𓈒 sh꯭ei

𓈒 ◌ ੭ৎ ֹ 𓈒

[sheisheilove]

𝖼𝖺̀𝗉𝗂𝗍𝘂𝗅𝖾 ． ✿

there’s something endless in these shapes—like time folding into itself, quiet and constant. it feels like everything is connected, turning slowly, holding stories that never really end.

𝖽꯭𝗎𝗅𝖼𝖾死の喉

（食人族）

𝗈꯭𝗁 ..

𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗹𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗿𝖺𝗅

these spirals feel like a quiet kind of order—soft, repeating, almost hypnotic. like everything is moving forward in its own way, even when it looks like it’s just going in circles.

　✿݂ 𝗆ᧉ̤+ⴜ͟𝖾 ?

݁ .˳˳.⋅ॱ 𝗆𝖺́𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋

˚𝗈꯭f . 𝗇ℴ𝗇𝖾 ˚

( 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 )你𝗒𝗈𝗎

𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾． 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌， 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍， 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒， 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾．

[sheisheilove]

𝖼𝖺̀𝗉𝗂𝗍𝘂𝗅𝖾 ． ✿

there’s something endless in these shapes—like time folding into itself, quiet and constant. it feels like everything is connected, turning slowly, holding stories that never really end.

𝖽꯭𝗎𝗅𝖼𝖾死の喉

（食人族）

𝗈꯭𝗁 ..

𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗹𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗿𝖺𝗅

these spirals feel like a quiet kind of order—soft, repeating, almost hypnotic. like everything is moving forward in its own way, even when it looks like it’s just going in circles.

　✿݂ 𝗆ᧉ̤+ⴜ͟𝖾 ?

݁ .˳˳.⋅ॱ 𝗆𝖺́𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋

˚𝗈꯭f . 𝗇ℴ𝗇𝖾 ˚

( 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 )你𝗒𝗈𝗎

𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾． 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌， 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍， 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒， 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾．

[sheisheilove]

𝖼𝖺̀𝗉𝗂𝗍𝘂𝗅𝖾 ． ✿

there’s something endless in these shapes—like time folding into itself, quiet and constant. it feels like everything is connected, turning slowly, holding stories that never really end.

𝖽꯭𝗎𝗅𝖼𝖾死の喉

（食人族）

𝗈꯭𝗁 ..

𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗹𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗿𝖺𝗅

these spirals feel like a quiet kind of order—soft, repeating, almost hypnotic. like everything is moving forward in its own way, even when it looks like it’s just going in circles.

　✿݂ 𝗆ᧉ̤+ⴜ͟𝖾 ?

݁ .˳˳.⋅ॱ 𝗆𝖺́𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋

˚𝗈꯭f . 𝗇ℴ𝗇𝖾 ˚

( 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 )你𝗒𝗈𝗎

𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾． 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌， 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍， 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒， 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾．

[sheisheilove]

𝖼𝖺̀𝗉𝗂𝗍𝘂𝗅𝖾 ． ✿

there’s something endless in these shapes—like time folding into itself, quiet and constant. it feels like everything is connected, turning slowly, holding stories that never really end.

𝖽꯭𝗎𝗅𝖼𝖾死の喉

（食人族）

𝗈꯭𝗁 ..

𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗹𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗿𝖺𝗅

these spirals feel like a quiet kind of order—soft, repeating, almost hypnotic. like everything is moving forward in its own way, even when it looks like it’s just going in circles.

　✿݂ 𝗆ᧉ̤+ⴜ͟𝖾 ?

݁ .˳˳.⋅ॱ 𝗆𝖺́𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋

˚𝗈꯭f . 𝗇ℴ𝗇𝖾 ˚

( 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 )你𝗒𝗈𝗎

𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾． 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌， 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍， 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒， 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾．

[sheisheilove]

⠀𓈒 ◌ ㅤ۫ㅤ

there’s something soft in the way you look at the camera, like a quiet thought you didn’t say out loud. everything around you fades, and it’s just that moment—still, a little distant, but impossible not to feel.

୭୧ㅤ۪ s͟o yo͟u ۪ ݁ ge͟ntle 𓈒 ❤︎ 𝅘𝅥𝅮ⷪ꒪ si꯭lenc͟e

ᣟ 𝄞❤︎ ba꯭bყ,

⛪️ ꯪ 　᜔𝆬 ꯴h꯭h

© sheishei꯭love in t͟u͟m͟b͟lr

there’s a quiet intensity in this moment—the soft shadows, the way your gaze lingers just a second longer than expected. it feels like something unspoken, delicate but deep, like a thought you keep to yourself but somehow still reaches me.

[sheisheilove]

⠀𓈒 ◌ ㅤ۫ㅤ

there’s something soft in the way you look at the camera, like a quiet thought you didn’t say out loud. everything around you fades, and it’s just that moment—still, a little distant, but impossible not to feel.

୭୧ㅤ۪ s͟o yo͟u ۪ ݁ ge͟ntle 𓈒 ❤︎ 𝅘𝅥𝅮ⷪ꒪ si꯭lenc͟e

ᣟ 𝄞❤︎ ba꯭bყ,

⛪️ ꯪ 　᜔𝆬 ꯴h꯭h

© sheishei꯭love in t͟u͟m͟b͟lr

there’s a quiet intensity in this moment—the soft shadows, the way your gaze lingers just a second longer than expected. it feels like something unspoken, delicate but deep, like a thought you keep to yourself but somehow still reaches me.

[sheisheilove]

⠀𓈒 ◌ ㅤ۫ㅤ

there’s something soft in the way you look at the camera, like a quiet thought you didn’t say out loud. everything around you fades, and it’s just that moment—still, a little distant, but impossible not to feel.

୭୧ㅤ۪ s͟o yo͟u ۪ ݁ ge͟ntle 𓈒 ❤︎ 𝅘𝅥𝅮ⷪ꒪ si꯭lenc͟e

ᣟ 𝄞❤︎ ba꯭bყ,

⛪️ ꯪ 　᜔𝆬 ꯴h꯭h

© sheishei꯭love in t͟u͟m͟b͟lr

there’s a quiet intensity in this moment—the soft shadows, the way your gaze lingers just a second longer than expected. it feels like something unspoken, delicate but deep, like a thought you keep to yourself but somehow still reaches me.

[sheisheilove]

⠀𓈒 ◌ ㅤ۫ㅤ

there’s something soft in the way you look at the camera, like a quiet thought you didn’t say out loud. everything around you fades, and it’s just that moment—still, a little distant, but impossible not to feel.

୭୧ㅤ۪ s͟o yo͟u ۪ ݁ ge͟ntle 𓈒 ❤︎ 𝅘𝅥𝅮ⷪ꒪ si꯭lenc͟e

ᣟ 𝄞❤︎ ba꯭bყ,

⛪️ ꯪ 　᜔𝆬 ꯴h꯭h

© sheishei꯭love in t͟u͟m͟b͟lr

there’s a quiet intensity in this moment—the soft shadows, the way your gaze lingers just a second longer than expected. it feels like something unspoken, delicate but deep, like a thought you keep to yourself but somehow still reaches me.

[sheisheilove]

ⓘ 𓏸 ㅤ˚

your love feels like this street—soft light, quiet corners, and a kind of beauty that doesn’t try too hard. like standing beside something real, a little imperfect, but impossible to forget.

ci꯭ty ❤︎⠀. 𓈒ּ͏͏   no͟ise 𐴲ৎ （静かな）you͟ sof͟t (෫) ligh꯭t u͟rban c͟a͟lm ୨𐍸୧

© sheishei꯭love in t͟u͟m͟b͟lr

ֹ⠀ 𓈒 ⠀ ‎𓏵

there’s something about this place—the worn bricks, the quiet street, the way everything feels paused for a second. and you, standing there like you’re part of it, turning something ordinary into something i can’t stop thinking about.

[sheisheilove]

ⓘ 𓏸 ㅤ˚

your love feels like this street—soft light, quiet corners, and a kind of beauty that doesn’t try too hard. like standing beside something real, a little imperfect, but impossible to forget.

ci꯭ty ❤︎⠀. 𓈒ּ͏͏   no͟ise 𐴲ৎ （静かな）you͟ sof͟t (෫) ligh꯭t u͟rban c͟a͟lm ୨𐍸୧

© sheishei꯭love in t͟u͟m͟b͟lr

ֹ⠀ 𓈒 ⠀ ‎𓏵

there’s something about this place—the worn bricks, the quiet street, the way everything feels paused for a second. and you, standing there like you’re part of it, turning something ordinary into something i can’t stop thinking about.

[sheisheilove]

ⓘ 𓏸 ㅤ˚

your love feels like this street—soft light, quiet corners, and a kind of beauty that doesn’t try too hard. like standing beside something real, a little imperfect, but impossible to forget.

ci꯭ty ❤︎⠀. 𓈒ּ͏͏   no͟ise 𐴲ৎ （静かな）you͟ sof͟t (෫) ligh꯭t u͟rban c͟a͟lm ୨𐍸୧

© sheishei꯭love in t͟u͟m͟b͟lr

ֹ⠀ 𓈒 ⠀ ‎𓏵

there’s something about this place—the worn bricks, the quiet street, the way everything feels paused for a second. and you, standing there like you’re part of it, turning something ordinary into something i can’t stop thinking about.

[sheisheilove]

ⓘ 𓏸 ㅤ˚

your love feels like this street—soft light, quiet corners, and a kind of beauty that doesn’t try too hard. like standing beside something real, a little imperfect, but impossible to forget.

ci꯭ty ❤︎⠀. 𓈒ּ͏͏   no͟ise 𐴲ৎ （静かな）you͟ sof͟t (෫) ligh꯭t u͟rban c͟a͟lm ୨𐍸୧

© sheishei꯭love in t͟u͟m͟b͟lr

ֹ⠀ 𓈒 ⠀ ‎𓏵

there’s something about this place—the worn bricks, the quiet street, the way everything feels paused for a second. and you, standing there like you’re part of it, turning something ordinary into something i can’t stop thinking about.

[sheisheilove]

𝖽𝗈̀𝗇 𝗀𝗼 （请） 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇—𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒

© 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

ꔫ𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗅𝖺̀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 　 ˚᜔𝆬（私に）

꒰ྀི 𝗌𝗼̄𝗒 𓈃𝗎̀𝗇 人間 ꯴𝖾𝗅- ᧉ︩︪𝗌𝗍－𓏸𓂂𝗂́𝖺𝗅, ✿ 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾̀

[sheisheilove]

𝖽𝗈̀𝗇 𝗀𝗼 （请） 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇—𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒

© 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

ꔫ𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗅𝖺̀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 　 ˚᜔𝆬（私に）

꒰ྀི 𝗌𝗼̄𝗒 𓈃𝗎̀𝗇 人間 ꯴𝖾𝗅- ᧉ︩︪𝗌𝗍－𓏸𓂂𝗂́𝖺𝗅, ✿ 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾̀

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𝖽𝗈̀𝗇 𝗀𝗼 （请） 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇—𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒

© 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

ꔫ𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗅𝖺̀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 　 ˚᜔𝆬（私に）

꒰ྀི 𝗌𝗼̄𝗒 𓈃𝗎̀𝗇 人間 ꯴𝖾𝗅- ᧉ︩︪𝗌𝗍－𓏸𓂂𝗂́𝖺𝗅, ✿ 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾̀

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𝖽𝗈̀𝗇 𝗀𝗼 （请） 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇—𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒

© 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

ꔫ𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗅𝖺̀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 　 ˚᜔𝆬（私に）

꒰ྀི 𝗌𝗼̄𝗒 𓈃𝗎̀𝗇 人間 ꯴𝖾𝗅- ᧉ︩︪𝗌𝗍－𓏸𓂂𝗂́𝖺𝗅, ✿ 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾̀

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𝗉𝖺̀𝗀𝗇𝖾／𝟴𝟵 : 𝗒－𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗲𝖺𝗋𝗍 ❤︎ 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇—𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌, 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾’𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆, 𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾

𓈒✿ 𝖾̀𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖾 （食人族）. 𝖼𝗈꯭𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖺𝗅 𑇒 𝗌፝֟𝗂𝗀𝗎𝖾̀ 𝗆𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝗈⌣𝖿𝗍 ♡ ୨𐍸୧ ᨡ𝗅𝗆𝖺