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"We’re not broken, just bent."

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Send me a ▽ and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.
"We’re not broken, just bent."
rexaliagrave liked this for a starter
"It's a lovely song, Nonon."
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Send me ₩ for my muse to sit in your muse's lap
Smiling, Satsuki chuckled as she looked up at Nonon. "I know it's Christmas and all,but I'm not really Santa Claus, Nonon."
"goodbye"
Send me "Goodbye" for the last voice message my muse leaves for yours before they die.
"Nonon! Nonon can you hear me? I...I don't know what's going to happen...I can't move. I...I took a really bad hit...
Nonon, you were and still are...my best friend. I'm so lucky that you have been by my side since the beginning. I don't think I'm going to make it, Nonon. I really don't think I am.
I...I...tell everyone that I'll miss them.
And don't mourn for me, Nonon....
Please...."
rexaliagrave started following you
"Hey mosquito bites, what's up with you?"
The vagabond casually stared at the smaller conductor,
"Wanna get your ass kicked again or nah?"
'kiss + RexaliaGrave'
Send ‘kiss’ + “someones url” and I’ll kiss whoever they are.
‘ Oh fuck me. No-ya know what, I’lldo it. Then fuckin’ kill whoeverthis is. ’
Forearm, Biceps
Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!
Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for
Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."
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‘ Feelings mutual.... ’
rexaliagrave
Senketsu was sitting quietly in his room - or rather, the corner of Ryuko's room - peacefully reading the book he had borrowed from the library. Expecting a cheesy romance, he was not disappointed - but grew disgusted as he read beyond that - the graphic scenes it described putting gruesome images in his mind, ones that would linger long after he stopped reading. A number of days later, the images finally beginning to fade from his mind, he encountered Nonon once more.
"You know, you were right. That book wasn't to my interest. At all."