#does he not

[existentialdandelions]

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ˡᵒᵛᵉˢᶦᶜᵏ

ᵍᵘᵗˢ ˢᵖᶦˡˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ

ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ

ʳᵉᵃᶜʰᶦⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ

ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ

¹¹:¹¹'ˢ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜˡᵒᶜᵏ

ᵈᵃⁿᵈᵉˡᶦᵒⁿ ˢᵉᵉᵈˢ

ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ ˡᵉᵃᵏᶦⁿᵍ

ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵈᵃʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ

ʸᵉᵃʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ, ᵃ ᵗʰᶦʳˢᵗ

ᶦ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵠᵘᵉⁿᶜʰ

ᵐʸ ᵗʰʳᵒᵃᵗ ˢᵒ ᵈʳʸ

ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ˢʷᵃˡˡᵒʷ

ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ

ʸᵉᵃʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ

ʰᵃˢ

ˢʷᵃˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ

ᵐᵉ

ʷʰᵒˡᵉ

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ᶦ ʷᶦˢʰ

ʸᵉᵃʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ

ʷᵃˢ ˢᶦᵐᵖˡᵉ

ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶜʰᵉ

ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ

ˢᵒᶠᵗˡʸ

ᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᶦⁿᵘᵉ

ᵗᵒ ˢʷᵃˡˡᵒʷ ᵐᵉ

ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᶦˢ ʷᵃʸ

ᶦ ᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒᵗ

ᵃᶠᶠᵒʳᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵃˢᵖ

ᶠᵒʳ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰ

ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵗᵃⁿᵗ

ᵗᵉᵃʳ ʲᵉʳᵏᶦⁿᵍ ʷᵃʸ

ᵗᵒ ʷʰᶦˢᵖᵉʳ

ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᶦᵍʰᵗ

ᵖᵘˡˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵖᵉᵗᵃˡˢ ᵒᶠ

"ʷᶦˡˡ ᶦ ᶠᶦⁿᵈ ᶦᵗ?"

ᵃⁿᵈ "ʷᶦˡˡ ᶦ ⁿᵒᵗ?"

ᵈᵃⁿᵈᵉˡᶦᵒⁿ ˢᵉᵉᵈˢ

ᵗᵒ ˢᶦᵐᵖˡʸ ᵇˡᵒʷ ᵃʷᵃʸ

ᵗᵒ ˢᵖʳᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍʳᵒʷ

ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ

ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ

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[chapinii]

my brain is absolute mush trying to theorise what's gonna happen when q!cellbit logs on today, everything I think of has 1000 possible outcomes

[idkimnotreal]

I'm feeling sick. i split again.

[lorna-d-m]

Live footage of me trying to decide if pirate Zemo has a mustache

[iuncta]

You know, your homeroom smells like updog. :|a

Whether he knows this joke or not was not immediately obvious, Dimitri somehow walking the impossible line of fair intelligence and genuine naivety. That he had grown up around the likes of Sylvain– one near as troublesome as Claude (near; Dimitri does not think he would resign Claude to that particular box for that would be unkind)– might have been hint enough, but Dimitri was a chronically earnest sort and never had a lie passed those pale lips willfully. 

“Truly?” Azure searches for emerald, creasing at edges as regard was paid to room. “Perhaps I shall see if Ashe would like to bring some flowers to remedy that. Is it terribly offensive?” Was omission a lie though? Ah, now that was a riddle for the so called Master Tactician to unravel at his leisure! 

[reveriesdetoi]

I tell myself it’s all in my head, but then you go and do something that convinces me it’s not.

[queensflame]

life is like finishing a 1000 piece puzzle while drinking straight out of a bottle of 1950s wine and crying because the sunrise is too pretty at 4 am