Do you miss me, Sorbees?
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Hey Sorbees. I’m here again. How’s your Saturday going? Hope you’re all having a chill, happy day. Oh, and be honest… do I look good today? Hope the answer’s yes.
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Sorbees! Have you fallen asleep already? If you haven’t, I think we should have some fun together and dance tonight! (Psst, I’m out past curfew—don’t let my family find out, please? :3)
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Siap! Ini beberapa contoh kata-kata buat update karakter RP yang lagi ulang tahun, bisa kamu pakai buat story, post, atau thread — tinggal pilih mau vibes-nya lucu, sweet, tengil, atau aesthetic:
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🎉 Vibes Lucu & Santai:
“Another year older, same chaos energy. Happy birthday to me, I guess 🎂💅”
“Aging like fine wine or expired milk? We’ll never know. HBD to this mess 🍷💀”
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🎉 Vibes Lucu & Santai:
“Another year older, same chaos energy. Happy birthday to me, I guess 🎂💅”
“Aging like fine wine or expired milk? We’ll never know. HBD to this mess 🍷💀”
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JUNE OF 1ST, FIBS PLAITED IN HEARTH & HARVEST.
( . . ＊‘årstidene snakker, omfavner vårt hjem? Blunt!)
Sallow celestial panoramas bloaring upon timber bassinets weary hands: mere soil once was kissed by elusive perish rain, pronto bruited of life anew nether. Woebegone dismal no more, past sowed rue hereafter panaches in cinder-poted repose.
Thus, the inception kneads aught requiem for what hover for hearts bind elysium Rivulets of Memoir. Hitched in moments piroutte from mirth and prairie sward carol, under no circumstances of aim withal forever greed. Through thistle portage of sail, dead even unsought albeit found and launch by those who bear the culm burns: @Eirlst @Leutwin @Kheraeld @TheLamercy @MontgoIfier @TheDelaire @BabbyMonster. Torn witching hours merely cede surrender to cheers nor slaked. Intercede as wind plaiting by dint of rye, lamentd of old loiter too deep nether the ribs.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ BASINGㅤ /ㅤ NIGH.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Parrots balsa and grunt,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ thereby lantern cauterize
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ inferior, Sörguine Familie.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
JUNE OF 1ST, FIBS PLAITED IN HEARTH & HARVEST.
( . . ＊‘årstidene snakker, omfavner vårt hjem? Blunt!)
Sallow celestial panoramas bloaring upon timber bassinets weary hands: mere soil once was kissed by elusive perish rain, pronto bruited of life anew nether. Woebegone dismal no more, past sowed rue hereafter panaches in cinder-poted repose.
Thus, the inception kneads aught requiem for what hover for hearts bind elysium Rivulets of Memoir. Hitched in moments piroutte from mirth and prairie sward carol, under no circumstances of aim withal forever greed. Through thistle portage of sail, dead even unsought albeit found and launch by those who bear the culm burns: @Eirlst @Leutwin @Kheraeld @TheLamercy @MontgoIfier @TheDelaire @BabbyMonster. Torn witching hours merely cede surrender to cheers nor slaked. Intercede as wind plaiting by dint of rye, lamentd of old loiter too deep nether the ribs.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ BASINGㅤ /ㅤ NIGH.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Parrots balsa and grunt,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ thereby lantern cauterize
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ inferior, Sörguine Familie.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
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