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random twitter bios ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ • ᴡᴇ ꜱɪɴ ᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟꜱ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀꜱ ᴀɴɢᴇʟꜱ ᴅᴏ ⋆ ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ ، ⠀ #DUA 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝗈𝖿 ✦ 𝗽𝗼𝗽 ✧ ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ ٠ oh! cause she’s 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹 ★✰ ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ ✦ ، gorgeous! 💋💣 ⊹ ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ ، 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 ⛓ ✧ ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ 🕊️ . 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 · ˖° ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ ♡ 𝙸 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 ⊹ the worst thing you ever heard ⊹ #지민 ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ like a ｄｅｖｉｌ ! ✦ ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ⋆ 𝘫𝘦 𝘵'𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦 ‹3 ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 🕊 ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ ، @ have a little bit of me ⠀ ⠀ ㅤㅤ ꜥꜤ ⋆ qui n’avance pas, recule ⊹ © V O G H E ≛ like or reblog if you use

𝐝͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐤 “𝖙he old art of 𝖒𝖚𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗.” 𝐸𝐽𝐸𝐶𝑇𝑈𝑆 𝑎𝑏 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑜 𝐹𝐴𝑀𝑈𝐿𝑈𝑆 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑏𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑢𝑠 𝑃𝑅𝐴𝐸𝐷𝐼𝑈𝑀. ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗻𝗲𝗱. 𝘄𝗶𝗱𝗲—𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙧 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 ；⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝑎𝑑𝑗. 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝓐 monster with an Àngel face, a beast of blood that does not the problem with wanting is that it makes us weak No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride. Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇss ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴇssɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ . . ˆˑ˖˚˕ʿ‧ ․ ㅤ• ㅤ ◟ ◝ 𓆰 .𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐮𝐫 𝒅𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒆. ⠀⠀𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 ❝𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞ -ˏˋ𝐃escubrí que los 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬 demonios son los humanos. ˗ˋ ،̲،̲ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 ㅤ “No tengo miedo de un ejército de leones dirigido por una oveja. Tengo miedo de un ejército de ovejas dirigido por un león”. Lo que fue hace mucho y lo que pudo haber sido. we 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 what 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖞𝖘 us. Poᥕᥱr ιs mᥙᥴh ᥱᥲsιᥱr to ᥲᥴqᥙιrᥱ thᥲᥒ ιt ιs to hoᥣd oᥒ to. Can we run away from our destiny? ♡̵ But 𝒅reams have ways of turning into 𝒏ightmares. 𝘚𝘖 𝘔𝘈𝘕𝘠 𝘚𝘏𝘌𝘓𝘓𝘚 𝘖𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘎𝘙𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘋, 𝘐𝘛 𝘔𝘈𝘒𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘉𝘜𝘕𝘕𝘠 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙐𝘿. I’m ᥒot ᥴomρᥱtιtιvᥱ, I jᥙst ᥣιkᥱ to ᥕιᥒ.

AESTHETIC TWITTER BIOS ❛ ── i just know that every man i kill the farther away from home i feel ❝ 𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘. ❞ 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦⠀𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 ⠀𝐚𝐧𝐝⠀𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝⠀𝕳𝖊⠀𝙬𝙖𝙨⠀𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞⠀𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒚⠀𝐨𝐟 ⠀𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥⠀𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ›⠀𝗍𝗁𝖾⠀⋆⠀𝕯̲𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑⠀𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇⠀𝖒𝖊𝖓 .ᐟ Vivimos en una época en la que la gente inteligente es silenciada para que los estúpidos no se ofendan. ❛ … little 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 just 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 into the 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎. . ✧ ❛ ━ In the beginning, 𝐆𝐨𝐝 created 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 and 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡. ❜ ˚ ༄╭❥ 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭. 𝖯𝖴𝖱𝖦𝖠𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖸'𝖲 𝖦𝖨𝖵𝖤𝖭 𝖳𝖮 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖣𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖬𝖤𝖱𝖲 , ⠀⠀𝖡𝖴𝖳 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖶𝖮𝖱𝖫𝖣 𝖡𝖤𝖫𝖮𝖭𝖦𝖲 𝖳𝖮 𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖶𝖧𝖮 𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗪 . ࿐┊𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 〝 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾, 𝖗͟𝖊͟𝖘͟𝖕͟𝖊͟𝖈͟𝖙͟.〞 she looked like a religious icon, ᅠ ᅠ like somebody you’d sacrifice ᅠ ᅠ yourself for. 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄 〝 If I 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 something I 𝗮𝗰𝘁, If I 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 something, I 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁｡ 〞 𝖢𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝗒 𝗅𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗈. ─── you can get 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 ⠀⠀ ❛ SHE WEARS 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗 AND 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛

AESTHETIC TWITTER BIOS ⸻〝ㅤSHE’S 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑶𝑭 THAT YOU CAN 𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙆 THROUGH 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 && STILL BE AN 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟. ⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒… ‘ 𝓲 was once a priestess, full of 𝐰͟𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐭͟𝐡 and lovely. ㅤ❰ 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑺𝑴𝑼𝑹𝑲𝑺 𝑫𝑬𝑪𝑰𝑬𝑽𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑵𝒀, 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑺𝑶𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑾 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑯𝑰𝑫𝑫𝑬𝑵.. ꒰ ♡ ݁ . Not a problematic girl anymore 𓂃 ˛ ،، 𝓣o be reborn, you have to 𝒅𝒊𝒆 first. › 𓆗 * ❛ SHE WEARS THE SMELL OF 𝕭 𝐋 𝐎 𝐎 𝐃 AND 𝕯 𝐄 𝐀 𝐓 𝐇 LIKE A PERFUME｡❜ 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 ⠀⠀ a flower for a flower, my darling. ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ仺ㅤ ＿ㅤ 𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅,⠀ 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 & 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗍𝗌. ~ 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 ⠀* ❚ ❚ ⧽ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝘦 𝘵 𝘦 𝘳 𝘯 𝘪 𝘵 𝘺 〝𝐛𝐞𝐛𝐞 de mí y vivirás 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞〞 ─ you knew heaven before it shoots you when you look into my eyes.﹠ ┈──⨾ … 𝐓 𝐖 𝐎ㅤ — ㅤ𝐅 𝐀 𝐂 𝐄 𝐃ㅤ𓆗 ㅤʬ ㅤlaㅤ reina.⠀ delㅤ sur.⠀ * memento morı. ｡｡｡ “ sometimes you gotta do bad things to catch bad people ” ᅠ “le conseguenze non importano a nessuno.” ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ image © V O G H E ≛ like or reblog if you save/use

TOO MANY VANITY POSTS!!!!!!!!!! Posted on 9/11/2004, 12:50:47 PM by FreeManWhoCan ENOUGH ALREADY GUYS! STOP WITH THE VANITY POSTS! THERE ARE JUST TOO MANY, (INCLUDING THIS ONE!) HOW MANY POSTS DO WE HAVE TO SEE ABOUT? I ENJOY READING GOOD STORIES HERE, BUT HAVING TO SIFT THROUGHT ALL THESE VANITIES IS DRIVING ME NUTS...

AESTHETIC TWITTER BIOS ❛ ─ never be so polite you forget your power. ❜ 〝𝑀𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛.〞 don’t ask questions you really don’t want to know the answer to. ≽ ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ sᴏᴜʟ Me volví de sal, de noche y silencio para después abismarme en tus ojos “ 𝑯e cɑn 𝐒𝐄𝐄 everything. Thɑt’s his curse” ❛Ζήστε τη ζωή σαν να ήταν μια περιπέτεια.❜ ̖́ Cᴏɴғɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ﹐ ғᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴏғғ﹐ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅs ɢʀᴏᴡ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 && 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑡 ❛my crows will gouge out your eyes. ❜ All eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus. Don’t stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do. ─ະɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs sᴏ ᴀᴍ ɪ. “𝖨'𝗆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁.” Your name is a 𝐠͟𝐨͟𝐥͟𝐝͟𝐞͟𝐧͟ 𝐛͟𝐞͟𝐥͟𝐥 hung in my heart. I would 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 to pieces to call you once by your name. ˗ˏˋ sometimes dark ˎˊ 〝 La 𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐞 nos convierte a todos en 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬. 〞 ❛━ 𝘌𝘭𝘰𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦. 〝 Like 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘀 on a cloudy 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.〞 ‹ 𝐀ᴄᴛᴀ ᴇsᴛ ғᴀʙᴜʟᴀ › The stronger the emotion, the stronger the magic. 〝𝓘 can either 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 you or 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 you, so don’t piss me off. 〞 “𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗮𝗿𝘁.”⠀ 〝La ɢʟᴀᴄᴇ peut également 𝒃𝒓𝒖̂𝒍𝒆𝒓.〞 Si vienes a hacerme la del ángel caído del cielo, prueba con otra, que yo nunca me caigo de mi escoba. and the 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏'𝒔 flow in my veins ❛ ¿Me aplastará el bien por hacer el mal o el mal por hacer el bien? I’ve been told to get you 𝘰𝘧𝘧 my mind but I hope I never lose the 𝙗͟𝙧͟𝙪͟𝙞͟𝙨͟𝙚͟𝙨 that you left behind. 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎? the one that 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 Y si miras mucho tiempo al abismo, el 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝘀𝗺𝗼 concluirá por mirar dentro de ti. ❛𝓣𝐨𝖘𝖘 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝖙𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝖙𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫❜ 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬… ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑢𝑠.❞ ❛ Beat back those bludgers, boys, and chuck that quaffle here. ❜ › So if diva means giving your best, then yes, I guess I am a 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒂. 𓆗 ❝──𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗆𝗌 ᗕ ❛ she was a rose in the hands of those who had no intention of keeping her. ❜ poetry is the lifeblood of rebellion, revolution, and the raising of consciousness. 𝖮𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗌. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝗜 𝗔𝗠 𝗔 𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥. image © V O G H E ≛ like or reblog if you use

AESTHETIC TWITTER BIOS 𝒅on’t ever take sides with anyone against the 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ꡐ 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘚𝘐𝘕 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘋𝘌𝘚𝘐𝘙𝘌 𝖪𝖤𝖤𝖯 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝘍𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘚 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖡𝖴𝖳 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝘌𝘕𝘌𝘔𝘐𝘌𝘚 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤𝖱. 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 + 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 ❝𝖥𝖨𝖫𝖫𝖤𝖣 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝘗𝘖𝘐𝘚𝘖𝘕 𝖡𝖴𝖳 𝖡𝖫𝖤𝖲𝖲𝖤𝖣 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝘉𝘌𝘈𝘜𝘛𝘠 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝘙𝘈𝘎𝘌. ❞ 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 ˗ˏˋ 𝒟𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝒮𝑨𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑨 sono la 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂 in persona. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 I DON’T ⠀ YOU THINK, I’M DOING THIS ⠀ FOR ME, 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗 SHE’S 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑶𝑭 THAT YOU CAN 𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙆 THROUGH 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 && STILL BE AN 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟 a leader. a 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏. ❪ 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 ❫ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐡͟𝐞͟ then that 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑖 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛 ? © V O G H E ≛ like or reblog if you use

AESTHETIC TWITTER BIOS ،، 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 ‘𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝗅͟𝗈͟𝗌͟𝖾͟𝗌͟ 𝗍͟𝗁͟𝖾͟𝗂͟𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 .ᐟ ‍‍ 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧? i 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆 people on their worst 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔. ’ ㅤ ❛ ㅤ𝖨 𝖢𝖠𝖬𝖤 𝖨𝖭 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝖦𝖮𝖮𝖣 𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖭𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭𝖲… ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ𝖮𝖱 𝖭𝖮?❜ 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄¸ ‘SHE’S 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 HELLFIRE AND HOLY WATER｡𝄒 “You stabbed the 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 in the back. To him, this isn’t 𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊; this is justice” 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔟𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎. i just know that every man i kill the farther away from home i feel It was so fun you felt so strong but now it’s time to burn. ، When you protect yourself from pain, be sure you do not protect yourself from love. ❜ ‍‍‍ ‘𝓗oney, I can 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 with 𝖍𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖘 𝖇𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 than your 𝖉𝖎𝖈k! “ 𝒔he became the 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 she searched for. ” 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 & 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝗯͟𝘂͟𝘁͟𝘁͟𝗲͟𝗿͟𝗳͟𝗹͟𝗶͟𝗲͟𝘀͟ women are ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇʜᴀʙɪʟɪᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ centres for badly 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬. Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation And now, every time a 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 i wonder if you‘re around ‘𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑖‘𝑑 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛. 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡𝘩 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕. ⍱ ❛𝖶𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝖾-𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐤.❜ lesson 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝, wish me 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤. soothing burn, 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 up. © V O G H E ≛ like or reblog if you use

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10:27 AM PST • January 5, 2016 So, Recode reported today that Twitter was tinkering around with the idea of expanding its 140 character limit to a number a bit higher….10,000 characters. But what, you ask (and I’m glad you did), does 10000 characters look like? Let’s find out So did you see the Warriors game last night? Crazy right? It was nice to see Harrison Barnes back and the entire crowd cheered when he entered. Steph Curry is probably not human cause he shoots the ball from the parking lot and it swishes like butter. How many characters am I up to now? Lemme check, so hold on 597 Anyway then it started raining and my dogs don’t like rain so it’s really difficult to take them outside to do their business in the morning when they don’t want to deal with the rain. I try to talk them into the fact that they’re actually getting a bath and pooping at the same time, kind of a two birds with one stone thing. They don’t buy it. Speaking of rain, it didn’t rain on my wedding day like the weather people thought it would. How do they keep their jobs when they’re wrong all of the time? It’s almost like they could do my job. Wait, I didn’t mean that how it sounded. Where are we at now? 1194 Here’s quote Bill Clinton: If you live long enough you’ll make mistakes. But if you learn from them, you’ll be a better person. It’s how you handle adversity, not how it affects you. The main thing is never quit, never quit, never quit. I think what he’s saying is that you can make mistakes, but you have to learn from them. I’ve made a bunch of mistakes, how about you? My dogs made a mistake this morning because they didn’t want to go out in the rain. But that’s cool, I don’t get mad. Life’s too short, you know? Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. Never quit. 2507 Did you see President speak about gun control today? It’s important. Probably the most important problem of our time and we have to solve it. Here’s what he said today: THE PRESIDENT: Happy New Year everyone. Before the New Year, I mentioned that I had given the charge to my Attorney General, FBI Director, Deputy Director at the ATF, and personnel at my White House to work together to see what more we could do to prevent a scourge of gun violence in this country. I think everybody here is all too familiar with the statistics. We have people every single year who are killed by guns. We have suicides committed by firearms at a rate that far exceeds other countries. We have a frequency of mass shootings that far exceeds other countries in frequency. And although it is my strong belief that for us to get our complete arm around the problem Congress needs to act, what I asked my team to do is to see what more we could do to strengthen our enforcement and prevent guns from falling into the wrong hands to make sure that criminals, people who are mentally unstable, those who could pose a danger to themselves or others are less likely to get them. And I’ve just received back a report from Attorney General Lynch, Director Comey, as well as Deputy Director Brandon about some of the ideas and initiatives that they think can make a difference. And the good news is, is that these are not only recommendations that are well within my legal authority and the executive branch, but they’re also ones that the overwhelming majority of the American people, including gun owners, support and believe. So we’ll be rolling out these initiatives. We’ll be making sure that people have a very clear understanding of what can make a difference and what we can do. And although we have to be very clear that this is not going to solve every violent crime in this country, it’s not going to prevent every mass shooting, it’s not going to keep every gun out of the hands of a criminal, it will potentially save lives and spare families the pain and the extraordinary loss that they’ve suffered as a consequence of a firearm getting in the hands of the wrong people. I’m also confident that the recommendations that are being made by my team here are ones that are entirely consistent with the Second Amendment and people’s lawful right to bear arms. And we’ve been very careful recognizing that, although we have a strong tradition of gun ownership in this country, that even though it’s who possess firearms for hunting, for self-protection, and for other legitimate reasons, I want to make sure that the wrong people don’t have them for the wrong reasons. So I want to say how much I appreciate the outstanding work that the team has done. Many of you worked over the holidays to get this set of recommendations to me. And I’m looking forward to speaking to the American people over the next several days in more detail about it. Thank you very much. Regardless of where you stand on the matter, we have to change some things. Back to tech. Are you at CES? I’m not this year. Mostly cause there’s a lot of germs and I shouldn’t be around them if I can help it. I’m pretty sure my dogs would have liked it though cause there’s a lot of tech in Vegas for all kinds of people and pets. If youre a dog would you want a phone? Or a self-feeding thing? Of course you would. You’d have to sit around all day watching your parents use technology while you sit around and lick yourself. What kind of existence is that? I know right? I hope there’s some dog tech that comes out of the conference, otherwise it’s a wash. 6294 Time for JFK: When written in Chinese, the word ‘crisis’ is composed of two characters. One represents danger and the other opportunity. I think what JFK meant was just because things aren’t going your way doesn’t mean that it won’t eventually. You have to play the long game, you have to stick in there and see things as far as you can possibly see them. It’s like Twitter. People are worried about whether Twitter can weather the storm of lack of growth. I think it can. What about the character count? I personally feel like asking people to keep their thoughts shorter make them more powerful. They’re easier to share. Repeat, etc. What will happen when people can put this much text in a tweet? I don’t know. I do know that I don’t want to spend hours reading tweets because I like the fact that I can glance at the app and figure out what’s going on pretty quickly. If I wanted to write a book, I’d do it on Facebook. Maybe people want more characters. I’m not sure who though I’d like to meet them. Maybe they have dogs too. We could chat about that. What are your favorite movies? I have top 10: – Rocky – Forrest Gump – Cast Away – Fantastic Mr Fox – Signs – Lars and the Real Girl – Superbad – Spaceballs – Shawshank Redemption – Jackie Brown 7657 Here’s a quote from Maya Angelou: The thing to do, it seems to me, is to prepare yourself so you can be a rainbow in somebody else’s cloud. Somebody who may not look like you. May not call God the same name you call God – if they call God at all. I may not dance your dances or speak your language. But be a blessing to somebody. That’s what I think. Being a blessing to someone is a great way to be. Have you been a blessing to someone lately? I feel like we could all do a better job of that, even if it’s in small ways. I feel like people always want to do something great and massively huge, but forget about all of the little things along the way. Making someone smile, holding the door for someone, giving someone a hug when they really really need it. Those kinds of things last forever. Don’t hold back on doing a bunch of little great things to do something huge that you’ll get overwhelmed with and not follow through on. 8614. Wow this is a lot. I feel like Kurt Wagner did good talking about ramifications of expanding tweets to 10,000 characters: The design aspect is key. Making Tweets bigger by adding more content or pictures diminished user engagement in the past according to one source. If tweets take a long time to consume or take up more space on your screen, it’s likely that you’ll view (and engage with) fewer of them. So Twitter is trying to add more content without disrupting the way you currently scroll through your timeline. How can Twitter become more like Facebook without becoming Facebook? There’s too many words on Facebook, something the company itself is trying to get away from by introducing all sorts of new media like 360° videos. There’s always a place for long form content, and just because you have the space doesn’t mean you have to fill it. But still, a lot of people will try. Spammers will definitely try. In fact, can you imagine getting spam tweets that are over 140 characters? Ugh. It’ll be like reading SPAM in your EMAIL!@$#!@#!@# One more quote from Clarence Darrow: When we fully understand the brevity of fleeting joys and unavoidable pains; when we accept the facts that all men and women are approaching an inevitable doom: consciousness should make us more kindly considerate. This feeling should make use their best efforts to help on the road make the path brighter easier as journey on. It should bring a closer kinship, a better understanding, and a deeper sympathy for the wayfarers who must live a common life. Twitter should just acquire Medium instead. Oops I went to the limit

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r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 yr. ago Gallantmirth I watched the monster's jagged claws inch slowly out from under the bed. "I won't let him in again, I promise" it assured me as my dad crept to the room.

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“Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad." "How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice. "You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here.” —Alice in Wonderland.

I miss my papa ✨ I really wish I didn't poison him

I found myself opening a door in the basement and then I saw the endless cavern of hour-glasses as far as the eye could see. The closest to the door had the names of my family members etched on them. I saw the sand in my parent’s hour-glasses about to run out. I called them and told them to not get on the plane. The sand in the hour-glasses refilled. —Human_Gravy

Go to TwoSentenceHorror r/TwoSentenceHorror 3 yr. ago _FallenAngel__ A genie granted me my wish to become the most beautiful woman in the world forever Now I sit here in a museum, frozen in a painting for the past 500 years as people passing by admire and faun over my timeless beauty

The Portraits (a.k.a. The Cabin in the Woods) Famous Creepypasta, Locations and Sites, Nature and the Outdoors / April 20, 2009 / 1 minute of reading There was a hunter in the woods, who, after a long day hunting, was in the middle of an immense forest. It was getting dark, and having lost his bearings, he decided to head in one direction until he was clear of the increasingly oppressive foliage... April 20, 2009 / Famous Creepypasta, Locations and Sites, Nature and the Outdoors / anonymously authored, cabins, camping, creepypasta classics, forests, hunters, mysteries, sites, twist endings, woods / 1 minute of reading Estimated reading time — < 1 minute There was a hunter in the woods, who, after a long day hunting, was in the middle of an immense forest. It was getting dark, and having lost his bearings, he decided to head in one direction until he was clear of the increasingly oppressive foliage. After what seemed like hours, he came across a cabin in a small clearing. Realizing how dark it had grown, he decided to see if he could stay there for the night. He approached and found the door ajar. Nobody was inside. The hunter flopped down on the single bed, deciding to explain himself to the owner in the morning. As he looked around, he was surprised to see the walls adorned by many portraits, all painted in incredible detail. Without exception, they appeared to be staring down at him, their features twisted into looks of hatred. Staring back, he grew increasingly uncomfortable. Making a concerted effort to ignore the many hateful faces, he turned to face the wall, and exhausted, he fell in to a restless sleep. Face down in an unfamiliar bed, he turned blinking in unexpected sunlight. Looking up, he discovered that the cabin had not portraits, only windows.

r/shortscarystories 9 yr. ago sp00kyscary They're just so darn cute I love being a 2nd grade teacher. The kids in my class are so cute and innocent. They're at the perfect age. I used to teach sixth grade, but I quickly realised how that it was a mistake, whence cliques form, the bullying flourishes, and kids learnt how to be terrible to each other. By then, they're corrupted by bad role models, no respect for authority and no desire to learn. No; 2nd grade children are far better! The parents are still making an attempt to shield them from the harshness of the world. They look at me with wide eyes, eager to learn, taking in all I share with them. My favourite day, is Valentine's Day. They make little paper packets they place on their desks to be filled with cards and/or candy. This year, I baked some delicious cookies at home and I arrived early to deliver one to each student. I’m so excited to see the reactions. I smile all morning. I smile as the kids arrive, dressed in red and pink. I smile as they happily tear into their construction paper holders to see what's inside. I smile as they give me an adorable thank-you once they see the cookies I've made them. I smile as they bite into them. And I smile as they one by one fall to the ground, shaking and turning blue. After all, they're at such a cute age. It would be a shame to let them grow up.

r/shortscarystories 9 yr. ago manen_lyset My sister ruined my sweet 16 My sister ruined my sweet 16 It was supposed to be my special day. Everything was going to be perfect. I'd even gotten a custom made dress for the occasion. Everything was going off without a hitch, but then, my sister ruined my life. It started during the father-daughter dance. There we were, gliding across the ballroom. All eyes on me, as my beautiful gown fluttered at my feet. Suddenly, my sister started convulsing in spasm’s. Whilst everybody tried to figure out what had made the noise, the attention hog tore a hole in the side of my dress with her bare teeth. My party guests were on-edge, all because of her! She couldn't even let me have ONE single birthday to myself. She then started foaming at the mouth mumbling incoherently. By then, my friends were running scared. They shrieked in horror, the party was officially ruined, her head dropped, she went quiet and turned blue. I'm going in for surgery tomorrow to have her remains removed from my side… I've been carrying around her useless conjoint self 16 years too long..

Nobody wants to go near me anymore. r/shortscarystories Nobody wants to go near me anymore. People used to like me, they'd sit next to me on a park bench, they'd smile when they saw me, they were completely comfortable bringing their girlfriends and kids around me. Not anymore. Not since that awful murd*r. Now they cross the street to avoid me, and if they do look at me, it's only with a look of disgust. I wish I could tell them all how sorry I was. Sure, nobody blames me. It's not my fault. They know it wasn't my fault. But now, they can't stand to even glance my way. I'm so lonely. God, what I wouldn't give to have someone sit down for lunch with me. I took the little things like that for granted for so long. I had to watch him dıe. They hung him, and left before he was even deἀd. I was the one that saw the lífe leave his eyes, saw the paın and desperation on his face, and I couldn't do a thing to help him. Those terrified eyes will haunt me for the rest of my lífe. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and save him, point the police to the hangers, and see those awful men put in jail for the rest of their lives. But I couldn't. I'll never be able to. I can't control where my branches bend, and my leaves can only rustle and whisper in the wind.

‘Crying isn’t going to help’ by HonestRage I'm a murder the one who killed my wife. He's just blubbering, perhaps a way of pleading, for his life... Perhaps if he spoke to me to reason, it might've ended differently. Perhaps I might've spared instead of murder if he only could talk out of it. But that was obviously not going to happen. After all, he was only just born moments ago.

2:08 PM ꒰͡⠀𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐆𝐎𝐀𝐋𝐒⠀͡꒱ I know you made fresh new years revolutions, but in the end you can barely check out half of them. To avoid this create very specific goals, for example if you want to read more, write: “read 10 books this year, so 2 each month”, this will not only help you reach your goal but to succeed it. This works for manifestation too.

3:20 PM 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔..𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚'𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 "𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅" ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒏,𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒐: 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚.(𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔: 𝒅𝒐 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆, 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔.˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑷𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔, 𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒙𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔, 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒕𝒄.˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄.˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ -xoxo pretty girl˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆.

The Lights When I was young, I used to sleep in my mother's bed a lot due to the nightmares I frequently had as a kid. I could always find peace under the covers of my mom's bed but I now realize the actual comfort had come from the lights. Though still foggy in my memory, there had always been a pair of two lights somewhere near the ceiling of my moms room; I never thought much of them, at least nothing bad of course, they were comforting, soothing, warm. I began depending on these lights, so much that when there didn't show (only on rare occasions), I couldn't help feeling distraught and never got a good sleep. I never investigated the lights, perhaps if I had I wouldn't be in the situation I am now. Eventually I got older and gradually stopped sleeping in my mom's room. The nightmares stopped and I had relatively forgotten about the lights, until last night. Stumbling to bed around midnight after a long night of studies, I couldn't wait to just hit the bed and sleep; I didn't get much, after all. Tormented by visions I hadn't had in a long time left me paralyzed and covered in sweat when I awoke. Somewhat relieved to be back to my world I was confronted with with a fond memory brought up through a familiar feeling. It took a few moments to notice the two solid lights and by now my eyes had begun to adjust to the darkness. Adrenaline surged through my body as I gripped the sides of my bed. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed something I hadn't through the foggy memories. They weren't lights; they were glowing red eyes. I began to wonder if this was another part of a nightmare, It had to be. Deep down I knew it wasn't, this was all too real. Through lost hope and fear for the unknown a grabbed the closest thing i could, a gift from my mother on my birthday a few years ago, a snow globe from our Denver ski trip. Playing baseball at school I developed a pretty efficient throwing arm. Launching it across the room with my pitching arm the eyes went dark followed by a thump on the floor in front of my bed. Turning on the lights left a pang of guilt in my stomach, why was that so easy. Seeing the creature for the first time up close and knowing it had been around here since I was a kid brought bile up my throat. Its limbs were half as thick than an average humans and where it's skin should have been was a substance unknown to me, dark and leathery but looked as though you could stick your hand right through it, recently punctured with shards of glass. What happened next led me to believe the theory I came up with, as soon as I turned on the lights, was true. This creature wasn't my enemy; nor was it just a neutral visitor. That's when it began, the trampling creaks on the stairs, windows smashing, and above all the worst part was the grotesque shrieks and howls. I knew what I had done tonight was the worst and probably last mistake of my life. Somewhere down the hall my sister screamed. The creature, the one I had killed, had been my protection.

Mothers Illness My mother had fallen ill. She had what my dad did, at least thats what it looked like Everyone cried. I asked if we could take her to the doctor, but we cant afford it My older sister took time off college to take care of her, but we knew how it would end Mother would die like father did Two months later she did After the funeral the cops started to snooping around They questioned me first; they wanted to know what l knew: They threatened me, saying I could be charged as an adult because I was almost seventeen. I cried and said I loved my parents They took my finger prints and let me go. My sister was next They never let her go. They said she poisoned my parents for the life insurance policy she took out on them. My three younger siblings and i couldnt believe it My sister never admitted to the crime, but everyone said she was guilty. That is what it looked like. • The hardest part of it all was getting my sisters figure prints on the poison. Faking her identity to take out the insurance policies was easy Soon Id be going to a new home, with new parents. Its time to start planning my next game.

WIFE "Honey, I'm home!" I yelled, seeing my wife sitting at the dinner table already. "Nice to see you." her voice shook, a plastic smile stuck on her face. "It was a long day at work. Hey, do you mind maybe checking out upstairs? I saw your clothes strewn around...' I shrug, and start to eat dinner. "Of course!" A fuller, bigger smile. She races upstairs, and I continue eating. escarysories It's been quite a while, does it really take that long to put away clothes? So I tiptoe upstairs, and hear panicked whispering. *9111 Yes okay, this man thinks I'm his wife and.. ohmygod he's coming! My address j.* "What's going on, honey?" She screams as I impale the knife into her chest.

I Want to Help It was a beautiful morning when I woke up, the sun shining through and the wildlife up and about. I went for my morning stroll, taking my usual route. I stopped by the surface of the water, when I saw the most peculiar thing: a little girl… In there. Couldn’t she breathe? Why didn’t she come out? Panicking, I reached out and grabbed her arms, yanking her out of it and holding her close to me. She started to scream, but then seemed to be choking. I tried to calm her down. “Shh… Everything is fine, little one, I saved you! Relax! Breathe in!” But she wouldn’t. And soon, despite all my efforts, she went limp. Not again! I couldn’t understand. I had taken her out of that horrible, disgusting air, and into the safety of the water. What had I done wrong this time? Maybe my tentacles frighten them. Maybe I wasn’t gentle enough. Human children are so unpredictable. I’ll save one for real next time, I swear.

Giggles Chuck climbed out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom, refusing to turn on the bedside lamp in case he disturbed his wife whom was låyīng beside him. Finishing his busıness, he made his way to the sink, and just as he began to run the water, thought he heard a faint laughter coming from the bedroom. “Honey? Was that you?” He listened carefully, but there was no reply from that dark doorway. Chuck turned back to the sink and continued to wash his hands, certain that it was just his half-asleep brain playing tricks. However, moments later, he once again thought he could hear a faint laughter from the bedroom. He turned off the water, and began to make his way back into the bedroom. The light was off, and in the bed, he could make out the shape of his wife låyīng there. “Honey? Were you laughing?” Chuck flicked on the bedside lamp, and in an instant was looking into the unblinking đeađ eyes of his wife, her mouth sliced from ear-to-ear in a grotesque mockery of a smıle. Chuck felt his heart freeze, before relief washed over him. “Oh, it WAS you!” he exclaimed with a smıle as he peeled back the ̛ bed sheets, stıll stiff from the long dried błoođ, and climbed back into ̛ bed, kissing his wife’s cold cheek before turning out the light. “For a moment there, I thought I was going cRaZy.”

My family Story by Pansyk I died eight years ago. It wasn’t particularly tragic. Or unusual. Just a car accident. I don’t blame the man who hit me. He was speeding because his wife was in labor, and there was black ice on the road. He lost control of the car and I lost my life. It's not his fault. I know that. I’m not cruel. I am not vengeful. If anything, I’m the opposite.. ↓Keep reading ↓ 31ST OCT 2020 u/Pansyk I don’t blame the man who hit me. He was speeding because his wi҉fé was in labour, and lost control of the car and I lost my lįfe. It's not his fault. I am not vengeful. I’m the opposite. You see, I don’t have any family left and I had lost my few friends around that time. When it was time for my funeral, the only people who came was my boss and the family of the man who kılled me. The wi҉fé held her newborn daughter Lily close to her. I hated my boss, and the cemetery was awfully lonely, so I followed the family home. Lily may as well have been my own flesh and bľood. She was sweet, and bright, and oh so very small. She had trouble sleeping if someone wasn’t rocking her crib and her parents were so tired. After they put her to bed, it was easy for me to rock her crib for her. I didn’t get tired. I could help her. As the years passed, Jack and Lori realised that they weren’t alone in the house. It didn’t take long from there to make a connection between my funeral and when I had showed up. And I’d never been malevolent, so they weren’t afraid or angry. They started to burn candles on the anniversary of my dEath day. They left an empty chair for meals and holidays. I really felt like… A member of the family. Someone is trying to force the door. Its Lori’s ex. He’s obsessive. He’s angry. He’s going to hur͘t the family. My family. The thing about ghosts, is that the more offerings you get, the stronger you become. Id been enjoying candles, trinkets, and even the occasional food item for the past five years. I was strong from that. The kn1fe feels warm in my hand. A shock of heat against the ice of my skin. Lori, Jack, and Lily are my family. I care about them. And they’re not gonna join me yet.

r/shortscarystories 5 days ago DottedWriter My Former Highschool Bully Apologized To Me Today I stared at her as she sobbed on her knees "Alice, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for everything! I'm sorry for every horrible thing I've done to you!" Sophia said as she wept in front of me. I just stared at her as she continued to sob over all of the things she had done to me. She would directly insult or make demeaning JOKeS about me, spread n͟asty rumours about me, manipulate my friends against me, şteal a guy I had a crush on, make horrible posts about me on social media, and even manipulate some guys into doing things like jum͜ping̨ me. She did everything if it meant I suffered in the end. I tried to tell my teachers about this, but they just turned a deaf ear, and I didn’t even bother talking to my parents about it, they were more focussed on their jobs than me. And even then, if Sophia found out I snitched, that would result in an extra beating from her and her cronies. She was behind all of my sufferıng, enjoyed the despair on my face, she enjoyed how much ab*se she inflected on me. So you could only imagine my surprise when she approached me one day and started to apologise tearfully to me As she continued to cry, my eyes started to spark with anger, anger that I had suppressed inside me for the past 5 years after highschool . I had no one to turn to for support, absolutely no one. And she dared to spew her little crocodile tears right in front of me. I had enough of it. I floated around my grave until I was behind her, I stared at her for a long minute, before I plunged my hand into her chest. She tensed up, and some of her bľood splattered onto my grave. I dug through her organs before I found what I was looking for. Her heart. It was still beating as she collapsed to the ground, her hands clutching at the wound at a desperate attempt to cover the bleeding. She coughed out błoođ, and wheezed as she continue to bleed out. I stared at how pathetic and pitiful she looked now. I stared at her as a twisted, evil, and satisfied grin crept onto my face .

r/TwoSentenceHorror 8 mo. ago homestarmy_recruiter "Turn back," I begged my friend as he drove, sirens wailing in the background. He seemed desperate not to, at first, but after I got one of his earplugs out, he agreed that their voices were too beautiful to ignore.

r/shortscarystories 23 hr. ago captain-howdy2323 Unknown Stranger Oh my! I can hear him moving around down stairs. Can I remember if I heard him come inside? Idk. I must have because I've armed myself. I cower away in this closet. But I can't remember any of that. I must be in shock. Oh my heart is racing. I hear him coming up the stairs. It won't be long until he finds me. I can already see what everyone will be saying. "Man found in house", "The bloodbath". He's right outside the room. I'm breathing so heavily. I'm sure he can hear me. Please, stop shaking. Please, nerves calm down. He's opening the door. This is it. Finally. I've been waiting in his closet for hours.

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Comfort Character A comfort character is when a character, which can be from a TV show, game, book, etc. makes you feel safe and happy when upset, sad, down, etc.

I think the reason sick whump hold such a special place in my heart is that, relatively speaking, you don’t see it that often in canon media? Like, characters being injured in books/films/tv is pretty standard I’d say. Maybe not to the detailed whumpy levels we’d all like it to be, but if I think about it pretty much every character I’ve viewed as a potential whumpee has actually suffered some form of injury or another (often more than once) within their respective media. But illness? You just don’t see it as often. And I’m not sure why - but I’d guess probably because it tends to leave characters in a stagnant state; an injury can be attained while Actively Doing Something Plot Relevant, so even if the aftercare is shown offscreen [ugh], the actual Getting Hurt part can be part of the plot - whereas sickness holds focus on a character within that state of infirmity, and most mainstream audiences would probably see it as uninteresting to watch or read. So when it comes to imagining my faves being hurt, well, it’s still great but I likely have already seen them hurt within whatever media they’re a part of. But imagining them being sick…now that requires some more imagination on my part. There’s a ~mystique~ to it. It feels like a more personal show of the character’s vulnerability because it likely hasn’t actually been shown before, so it’s like a little secret that I get to figure out on my own.

1 day ago u/Sticky_Cheetos He handed me a box and said, “If you press this button, you get $100,000, but it takes one year off of your lįfe.” I pressed it once, and everything went dark̵.

The End “The End is nigh” “Agency Officials: Spend this time with your loved ones” “Citizens prepare for the Inevitable” The newspapers were all the same. His mother whisked him away from the news stand and into her arms, but not before he read the last headline. “The Invasion: What could We have done?” “Mommy, what’s happening?” he whispered. She pressed his warm, chubby hand to her wet cheek and let out a quiet sob. “The humans. They found us.”

r/TwoSentenceHorror 26 days ago Prestigious_Salad_85 I screamed in excitement as I received an email stating that my application was accepted. The rest of my family cried out in despair knowing they weren’t selected to board the last ship leaving our dying planet behind.

hurt/comfort (fandom slang) A genre of fan fiction in which a character receives comfort from another after or while suffering injury, illness, or a traumatic experience. H/C stories appeal to readers in different ways. While genres for these stories range from drama to mystery, many stories are classified by their authors as romances or as “hurt/comfort” stories. Hurt/comfort is a fanwork genre that involves the physical pain or emotional distress of one character, who is cared for by another character. A great trope if you want to bring two characters closer together, or if you want to show how deep their relationship goes.

Practice Makes Perfect by reddit user whiteddit "You're not even trying. Again!" My calloused hands dance across the music. A finger slips and the tune groans. "Your father would be ashamed. Again!" My blurred vision falls from the yellowed sheet music to the keys. I miss another note. "Faster. Again!" I stumble once more as the tempo increases. She rises from the bench. "Absolutely worthless. You're done for today." I hang my head in shame. I know what's coming. The floorboards creak as Mother returns from the kitchen. I wince. It's hard enough to play with three fingers. It'll be even harder with two.

r/shortscarystories 4 yr. ago MintClicker Moments before the tragedy At 3, she jumped off the bed. At 7, she unbuckled her seat belt. At 12, she went to a sleepover at a friend's house. At 17, she finally received her driver's license. At 26, she said yes. At 30, she went into labor. At 39, she had one last hurrah. At 46, she signed the papers to make it final. At 55, he was diagnosed and had no one to share the news with. At 61, she celebrated her remission with a night out. At 22, she looked at herself in the mirror. At 87, surrounded by her family and friends, she smiled. There are moments before every tragedy, quick flashes of boredom or happiness, of the expected and unexpected. These moments I see. The little girl jumping off her parents bed and into an unresponsive final state. Another girl attending her first sleepover, excited and giddy, only to succumb to an unknowing fatal nut allergy. The young woman whose proposal near the shoreline was poorly thought-out, never allowing her to live to see her marriage. The older woman who finally divorced the man she came to loathe, and for that man to not take the finality of it all with dignity or peace. The man whose diagnosis was terminal. The woman whose 40th birthday ended in heartache and disaster. The girl whose last glimpse in the mirror was of herself, relieved, then raising the pistol to her temple. These moments, as innocuous as they seem, are the final looks to life before tragedy ultimately hits. And I watch them. I have to. It's my responsibility to take you all from this realm to the next. It's my duty. And I am sorry; I truly am. Because now? At this moment, they read the final sentences of a story. Some bored. Some happy. Some expecting this ending; some not. And I watch as they read these last words, fully oblivious as they are, that this, this is their moment.

Mary had a little lamb It's fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went That lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day That was against the rules, It made the children laugh and play But soon they felt like fools. Mary’s corpse was in a room And oh, what a scene! The kids saw her coated in blood And regretted being mean. Soon the police arrived Stepped over Mary’s heart, And tried to ask everyone How she was ripped apart. But when nobody knew The origins of all the gore, The police decided That it was time to go hardcore. And so everyone was dragged To detectors so they can’t tell a lie But everybody refused to tell Why Mary had to die. Suspects were jailed everywhere Tom, Barb, and Sam Because not a single person knew The murderer was the lamb. June 21, 2017 hellofinah

‘Crying isn’t going to help’ by HonestRage She's gone, all because of him. Dead. He killed my wife. She'd still be here, if it's not for him. If only he could speak with reason; I could’ve let him live long enough to explain. But that was obviously not going to happen. After all, he was born just a few minutes ago...

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A White Lie I'm the last one here. Those things have killed everyone else. Those things with the huge wings, with the beady eyes, with the sharp claws....every time I close my eyes see my coworkers being ripped apart. A few of us made it to the building here, but even here we aren't safe. I watched them get picked off one by one, screaming as they fought against death. I tried to stop it I swear I did I tried... Now I'm running through the building to the main power center. With no one else to ask, I'm tasked with pressing one of these buttons. Either will press the red button, or the green button. Supposedly, one button will turn the power doors back on, protecting us from whatever that shrieking, hungry, and angry...thing is outside. That's the red button. The other button is green and opens the opposite side power door, and I can only imagine what might be out there. Why had I agreed to come and research in this lab? I think as I run, hearing the screeches behind me. Oh .... Why did I lie on my application? Why didn't I admit I was color blind?

I was starving and lost in the woods until I found a hiker; I'm full now but I just wished she hadn���t screamed so loud.

Not only have we implanted a lifetime of human memories into this rat but we can now monitor what it's thinking. It appears to think it's reading the second line of a two sentence story on-line right now..

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.　 +⠀ ⠀ ⠀˚⠀ ⣴⠟⠉⠉⠛⢦⡀⢀⣴⠛⠉⠈⠙⠻⣄ ⠀⠀⣼⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣦ ⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿ ⠀⠀⠿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡆ ⠀⠀⠀⢻⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡼⠃ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⢦⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⡴⠛ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⠶⣄⠶⠋ ⠀⠀⠀+. *

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