𝑻ragedy.
@y0uthful.bsky.social
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✦ ⠀◟ ყou'll change your name, or change your mind.
𝙰nd leave this fucked up place behind─ִ ,
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✦ ⠀◟ ყou'll change your name, or change your mind.
𝙰nd leave this fucked up place behind─ִ ,
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀( #𝐀ᴇᴅɪꜰɪᴄ )
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Pinned
/parody
My parents are being gay
My parents are being gay
October 29, 2025 at 2:50 AM
/parody
My parents are being gay
My parents are being gay
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Speed running the begining cause we're us💀
Guys promise it'll get better
Speed running the begining cause we're us💀
Guys promise it'll get better
October 26, 2025 at 4:35 AM
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Speed running the begining cause we're us💀
Guys promise it'll get better
Speed running the begining cause we're us💀
Guys promise it'll get better
//
We are the most unpredictable people bro LAMAJEHXJ
We are the most unpredictable people bro LAMAJEHXJ
October 26, 2025 at 4:06 AM
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We are the most unpredictable people bro LAMAJEHXJ
We are the most unpredictable people bro LAMAJEHXJ
It doesn't react to the change in motion, the sword it holds in it's hand glows as it moves into the direction it wants to go.
He stays silent, slowly moving with the nothing of the sword and crown. His steps slow, the wind follows.
His sheep also follow, their cries making their presence known.
He stays silent, slowly moving with the nothing of the sword and crown. His steps slow, the wind follows.
His sheep also follow, their cries making their presence known.
October 5, 2025 at 4:24 AM
It doesn't react to the change in motion, the sword it holds in it's hand glows as it moves into the direction it wants to go.
He stays silent, slowly moving with the nothing of the sword and crown. His steps slow, the wind follows.
His sheep also follow, their cries making their presence known.
He stays silent, slowly moving with the nothing of the sword and crown. His steps slow, the wind follows.
His sheep also follow, their cries making their presence known.
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Uh huh
Uh huh
I..I’m alright .. thanks.
( Suspiciously glowing smoothie.. )
October 3, 2025 at 7:26 PM
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Uh huh
Uh huh
. .
What was this feeling?
Tragedy isn't supposed to 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭.
What was this feeling?
Tragedy isn't supposed to 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭.
September 29, 2025 at 8:46 PM
. .
What was this feeling?
Tragedy isn't supposed to 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭.
What was this feeling?
Tragedy isn't supposed to 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭.
It seems to be spreading faster.
September 28, 2025 at 6:02 AM
It seems to be spreading faster.
( it seems more aggressive today. )
September 23, 2025 at 11:54 PM
( it seems more aggressive today. )
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Hey chat in SO EXCITED I GOT ONTO A INDEPENDENT COMPETITION COLOR GUARD TEAM YAYYYY
Hey chat in SO EXCITED I GOT ONTO A INDEPENDENT COMPETITION COLOR GUARD TEAM YAYYYY
September 22, 2025 at 4:10 PM
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Hey chat in SO EXCITED I GOT ONTO A INDEPENDENT COMPETITION COLOR GUARD TEAM YAYYYY
Hey chat in SO EXCITED I GOT ONTO A INDEPENDENT COMPETITION COLOR GUARD TEAM YAYYYY
Reposted by 𝑻ragedy.
I LOVED YOU
LIKE THE SUN .ᐟ
I LOVED YOU
LIKE THE SUN .ᐟ
September 20, 2025 at 3:47 AM
I LOVED YOU
LIKE THE SUN .ᐟ
I LOVED YOU
LIKE THE SUN .ᐟ
The sheep crowd him.
They cry in dread.
They cry in dread.
September 18, 2025 at 6:00 PM
The sheep crowd him.
They cry in dread.
They cry in dread.
Plant by plant.
Person by person.
It's all melting away.
Person by person.
It's all melting away.
September 17, 2025 at 5:46 PM
Plant by plant.
Person by person.
It's all melting away.
Person by person.
It's all melting away.
ೄྀ : @wartornpaths.bsky.social ,
father‘s face was buried in early summer flowers. there was something gruesome about the utter freshness of those flowers.
September 16, 2025 at 4:37 PM
ೄྀ : @wartornpaths.bsky.social ,
He now stands at a cliff, the view ruined by the plauged sky and the tragedy that follows him.
He stares down, out at what was a beautiful land.
It feels nothing for it now.
Just stares, and stares. . Maybe something will come back to him.
He stares down, out at what was a beautiful land.
It feels nothing for it now.
Just stares, and stares. . Maybe something will come back to him.
September 15, 2025 at 6:27 PM
He now stands at a cliff, the view ruined by the plauged sky and the tragedy that follows him.
He stares down, out at what was a beautiful land.
It feels nothing for it now.
Just stares, and stares. . Maybe something will come back to him.
He stares down, out at what was a beautiful land.
It feels nothing for it now.
Just stares, and stares. . Maybe something will come back to him.
. . It cannot wonder why she is there.
It only tilts it's head. .
It only tilts it's head. .
September 14, 2025 at 3:36 PM
. . It cannot wonder why she is there.
It only tilts it's head. .
It only tilts it's head. .
There's another here. . it feels them lingering near. .
Perhaps that why it has paused in it's endless walk.
Perhaps that why it has paused in it's endless walk.
September 14, 2025 at 3:23 PM
There's another here. . it feels them lingering near. .
Perhaps that why it has paused in it's endless walk.
Perhaps that why it has paused in it's endless walk.
He looks up to the other, he can. . acknowledge the presence. . But not much more then that.
It doesn't feel, it doesn't have to-
Whats the point anyway?
It doesn't feel, it doesn't have to-
Whats the point anyway?
September 14, 2025 at 3:06 PM
He looks up to the other, he can. . acknowledge the presence. . But not much more then that.
It doesn't feel, it doesn't have to-
Whats the point anyway?
It doesn't feel, it doesn't have to-
Whats the point anyway?
Hes stopped, just for a moment.
Just. . . Standing.
Just. . . Standing.
September 14, 2025 at 2:57 PM
Hes stopped, just for a moment.
Just. . . Standing.
Just. . . Standing.