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𝗦𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗲'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻'❟ 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗦𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘄𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲? 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆

Idfk

This is the most misleading title I have ever decided on you know those rlly bad texting/kik fics yeah that's what this is I'm not even making a serious description for this but it actually has a semi plot.

Random yappery

i post my OCs and fanart and talk about my silly little life. the first ten kinda suck since they're from like 2021 lmaoo i promise i got better

Welcome to one hell of a disorganized mess, where I try to help you understand how I malfunction in this corrupted world full of bitches and perverts like me.

Sydney Rhodes is a 13-year-old girl who struggles with self-love, anxiety, and depression. She encounters love, fear, excitement, and new possibilities. Sydney is a girl who has a rough past not many people know about (unless they remember), she just started 8th grade. She gets panic attacks, but keeps them hidden, only her best friend knows about them. She tries hard to fit in, but when it all gets to be too much, how will she manage? How will she keep her panic attacks a secret? Based on a true story...

Idk sometimes I get in moods and I wanna be emo enjoy ig

Me opening up about my feelings

Just som crack mad by smol chld (meh). Being quite honest it gets better as it goes on in chapter. I was and still am a cringey bean

I'm 11 years old, now and a regular drawer. I usually draw people in a realistic anime-like style I guess. Other than that I have nothing else really, just some of my drawings. I would love it if you guys could leave comments on my drawings and please tell me how I can improve them!Critisism is welcome to me. Sorry, I can't guarantee that I'll update regularly. I just update pretty much randomly and it can be a clusterfuck at times but oh well. And uhh I guess this is a time capsule for me cause it's really fun to see how fast I change my style and improve! Like wow compare my first posts to my updated ones.

this is about what I've witnessed, what I've been through, what I understand, what I'm trying to understand, why I feel how I feel, how I feel and what I don't feel, everything.

style

" depression and obsession don't mix well. " - zayn knows he will never have him so his depression, which has tormented him since he was 12, becomes even worse along with his obsession over him.

book of my trash roleplay characters kind of explains itself in the title

Mr. Smith wakes from once another nightmare ever since Ari showed him a trick which led to her putting his full foot in her mouth. He ends up getting some help from his homies, his brothers, his main men, his homeboys, his bubbagrub, his isaac, his sisters from another mister, his diggity dawgs, Korn!

Huh it's happened again? Nagito and Hajime start to feel weird, hot almost. Their clothes feel tighter, mainly around their crotches. What exactly did Teruteru do? Spoilers

my continuous story.

Bunch of poems written by myself ❤️