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What are the meanings of all those colour hearts? • • • 𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓪 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓶 🤑 So bored during the pandemic started -April 2nd 2020 Peace and love✌

The reason for my depressions and songs and terrible raps *sob*

In this story of murder drones we have the prototypes some hybrids that have some unique characteristics they are some ones that are just made to be superior and inferior to the murder drones and worker drones... In this story we would have lots of protagonists just to know better them well actually nope two protagonists the rest just will be there and will have their own time to be the protagonists if you want to know them then read the story oh and I love the Thad x V ship so we will have some stuff there but not stuff that can be you know. Those prototypes are called by their experiment name like the one you see on the pic but they have their nick names so far on just as a spoiler they don't have the absolute solver is a copy. now are you ready? then let's go to it... (and if you're not then don't read it)

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The bandages that covered his face in life have fallen away, all incinerated and hanging loosely around his neck. His face is completely destroyed. Unrecognizable. The skin covering his face is no longer there, all having melted away. His blood vessels have all burst, his nerves have fried along with the majority of his muscles. His jaw opens and closes a little bit. His eyes bore into me. They're large and round and completely accusing. His teeth are covered in bits of burnt muscle. I feel my heart thudding in my chest. He steps closer, closer. His bone gleams in the dim light. As he closes in on me, a pounding noise begins ringing through my ears. My heart beat- ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. It looked like he had been tossed into a fryer, fried alive, and he had been. By me. I did this to someone. I killed someone's team mate, someone's son. I killed someone's important person. -- Kimiko Kioku, a memory keeper. Never forgets anything, always notices, from the exact way the wind blew her hair against her face to coloring with her brother at five to the lullaby her mother would sing to her as she rocked her when she was not even a year old. She remembers. She remembers the blood, the glassy, clouded over eyes her brother had as he said his last words. She remembers the very first person she killed. She remembers how abandoned she feels, and how everything always feels like it's falling apart at the seams. (Can you say 'worst summary ever to exist'? Okay, maybe not that bad. But still pretty bad.)

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I'm a capricorn. I'm glad. I love my life. My life is screwed up. My life is amazing and weird. What to do? What to do...

Hey! A swiftie here I will be breaking down each and every Taylor Swift song in alphabetical order. so get ready for detailed explanations, ratings, reviews and more

The entirety of the human race is stupid.