Oct 24, 2020
If you wanna be a fool about it, be my guest
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Thank you very much for taking my request I really liked it
And you're right Kianna does need some joy and happiness in her life so luckily she has her senri by her side :)
No problem, I'm glad you like it and Kianna has her Shiki that they can both help each other :)
[Niko] Perhaps. One has no right to blame them. It was a hard life. Until they made the greatest discovery in their history: tourists are easier to milk than cows. You don't have to get up at four in the mourning.
Koestler, Arthur (1972) The Call-girls: A Tragi-comedy with Prologue and Epilogue
You know...I hope when Rumbelle name their son...they name him Jiminy or Archie. I have this need. Definitely not Maurice or Moe, because he doesn't deserve his grandson to be named after him. Besides Nealfire, Rumbelle never really had a man in their lives that cared for them both. EXCEPT FOR ARCHIE/JIMINY. Leroy would be second. Well, Henry, but he is not really a fan of Rumple right now. I don't even know how he feels about him. Anyway, I just assume Morpheus is not their child's real name?
well again
hold your breath . . . . . . . 8 months have passed drinking whiskey with you on a Sunday afternoon is as fun as it ever was this is half the problem I still see you perched on a ladder shirt buttoned squarely silk knots and those cuffs drilling holes into the wall to fix whatever thing it may be that I’ve destroyed on this particular week you are some kind of domestic dream and I lack any semblance of domesticity this is half the problem we never have to say I love you we have known since that day at the bridge I broke my shoe you swept me up and carried me home …at times we have said it anyway kisses like throwing blows sex like collision a crash we’re both maimed on impact your absence made me lose track of my notes I’m trying to remember be thin more polite be soft but not squishy curved but only just so betray your spite don’t say god don’t say grace be her whomever she is that has been residing in the space in the back of your mind I tear your head off to get to her this is half the problem -Grace Delacroix
Seriously.
I’m getting better and better at this. Me likes it :’D
@haychan98
why do i always get so profoundly sad