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November 26, 2025 at 6:29 PM
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// YEAH
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November 25, 2025 at 4:10 AM
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// FRAN IM SORRY ITS DOING IT AGAIN
November 18, 2025 at 4:53 PM
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November 2, 2025 at 2:30 AM
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yummy?
October 28, 2025 at 6:34 PM
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COUGH
October 23, 2025 at 4:50 AM
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its ALL OF THIS, my FUCKING CREDIT CARD NUMBER????, or my ID??? thats insane
October 5, 2025 at 9:53 PM
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Below are the musings of a poet who yearns for the touch of someone far, far away. I find it quite disheartening that, while in my room back home, there is no sound. No hum of the machinery, nor the chatter of Servants who roam the halls late at night. Nothing I've become accustomed to in Gudiot's Chaldea seems to exist within the Chaldea I call home. Can I truly call something so devoid of life, so dull and without color, a home? Regardless, I must return there every night. Back to the same bedroom one would assume I shared in times long past. I had hoped that our brief vacation this summer would bring me some reprieve from this loneliness, but I couldn't have expected a return to Luluhawa, of all places. How cruel fate can be. I walked past all of the same sights. The same amusement park that Master and I spent days in. The shores we strolled down-- where we gathered shells for each other. The very same hotel we shared a room within stood tall despite the madness all around this year's Fes. Even the same cliff face on which we watched the sun set and confessed our feelings was sitting there. For the briefest of moments, I saw her there; a fleeting wisp that vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. Even if those same landmarks existed in this parallel world, they were different. The colors were faded. The lights were dimmed. Nothing seemed to hold the same luster as it used to. It was quite wonderful seeing everyone enjoying themselves, but I found it hard to leave my room with all of these locales tormenting my every moment. Should I have appreciated the chance to revisit everything? Perhaps it was my chance to give a proper farewell.
August 9, 2025 at 4:49 AM
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// 8th anni
August 7, 2025 at 3:02 PM
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I WANT TO BE HELD I WANT TO BE COMFORTED I WANT TO BE LOVED I WANT TO BE INTIMATE WITH SOMEONE I LOVE AND WHO LOVES ME I WANT TO BE KISSED I WANT SOMEONE TO HOLD MY HAND I WANT SOMEONE TO WHISPER SWEET NOTHINGS INTO MY EAR I WANT TO LAUGH WITH SOMEONE I LOVE I WANT TO CRY AND BE COMFORTED I WANT I WANT I WANT WANT WANT WANT WANT WANT WANT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
August 4, 2025 at 11:05 PM
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you WERE you were SCARED
July 13, 2025 at 1:33 AM
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chat i love her
July 8, 2025 at 1:31 AM
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// pinned
June 23, 2025 at 4:53 AM