ huh??? what.. what happened?? im. back??? but i was alone a minute ago???? now.. THEY GANGED UP? SERIOUSLY???? YOU KIDDING ?? ' you should leave. karmas coming ' WHAT??????? THEY WERE FOLLOWING ME ALL THIS TIME.. THEY.. THEY..... THEY. they. erm.. RAHHHHH THEY FOUND ME. TAJSJSHSJSJSNSMSHK.!!! I CANT HELP IT. AHHHHHHHHHHHH. AHHHHH. IM . IM. IM. ERM.... GOD SAVE MEEEE RAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHÁ i, WOKE UP??? IT DOESN'T LOOK THE SAME..!!!!!! Part two soon <3 - mina!
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STORYTIMEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! So one time it was midnight and i was trynaa get some SNORK MIIIMIMIMIMIMIMI time 💤💤 yk. And my older brother flicked the lights on and off in my room and woke me up. I got out of bed and asked what he wanted and he showed me a picture of the FATTEST PIGEON YOU HAVE EVER SEEN LIKE--- IT WAS THE BIGGEST FRICKING BIRD EVER!!! So then a year after that happened he got me a very fat pigeon stuffed animal and I named it after him. Idk just a random story that you had to hear :3 ---ASH0NP4WZZ⋆°⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
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kyl lottie, lauren, and toad 😘😍૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა
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𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . █▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ 𝟏𝟎% ███▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ 𝟐𝟎% █████▒▒▒▒▒ 𝟓𝟎% ███████▒▒▒ 𝟕𝟎% ██████████ 𝟏𝟎𝟎% ‿̩͙‿ ༺ 🤍🖤 ༻ ‿̩͙‿ "𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝙸’𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚎! 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝙸’𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎! ❤️‍🩹" ➛ 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎!: °💤. ➵𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚒𝚊 °💭. ➵𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: 𝚂𝚑𝚎/𝙷𝚎𝚛 °☕️. ➵𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙿𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 °♟️. ➵𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖:𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜: ⌔ , ҂ 🎴𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕: 𝙲𝚊𝚝 食 🥛،𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔: 𝙱𝚘𝚋𝚊 蠽 🎞જ ➛𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍: 𝙿𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚊 𑁯໋🎧★𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙: 𝚂𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝 ┈┈┈┈․° 🖤🤍 °․┈┈┈┈ ☆. ° 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 🛹 ‧₊˚ ➤𝙸 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 ‧₊˚ 🎀 ‧₊˚ 🏀 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕! ──────────────────────── ➺ ✧˖° 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐪 ♯. ¡ 𖤐 ⛸️ ➠ 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘂 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁? ★ ₊ ⊹ ʚ 🎲 ɞ (𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔) ♯. ¡ 𖤐 🗝 ➠ 𝗱𝗼 𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱? 🔪. ˖* 愛. ♡ ° (𝚈𝚎𝚜) ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ 𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 . 🖇📰🎓 ⚝‧ ₊°𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 💋 ⚝‧ ₊° 💋 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐! (To check out my seires search Mimihugs555) •─────⋅☾ 💌🖤 ☽⋅─────•

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