Good news, Ilyes! After quite a long wait, I was finally able to attend The Weeknd's concert last week. His performance was truly mesmerising and incredible; his songs were such a delight to listen to and, in fact, they're all my favourites... Come to think of it, most of them are already on my playlist. 😆 I really went all out choosing this outfit, and it's become one that truly reflects who I really am. (I ateeeee the outfit, don't I, Ilyes?) Perhaps not everyone will be able to see it, but another time, we can enjoy it together. 🖤

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THE SANGUƖNE HERALD ◈ 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎
⠀   ︎ ︎⠀︎ ︎ᛝ 📰 “ISSUE VOL. XXI”
 ⠀  ︎⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 　
Within the 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯. An epithet
once interred: Unholy Witness
𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗩𝗘’
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’𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗧 𝗩𝗘𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗟 ﹫ VIGIL.
OMEN, 🩸 (’𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳)
A pale 𝘩ö𝘶𝘳 draws: near & something
ancient has 𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗨𝗡 Ț𝗢 𝗪𝗔𝗞𝗘 🐦‍⬛️
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Hi, Ilyes. It's my first time showed up here. (kinda nervous) This is a behind-the-scenes look at my birthday project video, and turns out crossing over to Level 21 meant going head-to-head with my own reflection from Level 20. Oh, don't forget about the SFX makeup, it's lit isn't it, Ilyes? Well, I'm totally drained but it was worth it all along. Immense gratitude to my dear Eelje for standing as my sanctuary through every tier of this journey, I'm glad I made it through with Eelje by my side. Here’s to conquering the unwritten chapters ahead.
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Checking the tape to begin recording for RoleBase—FM, signaling that we are #OnAir! Standing proudly to govern the stage, disclosing an exalted and peerless portraiture to the studio today in celebration of this grand showcase. On behalf of @EELJES, politely soliciting the master of records for the finest and melodious serenade to accompany this presence as it echoes and captivates receivers far and wide!
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Little update from yours truly! Just dropping by with a little Don’t Flirt dance. Miss me yet, Ilyes?

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There will be no cure for this, Ilyes. One month ago, front barrier, heels still caked after the festival and I am fully alive. Still as light as a stray feather and way younger than I am now, (it’s only a month difference), fifty thousand people moving under the towering steel stage rigs of Rock in Rio and safe to say, I might be one of it. I’m still asking myself about who I was trying to outrun last September, because once the mosh pit break, you might’ve just lost one of your shoe. I was standing still when Noah’s voice tore straight through the air, Bad Omens’ Left For Good was playing, it was a back-to-back kick seeing the wall of death pit from Nowhere To Go and I’m beyond happy. I even got my nails painted black and all these extraordinary look.. for this only. I spent like six hours screaming until my throat turned dry then going back to the silence of the hotel room. The feeling still lingering until this day, anyways, so I hope there will be another chance for me to go around again. 🤟🏻🖤
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