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yo twin..that lil pregnant silence is over....bro i live....brotato chip...draws you back into my fic....get back here you lil rascal...

Dude... I'm cringing so hard bro... I js remembered I wrote this AOT fic... And it was my first ever one— Why am I getting war flashbacks from my fuck ass writing in KUMA?

Dude.. what the fuck was I even writing in my drafts... ANYWAYYY! 
          
          Y'all, my account got hacked. BUTTTT I got it back, HENCE, I am here, typing this. I will.................... Continue writing. KUMA. Heh. And assssssssssss an apology! You will get long long long chapter 

Hey babes... Why haven't you chaged ur pfp.. is been a while.. DON'T LEAVE LIKE LAST TIME

Why is this person so depressed? 

I just want to say: I'm sorry. I am annoying. 

Imagine me being an illegal in America... Heh.. 

Hi

Failing Love?
          
          Upon the wings where butterflies once flew,  
          In gardens rich with laughter’s tender glow,  
          There blooms the seed of sorrow’s bitter rue,  
          As love’s sweet promise churns in pain below.  
          
          What fate is this that threads our hearts with grief?  
          When whispers turn to echoes lost in night,  
          A touch that wrought both comfort and belief,  
          Now frail like shadows slipping from the light.  
          
          In every glance a hope we carve anew,  
          Yet destiny, with cruel hands, will weave  
          A tapestry where vibrant dreams undo—  
          For love can fail, and hearts must break and grieve.  
          
          So here we stand where once the laughter swirled,  
          Two souls now lost—a tragedy unfurled.  

Falling to Rise
          
          Upon the ground, the dreams do softly lay,  
          In shadows deep where hopes begin to break,  
          Yet through the dark, there lies a brighter way,  
          For falling low ignites the will to wake.  
          
          The path of life is etched with slips and tears,  
          A dance of doubt where courage finds its place,  
          For every wound bears scars that speak of fears,  
          And failure’s grip can mold a stronger grace.  
          
          So fear not when your footing fate does shake,  
          Embrace the fall as seeds of strength can grow;  
          In every stumble lies the chance to make  
          A heart anew that’s wiser from the flow.  
          
          Thus know this truth as stars align above:  
          To rise again, we learn from all we love.