“Iya bg, lu menang lagi.”
Capek juga sih cakep gini, tapi ya mau gimana… takdir emang gila buat gw yang cakep brutal!
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sjarnies! hello lagi dari heeju. ♡
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Forwarded from DIARY OF THE HEFFLINS : A Page We Probably Shouldn't Post.
Today was such a long, exhausting day, but honestly? The memories were worth every penny. It all started with our little brother, Sjarn’s Heeju, being his usual loud self and demanding a treat because his group caught a win.
But then things went south—in a funny way. Somehow, Liesbon’s Ruohan and Quarted’s Giselle ended up roaming the whole city, basically buying everything in sight and just handing me the bill. Like, the audacity?! My bank account is crying, but seeing them that happy was everything. I love them so much, even if they're absolute menaces. Let's definitely do this again soon (maybe after my next paycheck, though).
But then things went south—in a funny way. Somehow, Liesbon’s Ruohan and Quarted’s Giselle ended up roaming the whole city, basically buying everything in sight and just handing me the bill. Like, the audacity?! My bank account is crying, but seeing them that happy was everything. I love them so much, even if they're absolute menaces. Let's definitely do this again soon (maybe after my next paycheck, though).
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WINTER CASTE-OATHS. |
ISOLATE HOME CATCH SCENE.
Hearken to this utterance through corridors wherein silence takes residence, windows blind with hoarfrost, and rooftops laden heaviness with the snow. Ardor thickens, yet in that devotion we summon wishes to @TheMorseviic and @Rocheveil for their winsome monthiversary jubilee.
Therefore, they aren't some ephemeral apparitions that skim across forgotten panes, nor background figures consign to shadow, but the principal frame afterglow that clings as the lens gathers frost. Endlessly shall callbacks ring, and pure delight through dwelling alone, but never lonesome with snow corridors heritage.
From the frost-bound
shelter, @Sjarns 🚖
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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤPRONOUNCEMENT FROM THE
WINTER CASTE-OATHS. |
16thISOLATE HOME CATCH SCENE.
Hearken to this utterance through corridors wherein silence takes residence, windows blind with hoarfrost, and rooftops laden heaviness with the snow. Ardor thickens, yet in that devotion we summon wishes to @TheMorseviic and @Rocheveil for their winsome monthiversary jubilee.
Therefore, they aren't some ephemeral apparitions that skim across forgotten panes, nor background figures consign to shadow, but the principal frame afterglow that clings as the lens gathers frost. Endlessly shall callbacks ring, and pure delight through dwelling alone, but never lonesome with snow corridors heritage.
From the frost-bound
shelter, @Sjarns 🚖
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