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įµ‡Ź³įµ˜įµ—įµƒĖ” ; ᵐᵃ˔'Ė¢ Ė¢įµ‰į¶œŹ³įµ‰įµ— ᵈⁱᵃʳʸ āœ“ by cherubstar
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ā•°ā”ˆāž¤į“µ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ā±āæĖ¢įµ‰į¶œįµ˜Ź³įµ‰, ᓵ įµ—Ź°ā±āæįµ ; ᵂʰᵉʳᵉ'Ė¢ ᵐʸ į¶ įµ˜į¶œįµā±āæįµ įµ—įµ‰įµ‰āæįµƒįµįµ‰ įµˆŹ³įµ‰įµƒįµĀ”! āž ā˜†āœ¼ā˜…ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā˜…āœ¼ā˜† The tears flowed unchecked down her cheeks and dripped from her chin. She was too sad to cry out or wail, she just stood there as still as a statue while the magnitude of her loss swept over her. Her lower lip quivered as words slowly made their way out of her mouth. "I'm..." She began, yet what followed was engulfed in the tremors. She was forever tormented by a past that could not be undone. °.āœ©ā”ˆā”ˆāˆ˜*ā”ˆ šŸ‰ ā”ˆ*āˆ˜ā”ˆā”ˆāœ©.° Long Lost diary of Mal Bertha, daughter of Maleficent, has been found buried in the trenches of the Auradon Forest. Follow the journey of the mysterious, rebellious evil fairy as she discovers the lessons she thought she learned has to be retaught with better planning. Ā©All Rights Reserved ā˜†āœ¼ā˜…ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā˜…āœ¼ā˜†
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ā•°ā”ˆāž¤... ᓵᶠ ᵒⁿ˔ʸ ᓵ į¶œįµ’įµ˜Ė”įµˆ Ź³įµ‰įµƒįµˆ ᵗʰᵉ Ė¢ā±įµāæĖ¢ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ įµ’į¶  ᵐᵉ ; ᓵ į¶œįµ’įµ˜Ė”įµˆ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ įµ—įµ’ ʷʰᵒ ᓵ'ᵐ įµįµ‰įµƒāæįµ— įµ—įµ’ ᵇᵉ Ā”! āž ć€°ćƒ»ā¦ćƒ»ć€° Mal already identified the root of the problem, or at least one of them. For one, her emotions were out of control. She never got a peace of mind being left alone with herself. She was either blaming herself for actions, or she was traumatized at night by memories on this... place. The same place she felt more comfortable coming back to. Why did she come back? Why was the Isle her safe place? The same place she was punished on consistently for breathing incorrectly if her mother viewed it as so. But even still... it was her pain and her happiness. She felt more trapped and boxed on in Auradon than on the Isle. Was this a bad thing? Did she cause herself to feel that way? Was it Ben? Ben. The thought of him made her put the list against her chest. She felt terrible for leaving him.. but they were in a tough place. He wasn't listening; he wasn't hearing. She was impatient; her expectations.. could they be considered high? Should she focus more on working on her relationship than herself? No, in order to fix the relationship she'd have to fix herself. But she's a part of the relationship... Barely being here fifteen minutes and already struggling within her emotions, Mal began growing an headaches. The headache told her it was time to rest someplace quiet, to ride out the storm within her brain, for in time pain does ebb. "Working on myself hurts..." the purple head muttered in defeat, sighing a bit afterwards. A smirk spread across her face as her eyes landed on an rock had a forget-me-not hue. It was time to go home. ā€Žć€°ćƒ»ā¦ćƒ»ć€°
ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵐᵒᵒⁿ įµƒįµ›įµ‰āæįµ˜įµ‰ ; Ź³įµ‰įµįµ˜Ė¢ & ᵖᵉᵗᵉʳ  by cherubstar
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ā•°ā”ˆāž¤.. ᓵ'ᵐ Ź³įµ‰įµƒįµˆŹø įµ—įµ’ įµįµƒįµįµ‰ įµ—Ź°įµƒįµ— įµ—įµ˜Ź³āæ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʷᵉ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᶜʳᵃˢʰ ᵃⁿᵈ įµ‡įµ˜Ź³āæ ; 'į¶œįµƒįµ˜Ė¢įµ‰ įµ—Ź°įµƒįµ— į¶œįµ’įµ˜Ė”įµˆ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵉ įµˆįµ‰įµƒįµ—Ź° įµ’į¶  ᵘˢ, ᵗʰᵉ įµˆįµ‰įµƒįµ—Ź° įµ’į¶  ᵘˢ Ā”! āž ā€Ž ć€°ćƒ»ā¦ćƒ»ć€° Remus John Lupin was the quiet, bookworm boy. Attending a school meant for kids with rights he'd never have, Remus never considered socializing as an option, as a need of survival for 7 years in one of the most famous Wizarding schools in the Wizarding World. He carried classical books, normally cooped up in his bed in the attic, reading adventure stories or diaries of people who were abnormal, people who were placed in other world's and gave him the idea of what bravery looked like. Shelves of books expanded over his wall, as if they had been planted as seeds and grown by virtue of the sunlight that filled the attic room. His books were his friends, his books were his lover, his book were his personality, his books were his comfort zone. Remus' suitcase for Hogwarts was mostly covered in fragile books, the paint peeling off the covers as the binding bended easily from all the days of being read. He didn't consider this as odd - simply as bringing your friends along. It all started off as an act kindness... Remus never planned for it to turn out the way it did. He was the boy's shield and sword, guiding him as they walked a path together. He didn't plan on the boy having his own sword. He didn't plan on the boy swinging it at him. He never planned on receiving death by a thousand cuts. ā€Žć€°ćƒ»ā¦ćƒ»ć€°
įµ—įµƒįµ—įµ—įµ’įµ’įµ‰įµˆ Ź°įµ‰įµƒŹ³įµ— ; ᵒⁿᵉ įµ–ā±įµ‰į¶œįµ‰ by cherubstar
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ā•°ā”ˆāž¤... Źøįµ’įµ˜ įµˆįµ’āæ'įµ— āæįµ‰įµ‰įµˆ įµ—įµ’ ʷᵒʳʳʸ įµƒįµ‡įµ’įµ˜įµ— įµįµƒįµā±āæįµ ᵐᵉ ᶜʳᵃᶻʸ , 'į¶œįµƒįµ˜Ė¢įµ‰ ᓵ'ᵐ ʷᵃʸ įµ–įµƒĖ¢įµ— įµ—Ź°įµƒįµ— Ā”! āž ā˜†āœ¼ā˜…ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā˜…āœ¼ā˜† Dellinger's head immediately snapped in his direction, "Ahaha! Screw you! Screw you!" He shouted; his voice becoming deeper as he tried kicking the marine. "Hey! Hey! We said stop it, kid!" The Marines struggled to keep a hold on the moving boy, "I'LL STOMP YOU ALL TO DEATH! YOU MELON HEADS!" Dellinger swung one leg back and kicked it out to hit one in the nose but the marine dodged the attack; forcing all three to fall on their heads. "... if Captain Koby's unit don't hurry, I'll put a bullet in my head..." one of the fallen marines wearily groaned. "He survived Brother Law, hehe. You have to be a strong person for that!" Dellinger giggled, staring off into nothing in particular as he fascinated on the news paper he read twice a day that had Captain Koby's article in it, "A hero they call him. Wasted in the Marines! I said- hehe, I said Doffy! We need him! You know what Doffy said?" He childishly looked up at the Marines with glowing red eyes, "'If you can catch him, he's all yours.' Hahaha! Doffy said it! Ahhh, ahaha! I'll make Doffy proud! I'll make up for my lost! His lost!" Dellinger insanely giggled. The marines awkwardly deadpanned the short giggling boy. With another sigh and a huff, they grumbled under breaths; impatiently waiting on the pink haired Marine captain to come retrieve his prisoner.... ā˜†āœ¼ā˜…ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā˜…āœ¼ā˜†
āæįµ‰įµ‰įµˆŹø ; ˢᵘᶻⁱⁿ įµ‡Ė”įµƒį¶œįµ  by cherubstar
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ā•°ā”ˆāž¤...ᓬⁿᵈ ᓵ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ āæįµ‰įµ‰įµˆŹø, ʷᵃʸ įµ—įµ’įµ’ ᵈᵃᵐⁿ āæįµ‰įµ‰įµˆŹø; ᓵ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ āæįµ‰įµ‰įµˆŹø, ᵗᵉ˔˔ ᵐᵉ ʰᵒʷ įµįµ’įµ’įµˆ ⁱᵗ ᶠᵉᵉ˔ˢ įµ—įµ’ ᵇᵉ āæįµ‰įµ‰įµˆįµ‰įµˆĀ”! āž >>>>>>> Happiness: the state of being happy <<<<<<< "Maybe true happiness is when we are happy with ourselves." -Faraway >>>>What is being happy? <<<<< Most people say happiness comes from within when one is happy with thyself. But is that true? If you was to look around at your life right now and see everyone laughing, smiling, having a good time and enjoying themselves, would that make you happy or sad? If you was to be sad, would that reflect on if you are happy with yourself or not? Some people do not believe that happiness comes from being pleased with thyself. Who would? It makes no sense. You can be pleased with who you are but not be happy because of the situation you are stuck in. >>>>But the important question here is: what is happiness? <<<< Is it a choice? Is it a job? Do you have to have it? Happiness can be found in anything and anywhere.... to some. To most: it starts with yourself. Some find happiness in money; some find it in working; some even find it in being slaves to say the least. But not everyone will agree with that certain happiness. But is everyone made to be happy? Is everyone life made to be happy? Raise your hand if you say no. I'm a firm believer in the fact that happiness is just a word used to make everyone treat it likes it's treasure in the search for gold. Happiness is all up to one person: you. You have the ability to find happiness in someone, something, anything and anytime in this world. But not everyone is made for happiness. Not everyone can be happy. But... maybe, just maybe, happiness comes across those who we would least expect. How do I know? Because there's one woman that happiness skipped over for years before it finally decided to show its face towards her.... ....
 įµ‡įµ‰į¶œįµƒįµ˜Ė¢įµ‰ ᶦ Ė”į¶¦įµįµ‰įµˆ ᵃ ᵇᵒʸ ; ᵃʲ ˔ᵉᵉ  by cherubstar
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ā•°ā”ˆāž¤... ᓺᵒʷ ᓵ'ᵐ ᵃ Ź°įµ’įµįµ‰Ź·Ź³įµ‰į¶œįµįµ‰Ź³, ᓵ'ᵐ ᵃ Ė¢Ė”įµ˜įµ— ; ᓬ˔˔ įµ‡įµ‰į¶œįµƒįµ˜Ė¢įµ‰ ᓵ Ė”į¶¦įµįµ‰įµˆ ᵃ ᵇᵒʸ Ā”! āž ā˜†āœ¼ā˜…ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā˜…āœ¼ā˜† April Mendez is the school's psychopath. She's the girl you turn away from, the girl you whisper about in the halls. Does she mind it? Sometimes. Yes, she'd prefer rumors about her be said to her face, and yeah, she prefers her old friends give explanations why they believe said rumors, but that's not the reality she could have in a world where a mentally unstable girl wasn't listened to, but instead - talked over. A girl is supposed to act with class, or with enough dignity to have what society called "self respect." When she embarrasses herself, it's her fault. When she defends herself, it's her fault. When she's singled out, it's her fault. And AJ had to learn this the hard way. Slut shamed by the same friends she defended for being cheated on. Bullied by the same people who claimed to care about her well being. Suspensions thanks to fighting over altercations she never started. A tarnished reputation her emotions had no control over... all because she liked a boy. Where was the justice in that? And why did she have to go back to it? ā˜†āœ¼ā˜…ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā˜…āœ¼ā˜†
į¶ ā±įµŹ°įµ— Ė¢įµ’āæįµ ; ʰᵃʳʳʸ ᵖᵒᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵉˣᵗˢ  by cherubstar
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ā•°ā”ˆāž¤ ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵐʸ į¶ ā±įµŹ°įµ— Ė¢įµ’āæįµ ; įµ€įµƒįµįµ‰ įµ‡įµƒį¶œįµ ᵐʸ ˔ⁱᶠᵉ Ė¢įµ’āæįµ Ā”! āž Ever wonder what our wonderful friends of Harry Potter are doing with their regular lives? Lucky you! Because with help of Sirius Orion Black, I hacked into their phones and got their text messages. But how rude of me! *Holds out hand* I'm cherubstar! Nice to meet you! Anyway, gotta go peeps! I got more phones to hack! Note: this features the Marauders as their younger selves as well as Frank and Alice. Feel free to ask me how.
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ā•°ā”ˆāž¤ ... ᶠᵒʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵐᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᶦˢ ᵃ į¶œįµƒįµ˜Ė¢įµ‰ ʷʰᶦᶜʰ ʰᵉ Ź·įµ’įµ˜Ė”įµˆ įµ–Ź³įµ’įµ˜įµˆĖ”Źø įµˆį¶¦įµ‰ ᶠᵒʳ Ā”! āž ā˜†āœ¼ā˜…ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā˜…āœ¼ā˜† Ā» [invasion by BLEACH] Ā« 0:04 ─〇───── 2:51 ⇄ ā—ƒā—ƒ ā… ā…  ▹▹ ↻ the invasion of the anime verse - created and led by vash the stampede (or vash the nico if you let him tell it - confused ? read and find out why). as the anime verses conjoin and revive, see how they navigate their love lives and time periods while simultaneously not understanding a single damn thing about each other. ā˜†āœ¼ā˜…ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā”ā˜…āœ¼ā˜† ā•°ā”ˆāž¤...ᓬⁿᵈ Ė¢Ź°įµ‰įµˆ ʰᶦˢ įµ‡Ė”įµ’įµ’įµˆ, įµ—įµ’ ˢᵗᵉᵐ ᵗʰᵉ į¶ Ė”įµ’įµ’įµˆ, įµ—įµ’ įµ‡įµƒŹ³Ź³į¶¦į¶œįµƒįµˆįµ‰ į¶¦āæįµ›įµƒĖ¢į¶¦įµ’āæ Ā”! āž
 š˜ š—² š—ŗ š—½ š˜ š—® š˜ š—¶ š—¼ š—» 怆  by adornateez
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š˜ š—² š—ŗ š—½ š˜ š—® š˜ š—¶ š—¼ š—» ↣ š—· š—® š—ŗ š—² š˜€ - š—½ š—¼ š˜ š˜ š—² š—æ Temptation • the desire to do something, especially something wrong or unwise Guilt • a feeling of having done wrong or failed in an obligation "š—§š—µš—² š——š—²š˜ƒš—¶š—¹ š—øš—»š—¼š˜„š˜€ š˜†š—¼š˜‚š—æ š—»š—®š—ŗš—² š—Æš˜‚š˜ š—°š—®š—¹š—¹š˜€ š˜†š—¼š˜‚ š—Æš˜† š˜†š—¼š˜‚š—æ š˜€š—¶š—». š—šš—¼š—± š—øš—»š—¼š˜„š˜€ š˜†š—¼š˜‚š—æ š˜€š—¶š—» š—Æš˜‚š˜ š—°š—®š—¹š—¹š˜€ š˜†š—¼š˜‚ š—Æš˜† š˜†š—¼š˜‚š—æ š—»š—®š—ŗš—²." -š—„š—¶š—°š—®š—æš—±š—¼ š—¦š—®š—»š—°š—µš—²š˜‡ "Never be tempted.... it leads to guilt....." Ų‚
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