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Quinn & Amelia
Did a final background since yesterday I posted the unfinished background at 11pm xD
Reference from Hannah Lindsey’s ‘The Agapéd Bearer’ Cal and Lisa
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Quimelia
Quinn & Amelia
Did a final background since yesterday I posted the unfinished background at 11pm xD
Reference from Hannah Lindsey’s ‘The Agapéd Bearer’ Cal and Lisa
¿Es válido?
No sé si esto sea válido, porque un regalo es un regalo, pero lo necesito de regreso. Regrésame aquellos mis ojos que una vez yo te di, y que, a cambio de tus lunares, feliz te los cedí. Los quiero de regreso, pues ya sé que en otros ojos eres feliz. Los quiero de vuelta, pues necesito ver que también puedo ser feliz. Mis ojos por tus lunares se hacen bien para mí. Y aunque no los regreses, los lunares ya te los regreso a ti. Tus lunares son para ti, para que aquel que te tenga los pueda sentir. Tus lunares hacían de ti mi pequeña gran galaxia. Pues ya te perdí y te libero de mí. Ten tus lunares, pues ya no me amas a mí. Ten tus lunares, porque alguien más los besa por mí. Hoy día tu Adonis te deja que seas feliz. Hoy 7 ya no eres más de mí. Un adiós necesito decir, pero con el corazón roto te agradezco a ti. Te amé, me amaste, nos amamos. Ay, por Dios, te amo y te amaré, aunque siento que este sea el fin. Y de nuevo volviste a ser mi nada, pero ahora estoy contento, porque eres mi nada, y mi nada eres para siempre. Sé feliz… Aunque no lo leas, te lo dejo a ti, siempre en mí, mi pequeña gran galaxia. Blue :v 💙
Simón Adonis
Quimelia
Second reference, but I’m having fun w/ the water.
Referenced from Hannah Lindsey’s characters from “The Agapéd Bearer”
World war America
I have a friend who was really tired and tried to tell me a story about the civil war but because he was so tired he ended up calling it World War America and I still joke about it.
Lmbs
My friends heard that laughing burns calories so we decided to stop saying lol and replaced it with laughing my butt skinny and I really hope it catches on.
I’ve found an artist to make sprites for the LMBS, which is great!
Here’s Colette’s walking animation. I’m hoping to get demo video of the battle system out before the middle of November. As for the actual game demo, right now Shasla Village is all the way mapped out (no events yet), and there’s approximately 30 more maps to finish for the demo. On top of that is events, a new hud, battle hud, this LMBS, and some other tweaks. So, heh, its awhile off...
I hate the fact that i’m not hardworking enough, strong enough, smart enough. I hate that my entrance exams are coming and I didn’t study nearly enough to be able to get into college. I hate that my choice of carreer isn’t because I really want it, but it’s because it’s the only thing left on the options that I had. I hate that I chose the most difficult graduation. I hate myself for being such a fuck up and never making my parents proud. That’s one of the things that hurts me the most. I know that I disappoint them, even though they never said it. I cant stand not having anybody to talk to. No one to make me feel better. No one that i could go and cry my fucking heart out and they’d still love me. i feel so disposable. why doesnt anybody stay with me? dont i matter too? i try so hard to be happy, and look happy, but it is so difficult sometimes. i just wanna leave here and not come back. there’s nothing for me here besides pain. i want to be important to someone. i wish i could talk to my parents, i really do. but i never felt like i could trust them, they’re not the “friend” type of parent. I never felt close to them. and it hurts me. so many things hurt me and not one single soul seems to notice it. i hate that im so damn weak.it’s not like i wanna die, though, im far beyond that. i just wanna stop feeling like this. i wanna have friends i can count on. i wanna have a nice body and be beautiful. i want to get into college. i wanna make them proud. i wanna be strong enough to pretend like everything is okay, because lately it’s being hard. real hard.
(i’m so sorry if i made some terrible mistake in the spelling, english is not my first language)
Tell me how it's possible to be so young and so broken
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