O Captain! My Captain! Emojis & Text

Copy & Paste O Captain! My Captain! Emojis & Symbols To Be Read At The Openingof D. P. S. MeetingsI wen

To Be Read At The Opening of D. P. S. Meetings I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately... I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life! To put to rout all that was not life... And not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived...

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🧳☕️♟🎞📞🕰📜💼📺🏛🎻🏹🪵
💀📜🖋👥
🔪👉🤗🤗
𓂃🖊
:¨ ·.· ¨: `· . ୨୧⭒๋࣭ ❝𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞❞
𓍯𓂃
。˚.☕𐙚📜⭒๋࣭ ⭑🖋˚𔓘。💭ꨄ︎
✨🍂🎭𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖕𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖒
🪶✍🏻𐙚🧸🎀
𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝑺𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑺𝒐, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝑰 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖? ♡
♡Poem by me♡ 𝓛𝓮𝓽'𝓼 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘. 𝓑𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓼𝓴𝔂. 𝓘𝓷 𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓼, 𝔀𝓮'𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓫𝓮, 𝓑𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮'𝓼 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓭𝔂.
₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧In the vast expanse of night's embrace, Moon and Sol, a distant love story takes place. As the world draws near its final breath, They confess their love, facing the brink of death. Moon, with her silver glow and gentle grace, Yearns for Sol's warmth, a distant embrace. She orbits in silence, a celestial dance, Hoping for a chance, a fleeting romance. Sol, radiant and bright, a fiery ball of light, Longs to hold Moon, to kiss her goodnight. He burns with passion, his rays reaching out, But their love is forbidden, clouded in doubt. For they reside in separate realms, worlds apart, Bound by destiny, unable to start. Moon, cold and distant, whispers in the dark, Her love for Sol, an eternal burning spark. Sol, fierce and glowing, shines from afar, His love for Moon, like a distant star. They watch each other, across the vast divide, Yearning for a love they can never hide. In the twilight hour, as the end draws near, Moon and Sol's love becomes crystal clear. They confess their feelings, their hearts laid bare, Knowing their love is destined for despair. As the world crumbles, and darkness falls, Moon and Sol share a love that enthralls. Their story, a tragedy of love unfulfilled, Yet their connection remains, unbreakable and skilled. In the final moments, as chaos consumes, Moon and Sol unite, their love now blooms. For even as the world comes to its end, Their love transcends, forever it will extend. Moon, Sol, an eternal love story, Written in the stars, their legacy of glory. Though their love may never be fully requited, In the depth of the cosmos, their love is ignited. ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.
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ִֶָ ˖ ࣪ ɪ ʟᴀʏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ᴏꜰ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ, ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟꜱ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴍᴇ. ࣪ ˖ ִֶָ ִֶָ ˖ ࣪ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ɪꜱ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ, ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇʟᴇɢᴀɴᴛ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ. ࣪ ˖ ִֶָ ִֶָ ˖ ࣪ ɪ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ, ɪᴛꜱ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ࣪ ˖ ִֶָ ִֶָ ˖ ࣪ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ. ᯓᡣ𐭩 ࣪ ˖ ִֶָ ₊˚𖤣 ˖ ִֶָ𖥧‧₊
∩――――∩ 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷, 𝓪 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 || ∧ ヘ  || 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓰 𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓾𝓹 𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱 || (* ´ ー`) | 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓮 |ノ^⌒⌒づ` ̄ \ 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷’ 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝓮 ( ノ  ⌒ ヽ \ 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷, 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓯 𝓲 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 \  || ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄|| 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾?   \,ノ|| 𝓼𝓸, 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓲 𝓭𝓲𝓮, 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓲 𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓭𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾? ‘𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓪𝓫𝔂, 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓼𝓸, 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓻? '𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓲 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 ^ 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚚𝚊𝚠𝚜 𝟺 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 >~< ^
════*.·:·.✧ᴀ ᴘɪʟʟᴀʀ ʀᴀɪꜱɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ✧.·:·.*════ ❝ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ɪ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ, ʟᴏᴛᴜꜱ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴜᴇ ꜰɪᴠᴇ ʙʀᴀɴᴄʜᴇᴅ ʙᴀʀꜱ, ᴛᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʀᴜᴍʙʟᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴋʏ, ᴘɪʟʟᴀʀꜱ ᴡᴀʏ ᴜᴘ ʜɪɢʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ɢʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪꜱʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴇꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ, ꜱᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴡɪʀʟɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱɪᴅᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴀʙʏꜱꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀꜰᴀʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʙʙʟᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇɴᴄᴀᴘꜱᴜʟᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏʟᴀʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ, ᴀ ʟᴀɴᴅꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʀᴀᴛᴇʀꜱ, ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴇꜱᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏɴɪᴄ ᴍᴀʀꜱ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴘɪᴀɴᴏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀꜱ ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ-ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ꜱᴄᴀʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪᴅᴇ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴀᴠᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟ, ꜰʀᴏᴢᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘᴀᴜꜱᴇᴅ, ʟɪᴍᴇʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏ ɪꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.❞ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ— ☆ᗩᒪᒪᗰIGᕼT☆
𝘼𝙧𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙮𝙨 - 𝙄 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝘽𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 / 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙟𝙞𝙨 🫶 𝙗𝙮 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞 😘 ( @𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙡𝙦𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙨𝙖𝙧𝙩 ) 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙫𝙖𝙘𝙪𝙪𝙢 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 😶‍🌫️ 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 🚗 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 ☕ 🔥 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 ☕ 🫖 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 🤫 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 🫀 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 🫣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙄 💭 🤷 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙘𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙚𝙩 🥶 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 (𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚) 𝙃𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 💇‍♀️ 𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 (𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚) 𝘼𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 🌊 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 🤫 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 🫀 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 🫣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙄 💭 🤷 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 (𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵) 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙫𝙖𝙘𝙪𝙪𝙢 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙧 (𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵) 𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 🫵 😶‍🌫️ (𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨) 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖 (𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵) 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 (𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵) 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 (𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵) 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 (𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵) 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵 (𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 🫵)
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒔, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆, 𝑻𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 ᰔᩚ ˖° 🫧 。˚꩜
💌🌷✨️📜🪶
⁠*✧⁠◝ʕᄒ⁠ᴥ⁠ᄒʔฅ~♡ ʕ⁠·⁠ ᴥ ⁠· ✿ʔ。⁠*゚⁠+⁠*⁠. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝑺𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒔 -𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕.𝒎𝒊𝒊 𓆏
. ⊹ ࣪˖ 🧸🕰️🖋️📜 𖥔 ݁˖
𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃
"My love for you is as big as the sky, A love that will rise to the stars high. This love I have for you never stops growing, I promise to love you more each morning."
💼🧳🐻🦅🦉🦇🪶🪵🍂☕️🏰🛖🎞🕰⏳🧹📜🤎
┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆。˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★ᵀʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵒⁿ ᵃ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳᶠᵘˡˡʸ ˡⁱᵗ ʰᵒˡᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵖᵉˢᵗʳʸ ᵒᶠ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵉ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵐᵉ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ʰᵒʷ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡˡʸ ˢʰᵉ ᵍˡᵒʷˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ⁱˢ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ˢʰᵉ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃʳ ᵐʸ ᶜʳʸˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈʳʸ ᵐʸ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆。˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★
☕︎ 𓍢ִ໋ ✧˚ ༘ ⋆
✐ᝰ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
📜🖋️🖌️🌿
🎧ྀི♪⊹₊ ⋆🖋
🌕 * .• 𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒂, 𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓
📖🎧✨☕
I've been on here for awhile and have NEVER seen those 'thorny' people everyone's talking about. how about we all just let it go, people who are thorny, annoyed of the thorny, and annoyed of the annoyed of the thorny, let's just post cute emoji combos please and thank you ᘞ ˚ ۪
🪕🥜🎻📔♟️🦋👞💼📜🕯️🕰️🖋️🧹⚰️🎱🏹🏛️🐎🥀🍷🥢🗝️
‧₊˚ : ɪ ᴀ𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙪ᥴk іᥒ α ᑯ𝗋𝖾αꭑ ★. (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡ ꕤ*.゚ [type starcoreboy for more!!]✮⋆˙
🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚♡ ☆꧁I caught a sparkle of light in your eyes that day, I bathed in it; 'Was transported to heaven's gates by it, But I fall at my feet. My words shall only be composed, I can't speak, My inner voice calling my outer self, "weak", Admiring from afar secretly, me.꧂☆ 🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚♡
𐙚☆. Respectfully, take all this fucking beefing, venting, and politics to twt/X because its lwk annoying and THIS IS AN EMOJI SITE. NOT FOR WAR DISCUSSIONS, ETC. Let people find combos and discord bios in peace .♡♱
🪶.𖥔 ݁ ˖✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊
"𝐀 𝖼ɦ𝗂ᥣᑯ ω𝗂𝗍ɦ α𐓣 α𐓣𝗂ꭑαᥣ 𝗌ⱺυᥣ" poem by: me (if you want to find me again, look for "Chip !!!" on pinterest ᡣ𐭩) ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴏ ᴅɪᴍ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴs ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛs ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡɪᴛɴᴇss ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀ ʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ sʜᴀʀᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ᴀ sᴇᴛ ᴏғ ғɪɴs ʏᴇʟʟᴏᴡ sᴋɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴡɪᴍ ғᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɢɪʟʟs ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴡɪsʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ 🦈 ๋࣭ ⭑ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀs ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴡɪɴᴅs ʙʟᴏᴡ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ɪ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ғᴜʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴍɪss ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ sɪᴍɪʟᴀʀs sᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ʟᴇssᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇs ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄᴏʀᴘsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ sʜᴀʀᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ғᴜʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ғᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀᴡs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴀɪʟ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴜɴ sᴏ ғᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ sᴏ ʜɪɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪʀᴅs ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴡɪsʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ 🐈‍⬛ ๋࣭ ⭑ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇs ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ sᴏᴜʟ ⃤⃝- ๋࣭ ⭑
* ੈ ♡ ⸝⸝🪐 ༘ ⋆
⋆˙⟡🪶─ .✦📜⊹₊ ݁.୨୧‧₊˚ 🕯️𓍯๋࣭ .𖥔 ݁ ˖
ᝰ🖋️ˎˊ˗.𖥔 ݁ ˖
𓍯𓂃🖋📜✍🏼
his a bitch i don't like him anymore.😶😶😶😶
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞! ˗ˏˋ 🎥 ˎˊ˗ 🎞️ ༝༚ name ༝༚⋆⑅ . ˚₊ 𓍯𓂃 ˙✧˖° prn 🎭 prn ༘ ⋆。˚♪ 𝄞 𓍢ִ໋ dni/extra⨾ 𓍢ִ໋ ☮ 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖑: 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋 𝖇𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖊.-𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖊 voxelcomputer for more!!
° ˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🍂⋆.🍵 ೃ࿔ 📖 *:・
* ੈ ♡ ⸝⸝🪐 ༘ ⋆
Skibidi Toilet stared at the reflection in the mirror, his eyes red from crying. It had been a rough week, and it was only Tuesday. He had to make a decision he never thought he'd face. The room was silent, except for the occasional drip of the faucet echoing through the emptiness. It was a stark contrast to the usual laughter and banter that filled his house when LankyBox was around. LankyBox, with his awkward charm and gaming prowess, had captured Skibidi's heart. But the cracks in their relationship had started to show when Skibidi realized that Lanky's 'gyatt' was at a mere level one. It was something he had tried to overlook, but in the hypercompetitive world of gaming, it was a glaring weakness. The lack of confidence in Lanky's voice when he played, the way he'd shrink away during raids - it all pointed to the same thing. No rizz. Skibidi knew he had to face the music. He took a deep breath, wiped his tears, and opened his computer. His fingers hovered over the keys, composing a message in his mind before he finally started typing. "Hey Lanky, we need to talk." The words felt like lead as they materialized on the screen. He stared at them for what felt like an eternity before hitting send. The minutes ticked by like hours. The anticipation was unbearable. Finally, a notification popped up. Lanky had seen the message. Skibidi's heart raced as he waited for a response. The seconds stretched into minutes, and just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, the chat bubble flickered to life. "What's up, Skib?" Skibidi's fingers trembled as he began to type. "I don't think we're... compatible anymore. I need someone with more... presence in the game." The words stung as he wrote them, but he knew he had to be honest. Lanky's silence was deafening, and Skibidi felt the weight of his words hanging in the digital void. He waited, his eyes glued to the screen. After what felt like an eternity, Lanky responded, "What do you mean?" His avatar's expression was a blend of confusion and sadness. Skibidi's chest tightened, but he couldn't take it back now. "I need someone who can keep up with me, Lanky. Someone who doesn't hold me back with your low level gyatt." The words felt like a betrayal, but he had to be firm. Lanky went offline without another word, leaving Skibidi to face the cold reality of his decision. The house was eerily quiet, and Skibidi couldn't shake the feeling that he had made a terrible mistake. He tossed and turned in bed that night, plagued by thoughts of Lanky's hurt expression and the hollowness of their once vibrant relationship. The next morning, Lanky was gone. His side of the bed was cold, and his gaming chair sat empty. Skibidi felt a pang of regret, but he pushed it aside, telling himself he'd done what was best for both of them. He went about his day, trying to focus on work and friends, but every time he looked at his gaming setup, the void was glaring. That evening, Lanky returned home, his eyes puffy from crying. He'd spent the day scouring the internet for answers to his gyatt woes, determined to prove himself. He had bookmarked countless articles and YouTube tutorials titled "How to Level Up Your Gyatt in Record Time," avoiding the clickbait promises of overnight transformations. He sat at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on the floor, avoiding eye contact. "Lanky," Skibidi began tentatively, "I didn't mean to hurt you." Lanky looked up, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and determination. "I know," he said, his voice small. "But I want to change. I want to be someone you can be proud of in the game." The next week, Lanky threw himself into training. He watched videos, read blogs, and even signed up for an online gyatt boot camp. The house was a blur of energy drinks and furious typing as Lanky competed in the World Gyatt Olympics, an intense digital competition where contestants battled to push each other out of the virtual ring using their charm and wit. Days turned into weeks, and Skibidi could see the change in Lanky. He was more confident, his laughter grew louder, and there was a spark in his eyes that hadn't been there before. The WGO finals approached, and Lanky's dedication paid off. He found himself in the final round, his heart racing as the virtual lights shone down on him. The contestants were all skilled, but Lanky had something extra—desperation, hope, and a love that fueled his every move. The match was intense. Lanky's avatar, once a noobish representation of himself, had morphed into a force to be reckoned with. His quips were sharper, his strategies more refined. And then it happened—Lanky pushed the last player out of the ring with a flourish of digital finesse. The chat exploded with congratulatory emojis and cheers, and there it was, the gold gyatt medal appearing around his avatar's neck. Skibidi watched from the sidelines, his heart swelling with pride. He couldn't believe it. Lanky had done it. He'd gone from a level one to a champion. The TV broadcasted the final moments of Lanky's victory, and as the camera zoomed in on his triumphant face, Skibidi felt a pang of regret. He had underestimated Lanky, and in doing so, had hurt the person he cared about the most. He knew he had to make amends. The crowd in the arena roared as Lanky's victory was announced. Skibidi's phone buzzed with notifications—messages from friends and viewers alike, praising Lanky's performance. But it was the one from Lanky that made his heart skip a beat: "I did it for us, Skib. Can we talk?" Skibidi took a deep breath and typed back, "I'm watching you right now, Lanky. You're amazing. Let's talk when you get home." The anticipation was palpable as Skibidi waited for Lanky to return. He had so much to say, so much to apologize for. When Lanky finally walked through the door, clutching his gold gyatt medal, Skibidi was there, ready to listen, to understand, and hopefully, to make things right.
📷 .. , ‘ 𝐢’𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮…𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬? ‘ , .. 📷
゚݁ ⋆ ゚ ☂︎ ⋆ ゚"𝓝𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭." -𝓔𝓭𝓰𝓪𝓻 𝓐𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷 𝓟𝓸𝓮. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ .
˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚
𝐁αᑲ𝗒 𝗂 𝗀ⱺ𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗌υ𝖾𝗌 ᑲυ𝗍 𝗂 ᥣⱺ𝗏𝖾 ꭑ𝗒𝗌𝖾ᥣ𝖿 ₊ ˚ 🦢 ‧ ₊ ✧ ୨ৎ✧˚ ༘ ⋆。 ✮⋆˙
☆ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵗᵃˡᵏ ᵃᵇᵗ ˢᵉˣ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵉ’ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ!!°✩
Omg if you're going to upload horny writing at least make it good (╥‸╥)
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The Little Girl That Cheated At Everything Te_Odio Winners never cheat, And cheaters never win, I guess whoever said that, Never knew Victoria Flynn. 23RD JUN 2017 I guess whoever said that, Never knew Victoria Flynn. She got the best grades, And always beat everyone at games, She was a popular child, And all the children knew her name. Adopted by wealthy parents, Who were never around. Even though it might be lonelч, That didn’t get her down. Although she was very clever, That’s not how she always won, You see Victoria was a cheater, And to her it was most fun. But she wasn’t loved by all, Popularity breeds hatred, Human beings despise anyone, Who’s ego is inflated. A group of little girls, All angry and full of enׁvy, Came up with a plan, That would throw everyone in a frenzy. They invited her to a sleepover, Where they would play a silly game, Of “Chubby Bunny” and they’d, take a photo that would tarnish her name. It wasn’t supposed to end like that, It was supposed to be a joke. How could they possibly have known, That she’d choke? The girls went into panic, They quietly cried. They decided to hide her bødy in the trash, “Her mama came to get her” they lied. To all of their surprise, Victoria was back to school on Monday, As if nothing had happened two nights ago. The girls were silent, what could they say? Now to step a moment away from girls, And instead talk about a little boy, He was quiet and not very popular, His name was Seth Roy. Seth wondered why the girls were silent, And why Victoria scared them so. It was none of his busıness, But he just had to know. He kept an eye on Victoria, But she acted all the same, She was good in class, ate her lunch, And still won all the games. The girls however were different, In class they didn’t speak, At lunch they didn’t eat, That was the start of the strange week. The next day one of the girls was absent, The red head named Lenore. Her friends were in shock, She’d never been absent before. On Wednesday Bianca was gone, And Lenore still hasn’t returned. The last two remaining girls were quıet. It was obvious why they were concerned. Thursday Haruka wasn’t there, On that day Lenore was reported missing, Most likely so was Bianca, The last girl’s safety was not promısıng. Friday took Nia, And so all girls were gone. The class seemed much more quıet, Except Victoria, who smıles like she won. But Seth continued wondering, What had gone on between the girls. He wanted to find answers, He’d have to give it a whirl. He folloɯed Victoria after school, It seemed that she was just going home. Seth started to question his thoughts, Maybe he should just leave her alonȩ? Her house seemed pretty normal, She walked up to her door, Turned around and said, “How long will you be folloɯıng me for?” Seth knew had been caught, So he came out of hiding. She told him to leave, And gave him a note with some writing. “Come by tomorrow at 3” it said. With that she smıles and went inside, Why did she have that on her? How’d she know he’d følløw and hide? He decided he’d do as he was told, After all he’d been caught. He wondered if he should come prepared, He decided, “Why not?” He was outside Victoria’s house, And before he could knock the door opened, Victoria stood there looking very tıred, Like she had just awoken. She invited him inside, Her house seemed very old, The place smelled quite terrible, And the air was very cøld. They descended towards her basement, Where he saw the source of the smell. 6 rotting corpses, 2 big and 4 small, Seth felt like he’d seen Helll. Behind him he heard Victoria speak, “I have always won”. He turned around quickly, But Victoria was gone. He turned once more, The corpses disappeared! He walked back up the stairs, Where he notıced something weırd. There were many pictures of Victoria, With different people, clothes, and hair. Her expressıon stayed the same, She smirked with a glArE. That’s when it hit him, The horrible realization had came to Seth, That Victoria Flynn, Cheated Death.
𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓅𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 - 𝒪𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝒹𝑒.
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‘𝕭𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖐 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖞𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘 𝕺𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕰𝖝𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙 𝕸𝖞 𝕰𝖒𝖇𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖈 𝕾𝖔𝖚𝖑’ 𝖇𝖞 𝕰. 𝖁𝖊𝖌𝖛𝖆𝖗𝖞 A lesser demon in bespoke Pashmina boasting bone buttons And antler cufflinks The tailored suit shows the edges Of his skeleton Jutting and dangerously shaped An angel unaware of hierarchy Itches beneath the hair shirt That hides his ragged wounds Bare feet leaving bloody prints The name of his god is tattooed On the inside of his lower lip They meet in a calendar Which does not mark the week of creation The deep grey sky and the ash grey earth remember The war they have both forgotten Integrity Dishonesty The corrupt and the clean The sacred and the profane © Words by E. Vegvary, 2020.
⠀ ⠀⠀⠔⠢⠀⡄⠢⡀⠀⠀ ⡠⢄⡰⠀⠀⣦⠁⠀⡇⡠⢄ ⢇⠀⠱⠣⡴⠥⢦⡔⡎⠀⢸ ⠈⠒⡸⠎⠀⠀⠀⠱⢕⠐⠁ ⠀⠠⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠆⠀ ⠀⠀⠑⠠⠔⠒⠢⠤⠊⠀⠀ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴀᴅᴏᴡs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴇsᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴛs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴜɴɢʟᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴠᴇʀs ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴏғ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ ᴍɪɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴜʟs ᯓ𔓘๋࣭ ⭑⚝ (to find me again: look for "Chip !!!" on p!nterest!)
˗ˏˋ ★🅽🅰🅼🅴★ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ----------------------------------- ☾Age? ☾Height? ☾Planet I live on? ---------------------------------- 🛇Phone Number 🛇Meet-up 🛇 Anything Creepy? ---------------------------------- (Font: 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆) 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃 (not biased) 𝚋𝚒𝚘, 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝 (𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎:𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝_𝚊_𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖_𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗) 🛇🛇🛇🛇
╰☆☆ "𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓸𝓯 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝓼 𝓬𝓻𝓾𝓮𝓵 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝔂. 𝓘 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓰, 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓼𝓵𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻. 𝓘 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓰𝓸𝓷𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓷 𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝔂. 𝓘𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓾𝓹𝓸𝓷. 𝓘 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝔃𝔂 𝓸𝓻 𝓘 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓼. -𝓔𝓵𝓲 𝓔𝓵𝔂𝓲𝓼 ☆☆╮🗝
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