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hamilton ( cut songs/workshop versions ) sentence starters !!
❝ the reality is not a pretty picture. ❞ ❝ tell him to stay home! ❞ ❝ you have invented a new kind of stupid. ❞ ❝ i begged you to take a break, you refused to. ❞ ❝ you’re the only enemy you ever seem to lose to! ❞ ❝ i look at you and think ‘god what have we done with our lives, and what did it get us?’ ❞ ❝ i’m not here for you. ❞ ❝ i will choose her happiness over mine every time. ❞ ❝ she died. she’s gone. ❞ ❝ she changed my life. she made my life worthwhile. ❞ ❝ sometimes it seems that’s all we do. ❞ ❝ you and i will build a strong foundation. ❞ ❝ you’ll blow us all away, someday. ❞ ❝ just apologize, we have worthier pursuits! ❞ ❝ that’s when i realized this was not a game. ❞ ❝ i want the world to know what i intended to do. ❞ ❝ he must have been so scared. ❞ ❝ i never had his instinct for self preservation. ❞ ❝ it’s not in his political interest to kill me. ❞ ❝ god, i can’t wait to see her again. ❞ ❝ bitch, please! you wouldn’t know what i’m doing! ❞ ❝ the line’s behind me, i crossed it again. ❞ ❝ you fat mother f– ! ❞ ❝ we in the shit now, somebody’s gotta shovel it. ❞ ❝ if you knock me down i get the fuck back up again. ❞ ❝ you swing at my family, you better not miss. you better have another punch to throw. ❞ ❝ you could let it go. ❞ ❝ people will always be critical. ❞ ❝ let other people be cynical. ❞ ❝ you’re smiling because you know i’m right. ❞ ❝ you didn’t kill him, did you? ❞ ❝ were you here this whole time? ❞ ❝ you don’t have to bring a gun to a knife fight. ❞ ❝ you know you really ought to listen to your wife, right? ❞ ❝ i hope you’re happy. ❞ ❝ you could have given me a word of warning. ❞ ❝ shhh. haven’t you talked enough? ❞ ❝ i need you by my side. ❞ ❝ i have a plan, but it’s risky. ❞ ❝ but i couldn’t turn my back on a nation in need. ❞ ❝ PAY YOUR FUCKING TAXES! ❞ ❝ teach them how to say goodbye. ❞ ❝ the enemies i’ve made won’t have anything on me now. ❞
@redscrnchie // CALL.
she’s spent the past fives minutes staring at various students. high school must be worse than training -- she’s surrounded by teenagers on a regular basis, but those adolescents always have some kind of control over their emotions. it’s required -- for students, this apparently doesn’t apply. she turns her attention to the girl only a few feet away ; if she finds the source of all the emotions, she can return them and insure she doesn’t have to feel anything.
‘ you’re a monster. ‘ " yes. “
100 ways to say ‘I love you’, Skins edition
‘Wake up (name), you twat.’
‘Do you want a coke or something?’
‘Can I carry your books?’
‘Yeah, wow, lovely… No. But I like that you’re funny Iooking.’
‘Oh thank you, you’re so nice.’
‘You fancy me?’
‘I think that could have gone a lot worse, don’t you?’
‘We’ll miss you, won’t we?’
[ text ] : EAT
‘Have you always had that mole?’
‘I’m respecting. Believe me, I’m respecting.’
‘You alright? Do you want to dance?’
‘Do you want me to walk you home?’
‘We’ll make ourselves comfy, yeah?’
‘Shall I give you head?’
‘I’m gonna get an early night. Coming to bed?’
‘I’ll give you head - that’s friendship.’
‘But what about you? You’ve got bigger problems than me.’
‘I like your hair.’
‘And I’m really, really sorry for being a slut, okay?’
‘I realised something. I’ve been an idiot.’
‘And I was hoping maybe you’d give me another chance?’
‘You’re clever, funny, and… very, very pretty.’
‘So I’ll see you around.’
‘(name), you came! I mean, cool, I mean… I wasn’t sure you would.’
‘Do you think they’ll give us a joint cell?’
‘I don’t want this to be difficult.’
‘Did you get beaten up?’
‘I want to speak to you, and I think you want to speak to me.’
‘Kiss me again.’
‘Come on, I’m taking you for breakfast.’
‘Happy birthday, mate.’
‘There’s something I have to get off my chest and if I don’t, I’m afraid everything might just totally go to shit.’
‘Come to bed with me. Please.’
‘You’re my best friend, but I really don’t know what the fuck you’re on about most of the time.’
‘See? I remembered your favourite.’
‘Look, sorry, (name). But your mum says we gotta take you home.’
‘Come out. I’ll get you dancing.’
‘Do I have to gay you now?’
‘Right, I know it might seem a bit fast, but, well, I think we’re ready, so, er, (name) … I want you to move in with me.’
‘Let’s talk. Fill me in with everything. Every little detail.’
‘We can carry on pretending, if it makes you feel any better.’
‘And I fucking love you.’
‘Wow! You’ve got a wacker lot of doughnuts.’
‘Cheeky.’
‘Thanks for keeping schtum.’
‘Hi, I made tea.’
‘I’ve never been to a pyjama party before, so I brought Vodka. Was that right?’
‘I’ll show you how to do a blowjob.’
‘I missed you… I missed you too much.’
‘I think you can do anything.’
‘It’s also nice just being with you, when you’re not being a prick, that is.’
‘You alright?’
‘I know you, (name). I know you’re lonely. I think you need someone to want you. Well, I do want you. So be brave. And want me back!’
‘Fuck you.’
‘Can’t we just sit like this … for a bit?’
‘This is a once-only charity event, you understand?’
‘I bought a fucking gateaux.’
‘Please. Can we start again?’
‘Facebook really needs to hear about this.’
‘You’re very stalkable.’
‘I was scared!’
‘I am so proud of you.’
‘Don’t you think you’ve had enough?’
‘She’s lovely, isn’t she?’
‘You look nice in that dress.’
‘You are doing so well, sweetheart.’
‘So you’re mental, and I’m useless.’
‘So, what are we doing next, mystery girl?’
‘I’ll never forget you.’
‘Hi. I got eggs. We can have eggs, yeah? And Red Bulls and pain au chocolat.’
‘I’d die for you. I love you. I love you so much and it’s killing me.’
‘Don’t take any crap this time.’
‘Badass.’
‘You’ve totally got, like, “fuck me” eyes, girl. Totally “fuck me sideways” eyes.’
‘Maybe we can go together.’
‘Don’t be an ass hat and people will like you more.’
‘I’m trying to understand your way, but you won’t let me.’
‘You’ve got quite a rep, but you’re actually pretty sound.’
‘You’ve got to stick it to the man, bruv.’
‘You need to sort yourself out.’
‘Remember when we were kids and we used to talk about just… just fucking it, running away and becoming roadies?’
‘Everything is going to be fine, I promise you.’
‘Hi, you look nice.’
‘You may live your life as you want.’
‘We’ll do a girls’ night in.’
‘You’re a shape-shifter of happiness.’
‘It’s not like we’re getting married! It was one dinner!’
‘Thank you, my henna-handed honcho.’
‘I’m sorry. I was just looking for somewhere a bit quiet.’
‘It’s heavenly.’
‘Why aren’t you here?’
‘I tried to ring you.’
‘Everything’s better. Here you are again.’
‘I’ll dance with you.’
‘What’s happened to you, (name)?’
‘I didn’t wanna tell you this when you were all smitten and shit but you can do better.’
‘Oh, my God! Oh, my God! I’m so glad you came!’
‘I promise. Everything’s going to be alright.’
‘ I love you.’
on a scale of one to ten how sad are you.
you almost say seven but the answer floats in your lungs like rising mud. you shift your shoulders. some part of you is already forming an excuse. that it’s not that bad sometimes. one, two, three on a day that the clouds are out. you’re just complaining about stuff. yesterday you laughed past a brick of a four, does that make the brick come down to a two-point-five. the solid seven panic attack of last tuesday feels somehow like a little thorn, just a regular day full of a gentle three-point-nine earthquake rocking after yesterday’s close-to-an-eight. see but if tomorrow you have a real bad day, it will make today look simple.
and what if. what if tomorrow it’s a big old red eight-point-nine. like one of those days where sirens are going off in every part of you but you’re stuck behind a glass window watching it all burn down. like one of those days that your skin against the air feels foreign. like too much of everything. like sitting-in-the-shower, like can’t-eat, like the tide isn’t just coming in, it came while you were sleeping and now you’ve gotta learn how to swim. like bounce me against a bullet hole kind of day.
you keep numbers like nine and ten way out of reach. those are for the people who really are suffering. you’ve got no excuse. nine and ten are funeral numbers, for real problems, not yours, no. and sometimes you’re fine. and you’re kind of used to it. and it’s not sad, it’s just numb like a television caught on static. numb like i can’t remember if i care about this. numb like nothing works but i can’t be bothered to fix it. that’s not sad that’s every day stuff. everybody feels like this, right? feels like they’ve been shut off. right.
maybe five. right in the middle. like not gonna shoot myself but i’m not wasting your time. a nonanswer. like could be worse could be better. like i need help but i don’t want you to worry even though i need someone to worry about me because i can’t worry about myself. maybe five. but what if five is too small. what if five is too big. what if -
“on a scale of one to ten,” he repeats into your silence, and then pauses. “and please be honest about this.”
@leanaiblath // CALL.
she is on edge -- the last training exercise involved her making her way through a crowd of people and identifying the planted bystander in most distress. she failed, having been too caught up in the day-to-day stresses of what she imagines is LIFE. she supposes she is lucky to have the woods to hide in until her tracker demands she return to where she is meant to be ; then again, she isn’t sure what luck feels like.
@smuglyquiet // CALL.
as always, she is the personification of obedience ; rules have never come EASY to her, but she prefers their suffocation to the drowning that she is lost in on her own. already, she is making subtle changes to the surroundings -- it’s practice, but it also allows her to observe this woman. she offers a handshake ( back stiff, face straight ahead, two solid shakes, make your commander proud ). “ hello. call me tristan, that’s without a y. what is your business at this facility ? ”
like this for a starter ! you can specify muse or leave it up to me !
TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS ! Send one of the prompts below to get a response from my muse.
drunk texts:
( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am
( ✉ → sms ) i fukcing miss yo u
( ✉ → sms ) i look so fuckigjn GOOD
( ✉ → sms ) i csnst stop throwiging up
( ✉ → sms ) fu ck you for hurting me
( ✉ → sms ) why dotn you ever call me anymore huh
( ✉ → sms ) stop being so fuckigjn borign and coekm to my party
( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed
( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry
( ✉ → sms ) even when i’m durnk ic ant sotp thinking about oyu
hateful texts:
( ✉ → sms ) you’re pathetic
( ✉ → sms ) you make me miserable
( ✉ → sms ) fuck you. delete my number.
( ✉ → sms ) you never meant anything to me, anyway.
( ✉ → sms ) fuck your apologies, you can keep them.
( ✉ → sms ) congrats on always ruining everything
( ✉ → sms ) my life would be so much easier without you.
( ✉ → sms ) and next time you feel like calling me… don’t.
( ✉ → sms ) i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.
( ✉ → sms ) if your goal was to make me hate you, then congratulations. mission accomplished.
misc/random texts:
( ✉ → sms ) i think my neighbor is an alien.
( ✉ → sms ) help me think of a name for my new dog
( ✉ → sms ) sooooo… what was your first impression of me
( ✉ → sms ) should i get pizza or chicken wings for dinner?
( ✉ → sms ) no one’s ever made me feel the way you do.
( ✉ → sms ) i borrowed your weed. hope you don’t mind.
( ✉ → sms ) why do they say drugs are bad when they make you feel so good
( ✉ → sms ) today is the oldest you’ve ever been, but the youngest you’ll ever be again…
( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.
( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.
odds and ends !
▓▒░ ( verse i. ) ˢᶫᵃᵛᵉ ᶫᵃᵇᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ |✧ ▓▒░ ( verse ii. ) ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ᵍᵒᵗ ʳᵉᵃᶫ ˢᶫᵒʷ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵍᵘᶰˢʰᵒᵗ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵛᶦᵉˢ |✧ ▓▒░ ( verse iii. ) ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈᶰ'ᵗ ᵇʳᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᶫᵘᵐᶰˢ ᵈᵒʷᶰ ᵒʳ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵒʸ ᵃ ˢᶦᶰᵍᶫᵉ ᵒᶰᵉ |✧ ▓▒░ ( polyamory. ) ʷᵉ ˢᵗᶦᶫᶫ ᶠᵉᵉᶫ ᵃᶠʳᵃᶦᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ |✧ ▓▒░ ( price / ada. ) ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵍᵉᵗᵗᶦᶰᵍ ˢᵃᵈᵈᵉʳ﹠ᶦ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵘᶰᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃᶰᵈ ʰᵒʷ ᵗᵒ ᶠᶦˣ ᶦᵗ |✧ ▓▒░ ( tristan / ada. ) ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᶦˢ ᵗᶦᶫᶫ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉ ʰᵉʳ |✧ ▓▒░ ( tristan / price. ) ᶦ ᵏᶦˢˢᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶫᶦᵖˢ﹠ᶦ ᵗᵃˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵇᶫᵒᵒᵈ |✧
for rp !
▓▒░ ( queue. ) ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ᶦˢ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵍᶦᵛᵉᶰ﹠ᶰᵒᵗ ᵗᵃᵏᵉᶰ﹔ᶦᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᶦᶠᵗˢ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ |✧ ▓▒░ ( important. ) ʷᵃᶦᵗᶦᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᶫᵃᵈᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᶫᶦᵖ |✧ ▓▒░ ( save. ) ᶦ'ᶫᶫ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʷʰᵉᶰ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶫᶫ ᵐᵉ |✧ ▓▒░ ( self promotion. ) ﹠ᵗʰᵉ ʰᶦˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵇᵒᵒᵏˢ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵘˢ |✧ ▓▒░ ( promotion. ) ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶫᵒʷᵉʳˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ʳᵒᵗᵗᶦᶰᵍ |✧ ▓▒░ ( fillers. ) ˢᵃʸ ᶦᵗ ᶦᶰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᶦᶰᵈ ᵘᶰᵗᶦᶫ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ |✧ ▓▒░ ( starter call. ) ˢᵒᵒᶰ ʸᵒᵘ'ᶫᶫ ˢᵉᵉ ʰᵒʷ ᶠᵃʳ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ |✧ ▓▒░ ( out. ) ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ʷʳᶦᵗᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ ᵉᵈᶦᵗ |✧
for tristan !
▓▒░ ( threads // tristan. ) ᶜᵒᶰˢᵒᶰᵃᶰᵗˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵛᵒʷᵉᶫˢ﹔ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᶰˢᵉᑫᵘᵉᶰᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵒᵘᶰᵈˢ |✧ ▓▒░ ( closed // tristan. ) ʷᵃᶦᵗᶦᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃʳˢ ᵗᵒ ˢᵒᵐᵉʰᵒʷ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ |✧ ▓▒░ ( open // tristan. ) ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ˢᵗʳᵒᶰᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ |✧ ▓▒░ ( inbox // tristan. ) ᵃ ᑫᵘᵉˢᵗᶦᵒᶰ ᶦ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ |✧ ▓▒░ ( visage // tristan. ) ʸᵒᵘ ᶜʳʸ ᶦᶰ ˢᵖᶦᵗᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉᶫᶠ |✧ ▓▒░ ( musings // tristan. ) ᶰᵒ ᵒᶰᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏᶦᶫᶫᵉʳ﹠ᶰᵒ ᵒᶰᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃʳᵗʸʳ |✧ ▓▒░ ( mannerisms // tristan. ) ᵃᶫʷᵃʸˢ ᵒᶰᵉ ᶠᵒᵒᵗ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ |✧ ▓▒░ ( study // tristan. ) ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵃ ˢᵒᶫᵈᶦᵉʳ﹕ᵒᶰᵉ ᶠᵒᵒᵗ ᶦᶰ ᶠʳᵒᶰᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ |✧ ▓▒░ ( likes // tristan. ) ʳᵘᶰ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶦʳ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᶰᵒ ᵇᵃʳʳᶦᵉʳˢ ᵒʳ ᵒᵇˢᵗᵃᶜᶫᵉˢ |✧
for price !
▓▒░ ( threads // price. ) ᶦ ʷᵃˢ ʳᵘᶦᶰᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ |✧ ▓▒░ ( closed // price. ) ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵏᵉᵖᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳ ᶜᶫᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵃᶫᶫ ᵗᶦᵐᵉˢ |✧ ▓▒░ ( open // price. ) ᶦ’ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ᶠᶫʸᶦᶰᵍ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᶦᶰᶜᵉ |✧ ▓▒░ ( inbox // price. ) ʰᶦˢ ᶠᶫᵉˢʰ ʷᵃˢ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᶦᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʰᵒᵐᵉ |✧ ▓▒░ ( visage // price. ) ᵃᶰ ʰᵒᵘʳᵍᶫᵃˢˢ ᵍᶫᵘᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵇᶫᵉ |✧ ▓▒░ ( musings // price. ) ʸᵒᵘ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈᶰ'ᵗ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶦˢᶰ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ |✧ ▓▒░ ( mannerisms // price. ) ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ʰᵒᶫᵈ ᵒᶰ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵒᶰᵒʳ |✧ ▓▒░ ( study // price. ) ᵃ ᵇᵒʸ ʷʰᵒ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʷᵃʳ |✧ ▓▒░ ( likes // price. ) ˢᵗʳᵃᶰᵍᵉʳˢ ᶫᵒᵒᵏᶦᶰᵍ ᶦᶰᵗᵒ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ'ˢ ᵉʸᵉˢ |✧ ▓▒░ ( mother // price. ) ʷʰᵒ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᶰᵒ ʷᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᶰᵈᶫᵉ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵍˢ |✧
for ada !
▓▒░ ( threads // ada. ) ʸᵒᵘ'ᵈ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᶫᵈ ʷᵃˢ ᵉᶰᵈᶦᶰᵍ ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᶰᵒʷ |✧ ▓▒░ ( closed // ada. ) ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒᶰᵉ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ ᵘᶰᵗᶦᶫ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᶫᵃˢᵗ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰ |✧ ▓▒░ ( open // ada. ) ˢᶫᵉᵉᵖᶦᶰᵍ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃˢᵗᵉˢᶦᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗᵒᵐᵒʳʳᵒʷ |✧ ▓▒░ ( inbox // ada. ) ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ˢᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᶰᶦᶜᵉ﹠ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ˢᵒᵘᶰᵈ ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ |✧ ▓▒░ ( visage // ada. ) ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᶦˢᵉʳʸ ᶦᶰˢᶦᵈᵉ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᶦˢ ˢʸᶰᶜʰʳᵒᶰᶦᶻᵉᵈ ᶦᶰᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ |✧ ▓▒░ ( musings // ada. ) ᶦ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶫᵒˢᵗ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵒᵘᶰᵈˢ ᶦ ʰᵉᵃʳ ᶦᶰ ᵐʸ ᵐᶦᶰᵈ |✧ ▓▒░ ( mannerisms // ada. ) ʰᵒᶫᵈ ᵒᶰ﹔ᵒᶰᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᶠᵉᵉᶫᶦᶰᵍ |✧ ▓▒░ ( study // ada. ) ˢʰᵉ'ᵈ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ˢᶦᶜᵏ ᵈᵃʸ﹠ʳᵒᵗ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒʳᵉ |✧ ▓▒░ ( likes // ada. ) ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᶫᶦᵗᵗᶫᵉ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᶫᶫ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶫᵉᶠᵗ |✧ ▓▒░ ( death // ada. ) ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᶫᵈ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵉᶰᵈᵉᵈ ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉᶰ﹠ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ |✧
to do !!
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