bridges are metaphors. how seriously you take them is up to you, and only you. you could walk across, you could run across, and it wouldnt matter as long as you got to other side.
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Ask countries their (dark) secrets and they will answer or their dark past they're same ^w^
You can tell things that they don't want to remember/hear •^• (evil laugh)
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Joni, Mia and Emilia each suddenly disappear on their 12th birthday. But where to?
(I DO NOT OWN THE CURRENT IMAGE, IT WAS FOUND ON PINTEREST ) THERES NOT ENOUGH CANDY JEM ANYWHERE FOR ME
Across decades, he writes what he could never say. In a hundred letters, he recalls fleeting touches, stolen glances, and moments of quiet intimacy with the boy he loved ; a love unspoken, impossible, and unforgettable.
Letters never sent.
This use to be called MATHಠ_ಠ
But I wanted to talk about my everyday existential crisis of a life
So here you go!
Edit: i made this account like 3 years ago sorry for my cringe