ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔡 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔠𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔨𝔢𝔶
𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔩 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔞 "𝔖𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢"
𝔄𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔬 𝔦𝔰 𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔶
𝔓𝔯𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔭𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫
ℭ𝔞𝔫 𝔴𝔢 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔱, 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫?
ℭ𝔞𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔢𝔵𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔫, 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡, 𝔢𝔵𝔭𝔞𝔫𝔡, 𝔯𝔢𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰, 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫?
ℭ𝔞𝔫 𝔴𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨, 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔱, 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔡?
𝔑𝔬𝔴 ℑ'𝔪 𝔰𝔦𝔵 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯
𝔒𝔥 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯, 𝔬𝔥 𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯
ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔱 𝔥𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔰
ℭ𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔲𝔭 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯
𝔄 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯, 𝔞 𝔯𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔢𝔯
ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔱 𝔥𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔰
ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔡 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔶 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔶
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𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔢
ℑ 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 𝔞 𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔞𝔴 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯'𝔰 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔰
𝔄𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫, 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔡
𝔏𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔡𝔦𝔡 ℑ 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔬𝔩𝔡
𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔤𝔬, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢
𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔢𝔩𝔰𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔰
𝔄𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔰
𝔄𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔫
𝔊𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔞 𝔟𝔦𝔱 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡
ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢
𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔦𝔰 𝔲𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰
ℑ'𝔪 𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔴𝔢𝔡, ℑ 𝔴𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔯𝔲𝔫 𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔪𝔶 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔲𝔡𝔢 ℑ'𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔢, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔶𝔠𝔩𝔢
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