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Omg u changed ur name???
          
          No wonder I was so confused earlier help

psle headcanon
          he gets ignored by o, n, and a levels 90% of the time like a neglected unnoticeable youngest child </3 they don't do it on purpose gng, they somehow don't notice him well at all sigh

waits for psle results cutely

someone is playing this is what it sounds like in the bus

been neglecting my wattpad, so today im givin it big makeover for 2026 lol ^ ^

why i fw seab x cambridge sm now

part 2 and 3 of seabridge satire is out!

lol guys u get snippet of this :)
          I hear the horror, the rising panic laced in his voice even as he falters. I look away, unable to look straight into those piercingly blue eyes. This isn’t the first time something like this has happened, and both he and I know this fact far too well.
          ‘You’re joking, right?’ he says, probably not in an attempt to make light of this situation but to convince himself to believe I was indeed lying. He lets out a shaky laugh. ‘Right?’ I stay silent, bracing myself. ‘Right?!’
          The hitch in his voice, like he’s about to cry, the way it sounded more like a plead for a ‘yes’ in response than a question, it shatters my heart. Again, I’ve broke him. Again, I’d shown just how irresponsible I can be.
          I force myself to meet his gaze, swallowing down the urge to simply drop on my knees and beg for forgiveness.
          i gave up on trying to type it out

Yo should I come to ur house and waht time, u haven't really my messages