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IUASDHSFHAHAHA STOP WAIT THERE IS A FIC WHERE S1 EDWARD SWITCHES BODIES WITH SPENCER REID FROM CM AND IM LOSING IT
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Get ready folks..
I just absolutely CHUGGED my first cup of coffee this morning,,,
The world is not ready for the consequences
sometimes I forget about the literal porn on my home page
My Beloved Art Café
Every time, I traveled many places The places that I’ve usually love But one day, I’ve stumbled upon in between There’s a certain café I discovered: An art café that usually loved by millennials A place for people who are obsessed with art and coffee.
Then, the waiter comes around and asked me, “What’s your order, sir?” I’ve checked out their menu and I chose an Espresso And while I’ve been waiting for my order, I brought up my laptop and a bunch of thesis papers But, do I look like those students who are doing reviews? Of course, there’s a difference in-between: Students, office workers, and somebody whose hanging out Many faces, many familiar friends And I thought I was just the only one knows
The next day I visited the café, I met someone else A girl who is so shy and very confused where she goes I asked her to share with my seat And both of us were asked by the waiter, “What’s your order, Ma’am? Sir?” Both of us said: “Cappuccino!” Then we stared at each other, even in our eyes And later, we talked to each other About our personal favorites and quotes But, the girl convinced me with a question: “Are you single, or in a relationship?” And then, I replied “Yes. I’m single.” Later, her phone rings and needs to go home But not before I asked her for a date And she said: “Yes. See you in a few days. Same café.”
One night at the same café, there was an open mic event where my friends are hosting I was convinced by them to join the session Then I said, “Why not?” Before I’m preparing for my performance, I ordered Latte A few minutes later, the girl I met before was here as well She thinks about her own future And she came to me saying, “Hey, this is our date night, remember?” I replied, “Oh! I almost forgot. You should text me” Then we talked for a few minutes before it’s my turn onstage Afterwards, she left again but the show goes on I felt like I was too selfish when I’m being a loner But then again, time will pass by.
Since after the night, I never came back I was on multiple activities for my workspace While at the café, the girl that I met was worried about me She sent an important message to me on Messenger And after my work, I received a text from her She convinced me to drop-by at the café I didn’t decide yet if I should go on… or just ignore But my hand starts to shake and freezing Until I realize… That love will overcome selfish So, I decided to go back to the café Packing up some stuff and other things Then commuting to EDSA, to Ortigas, to C-5… However, when I finally came back to the art café, She was apparently gone. But only to be found out that… She was behind me… with a pair of Macchiato Then we had to talk and talk again about everything But there’s only one question that I didn’t ask her: “What’s your name?” She replied: “Yvonne” Afterwards, the music starts to play in the background Now that both of us are in a complicated relationship, Our beloved art café will always be our favorite place.
The Intimacy of Overcome
What am I thinking about my own desires?
For those having their endless points
Sacrificial arguments and getting pointless
Overwhelming is what a person can do anything than desire
But when it comes to the endpoint, I’m useless
Broken, shattered dreams on a status quo
It’s too hard to make a deal with the truth
My countless endings had never vanished
And so on.
In a drastically-themed wasteland
I see things and people brought to despair
They were hopeless and can’t rely on their intimacy
My hands are shaking while thinking about destiny
The immense of everything about it
Behold the one truth of fear
To recount the endless pain
And so on.
By the depths of depression
In a number of days and nights
The suffer and relentless have been occurred
Those tragic moments that I feel
By the times of joyful and sorrow
I must have to do something
Emotions will take a distance
The limelight of darkness in hopes of time
And so on.
The ruthless mayhems,
The redemption of loneliness
The resentment of my hunger for goals
And the redeem of my fate from endless pain
These are the outlines of a point of view
In the midst of the past and future
Under the pain and suffer I received
I must overcome the fear
And so on.
To the loved ones I’ve missed
To the companions I’ve remembered
To the struggles I’ve faced
And to the difficult challenges I’ve passed
Intimacy is my ultimate fate
Under the trials of the forsaken fears
But willing to overcome these struggling deals
Redeem is my only hope
And so on.