How can I expect anyone to really know me when I don’t even know myself

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How can I expect anyone to really know me when I don’t even know myself
Spanish, French is good on Duolingo
but what if I wanna speak different Indian languages
i wanna learn Punjabi, malayali, and what not
hate when i do one nice looking artwork and suddenly all my previous ones are garbage in comparison cuz now my art standards have risen once again /lh/silly
[strums guitar] (i cant play a guitar) marcella~ is it just me you in the wr- *SLAM* okayokay i'll get the point.
so come inside and be with me by kirammansmp3player Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends) Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Scar (Arcane: League of Legends), Sevika (Arcane: League of Legends), Mel Medarda, Tobias Kiramman, Steb (Arcane: League of Legends), Shoola (Arcane: League of Legends) Additional Tags: JINX IS NOR DEAD!! not on my watch., but this is a caitvi centered fic so like…just loads of mentions, angst! angst angst angst (but like. sad angst.), Hurt/Comfort, alot of that, Implied/Referenced Suicide, unfortunately, theres injuries, minor and canon and mixed, Grief/Mourning, its okay im making sure EVERYONE gets a hug!!, POV Multiple Summary: Caitlyn drew in a quiet, startled breath as she lifted her eyes to the familiar willow tree looming above her, it's surreal purple petals swaying in their branches. It struck her that she was in the Kiramman grounds, the very place they had buried her mother. The breeze shifted the branches, sending a slow cascade of purple-violet petals twirling weightless and soft in front of her eyes, catching the suns glow as they lingered mid-air, carried by soft unseen currents around her, while some settled quietly as the air hummed with a quiet radiance. And then just beyond the trees - she saw her ~ my take on events following the war :) starting from riight after Caitlyn wakes from well. The Surgery.
eeaahahhaheehh??? EAEGHH??arrhg. just now realizing how awfully small the first chapter was. but oh well. more to come.
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Mmmyeaaa
ANGELA ITS BEEN LIKE 5 MINUTES 😭😭
girl help ive been subconsciously referring to myself with he/him pronouns lately
" The pure benitoite gemstone represents protection and remarkable physical development "
Body of his own
" Pink topaz, by virtue of its hue, resonates with the heart's tenderest emotions. It speaks of love not just in a romantic sense but also in its broader, universal context—compassion, understanding, and unconditional care "
Eye of his brother