jauh dimata, dekat dihati, dengan Riki nya Delaire dan SinB nya Blanc disini, mengucapkan selamat pagi. matahari boleh panas terik, tapi tetap kamu yang menarik #Ngodecrush. gua baru aja keliling dengan ce SinB sambil bawa guguknya di pagi yang sebenarnya ga indah indah banget, kata Ce SinB guguknya perlu healing, jadi sebagai tetangga dan adek yang baik, gua terpaksa nemenin. kalian lihat ga sih muka Ce SinB merengut gitu? itu tanda tak mampu, tak mampu menahan diri melihat dia dengan yang lain. maka dari itu gua temenin, walau gua nya selalu minta traktirin. sebelum kami pamit, kami mengucapkan selamat hari rabu buat kamu yang senyumnya semanis madu.
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‣ㅤ autumnal poetry: (ii) ─── diary.
The grains of warmth make everyone feel its beauty, pensively looking out the window surrounded by chirping birds.
ㅤ／ 🖊ㅤFull of magic that captivates our family, it keeps many beautiful verses of poetry, a place of great wisdom and will always shine. would like to wish our esteemed neighbors a happy mensive @GraceOfVicky, @CampOfLachers &. @DreadStrange. transports of delight. wielded them with merrymaking precision, their light waking golden fire in the future.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.. sparkling night. pocket, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAncient O'clock.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤⓘ 15.50 ◟happiness.
ㅤ ( .. ) ─── happy, xi.ver : a diary full of mystery in it was found worn, ancient and dirty. contains the daily life of our family in beautiful autumn, scattered with romantic poetry from ancient times. ────────────────────
It is so full of happiness here, many ancient records are neatly arranged, with the signature of The Delaire Family. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsincerely, @TheDelaire.
‣ㅤ autumnal poetry: (ii) ─── diary.
The grains of warmth make everyone feel its beauty, pensively looking out the window surrounded by chirping birds.
ㅤ／ 🖊ㅤFull of magic that captivates our family, it keeps many beautiful verses of poetry, a place of great wisdom and will always shine. would like to wish our esteemed neighbors a happy mensive @GraceOfVicky, @CampOfLachers &. @DreadStrange. transports of delight. wielded them with merrymaking precision, their light waking golden fire in the future.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.. sparkling night. pocket, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAncient O'clock.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤⓘ 15.50 ◟happiness.
ㅤ ( .. ) ─── happy, xi.ver : a diary full of mystery in it was found worn, ancient and dirty. contains the daily life of our family in beautiful autumn, scattered with romantic poetry from ancient times. ────────────────────
It is so full of happiness here, many ancient records are neatly arranged, with the signature of The Delaire Family. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsincerely, @TheDelaire.
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good morning delaves! long time no see, kangen aku ndak? ^___^ oi aku kangen delav bangeet, enjoy your day yaaap delavess🩷
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Forwarded from KHERAELD: Blood & Roots.
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──────── INCREMENTAL VOYAGE.
SOULS WHO LOST, ENTER BACK HOME.
It goes from the decayed wood of a tree. Softly grows from the heartwood, seeps through the cambium, and ceases underneath the ground. It was something named breath. It was breath that seeks every lung, it was blood that flows in every veins. It was the long-awaited chronicle of the lost—of those whose limbs have gone astray, of those whose mouths are sewn, of those whose bones are planted in the mud. “We are in dire need of those from 1990 until 2010 Beholders.” Cease all the dismay. Longing in the ribs has soared buoyant. Intertwine the flame that is buried deep before the root in this realm. Utter the omen through the mouth, although the throats are suffocated.
( ... CLASPED SEATS.) 𖬺 (PROVISO OF HEREDITY.)
For all of the necessities regarding the recruitment, we are merely one root apart to assist through, @KheraeldBot Prevent the rot from occupying the mortal mind, for the bedlam and wrath shall no longer be around.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤROOTED THE BLOOD, @KHERAELD.
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──────── INCREMENTAL VOYAGE.
SOULS WHO LOST, ENTER BACK HOME.
It goes from the decayed wood of a tree. Softly grows from the heartwood, seeps through the cambium, and ceases underneath the ground. It was something named breath. It was breath that seeks every lung, it was blood that flows in every veins. It was the long-awaited chronicle of the lost—of those whose limbs have gone astray, of those whose mouths are sewn, of those whose bones are planted in the mud. “We are in dire need of those from 1990 until 2010 Beholders.” Cease all the dismay. Longing in the ribs has soared buoyant. Intertwine the flame that is buried deep before the root in this realm. Utter the omen through the mouth, although the throats are suffocated.
And the dawn splinters along with my arrival on the grove of @Kheraeld. The name is, [NAME], [USERNAME] wherein disguised as [MUSE, LINE], it is sufficient to say that I am riveted to remain within the custody of Kheraeld. The bloods may intertwine because of the veins that overlap, hence the roots. Permit me, permit me to linger among you as I believe that we align well. Much obliged for the consideration. ( ... CLASPED SEATS.) 𖬺 (PROVISO OF HEREDITY.)
For all of the necessities regarding the recruitment, we are merely one root apart to assist through, @KheraeldBot Prevent the rot from occupying the mortal mind, for the bedlam and wrath shall no longer be around.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤROOTED THE BLOOD, @KHERAELD.
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Forwarded from UNLOCKED: 𝘚TRIKËZ.
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console.log ("STRIKEZ! GO FURTHER — TAKE IT: HERETOFORE"); ‘& $ NEVER DOZES, KARMA EXIST AND YOU STILL DOWN, UP. 👁🗨²⁴
def, common
CAN YOU HEAR ME OUT?
Karma don’t half come ‘round in a proper slick way. And that’s us, the karma itself. We ain’t ever fadin', we’ll keep shinin’ bright as ever.ㅤㅤㅤ
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