♦ pitied by @cherubicTension

i hate tthat i have tt0 adjuzt back tt0 tthe quiet. i am uzed tt0 far m0re n0ize in my pan. my tth0ughtz fee1 very 10ud.

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i’m glad my ancest/)r is pr/)bably dead id hate t/) meet any/)ne wh/) n/)t /)nly l/)/)ks like me but ACTS like me! i already hate any/)ne wh/) acts like me because they all suck, but image if they l/)/)ked like me t/)/)? fucking crazy br/)
Today, I Had To Work With The Most Anoying Jadeblood. Why Is She So Horny, Girl Calm Down #nsfw

WELL it’s kind /)f T(\UGH when i kind /)f s/)rta c/)uldn’t have ran in that m/)ment (but /)nly kinda s/)rta cus im t/)/) c/)/)l t/) be imm/)bilized)

i might be a little delusi/)nal… but i think i just saw tw/) ritchy keldams…

...i think i dont have a moirail anymore. :(

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@cherubicTension You forgot this for good reason. Sunrise was fearful for good reasons. Enough to char trolls severely depending on the caste. You sat there with your matesprit in shade where the sun wouldn't touch you. You loved her more than the skies. "When you leave.. can you take me with?" Her face twisted at your question. You waited for her answer regardless as the sun rose above the horizon. Grass blowing in a slight breeze and most things settling down. She never answered. You moved over and kissed her head. "No matter. That's later. I love you" It seemed forced "I love you too" #redrom #drama You knew it was inevitable. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗

I hope tomorrow is better. Tonight was difficullt.

so i was going to go to the masquerade but things came up and now i can’t go unless it’s still going on once this situation is over… #lususproblems

right? it’s like one second your starting to feel the music and then now your hand it bleeding because the cord snaps and hits you on the back of your hand. like ow but also now i have to take time to restring…

“Smash ør pass”: the Imperiał dełivery drøne that błasts everything øff my desk with its prøpułsiøn ventiłatørs each time it brings møre paperwørk despite my repeated insistence that it’s fine if it just łeaves it øutside the øffice entireły.

at my j/)b like s/)me/)ne had a wh/)le ass make /)ut sessi/)n next t/) my fucking r/)/)m

friendly reminder that if y/)u are in an area in which g/)ld bl/)/)ds are using their psi/)nics t/) fuel the generat/)rs we can infact hear y/)u please st/)p flirting next t/) my r/)/)m these walls are thinner than y/)u think i d/)n’t want t/) hear that

🜏 ii lay iin my 'xupɛ, iin ♱hɛ darrk. . .ii♱ was a grrɛa♱ niigh♱. Ɛvɛrryonɛ sɛɛmɛd so happy. Bu♱ ♱hɛ rrɛmiindɛrr ♱ha♱ ii don'♱ bɛlong xons♱an♱ly liingɛrrs no ma♱♱ɛrr wha♱ ii ♱rry ♱o do. II wondɛrr wha♱ ii♱ would bɛ liikɛ ♱o danxɛ. ♱o soxiialiizɛ prropɛrr n wha♱ɛvɛrr. ♱hɛ s♱arrs wɛrrɛ so prrɛ♱♱y bu♱ ♱hɛy wɛrrɛn'♱ ♱wiinkliing forr mɛ. II'm no♱ mad, ii jus♱ always wondɛrr wha♱ ii♱ xould bɛ liikɛ, bɛiing liikɛ. . .ɛvɛrry o♱hɛrr ♱rroll. Lɛgs, makiing frriiɛnds, ♱hɛ liikɛ. Ɛvɛrrypony wii♱h ♱hɛiirr fanxy shoɛs, xool pan♱s. . .ii wondɛrr wha♱ ii♱s liikɛ. II wondɛrr wha♱ ii♱ would bɛ liikɛ ♱o danxɛ. Bɛ ablɛ ♱o gɛ♱ spun arround n havɛ fun somɛ♱iimɛs. Maybɛ ii♱s a liil hɛavy hɛrrɛ bu♱ maybɛ somɛ o♱hɛrr mu♱an♱s gɛ♱ wha♱ ii'm sayiin. . . #mu♱an♱ #gala #iiworrɛmybɛs♱forrno♱hiin #vɛn♱ ♅

That’s concerning. Probably fine. But I have a memorandum of record, at least.
_ It appears to be wHat is referred to as "YearninG Hours"
