tips jadi rp update nya dong kk 🙈🙈

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄-𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄.
“Fabric becomes doctrine beneath
dim streetlight and passing hours”

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Beneath sodium-lit firmaments and the
hush of midnight avenues, street-born
regalia stands as scripture carved in
cotton and thread.

🛗 ➜ (WEAR-WITHOUT-BOAST.)
Threads inherit grit, not trends.

This attire speaks not through volume,
but through restraint sharpened by grit,
where elegance is not inherited, but
earned through friction with the world.

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Aku sekolah di malam hari ceyians😨😨😨😨

Aku tahu aku luar biasa, dan hari ini aku tidak takut menunjukkannya. Setiap langkahku penuh percaya diri, setiap senyumku penuh kemenangan… dan jujur saja, dunia ini agak terlalu kecil untukku, tapi aku menikmatinya sepenuhnya.
thanks chatgpt

A day of ineffable splendor began beneath a sky still bright with afternoon light, as Rochéveil's Mark and Calsearth's Leehan spent time together at a café as the close friends they had always been. They ordered drinks and desserts, sharing easy conversations and quiet laughter while the day gradually softened into the amber hush of twilight.

Within that gentle atmosphere, Rochéveil's Mark, in serene repose, unfurled a dulcet smile as he met the fervently radiant gaze of Calsearth's Leehan, whose warmth felt as sweet as the delicacies they shared. They lingered as time seemed to stretch endlessly, savoring sugared indulgences and the simple comfort of each other's company.

By the time they stepped outside, the sky had already deepened into night. Before parting ways, Mark paused to buy ice cream, a small continuation of the days sweetness. With quiet fondness, Leehan captured a photograph of him enjoying it beneath the darkened sky—an ordinary moment preserved as a gentle memory of their companionship.