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𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝
𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜
𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎
𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛
𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜
𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚜
𝙽𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜
𝙽𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜
𝙽𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜
𝙰𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜
𝙾𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎
𝙿𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔
𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘
𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝
𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚎
~Lina
August 6th, 2026
𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙴𝙻𝙳, 𝙼𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝙰𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙰𝚁𝙼𝚂
𝙺𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚝
𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔
𝙰𝚛𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚋𝚘𝚠
𝚃𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝
𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛
𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝
~Lina
August 2nd, 2026
'𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕'
𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗
𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚍𝚎
𝙵𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎
~Lina
July 29th, 2026
𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝚈𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶?
𝙸'𝚖 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑
𝙰𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍
𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎
'𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑
𝚂𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎
𝚂𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚝
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢
𝙰 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚗
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔
𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜
𝚆𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍
𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔
𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎
𝙸'𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝
𝙱𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍, 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍, 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚎
𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚃𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚎
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝
𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎
𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠
~Lina
July 27th, 2026
𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶
𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚝
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔
𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜
𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚎
~Lina
April 21st, 2025
𝙲𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙰 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙾
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗
𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛
𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝
𝚂𝚘, 𝚠𝚑𝚘, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗?
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝙸 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍
-𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕
𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔
𝙰𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗
𝙰 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚝
𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖
𝙸'𝚖 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗
𝙽𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎
𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚢
𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚛
𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑, 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜
'𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍
𝙱𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎
𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎'
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎
𝚂𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝
𝙲𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢, 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘
~Lina
July 22nd, 2026
𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈, 𝙲𝙰𝙽'𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄?
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢
𝙸𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛
𝙸𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎
𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚗
𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢
𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍
𝚂𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝚃𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛
𝙶𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢
𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛
𝙸 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚐
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 –𝙸𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎–
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗, 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞?
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢
~Lina
March 1st 2025
𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜
𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚗
𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜
𝙶𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜
𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚛
𝚂𝚘 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛
𝙰𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎
𝙼𝚘𝚟𝚎 — 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚢
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑
~Lina
June 29th, 2026
𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙴𝚂
𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎
Or t𝚠𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜
𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜
𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛
𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚎'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜
𝚂𝚒𝚡 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚢
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠
~Lina
July 13th, 2023
𝚅, 3
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎
𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚕
𝙰 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢
𝚂𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢
𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍
𝙼𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍
𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝚃𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝
'𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎
𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔
𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍
𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗
𝙼𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 "𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞" 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎
𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎
𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎
𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚋𝚢𝚎
𝙾𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜
𝙾𝚛 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝
𝙾𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎
𝙾𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗
𝙾𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚢
𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢
𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜
𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 "𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞" 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑
𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝙸 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑,
𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚘
~Lina
July 14th, 2026
𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚜
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚜
𝙾𝚏 𝙸𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝙸𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎
𝚂𝚘𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢
𝚃𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍
𝙼𝚢 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎
𝙼𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕
𝚂𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚎
𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝙸𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝙸'𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜
𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝚃𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐
~Lina
July 7th, 2026
𝙱𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙻𝙸𝙿
𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛
𝙷𝚒𝚜, 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚝
𝚃𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑
𝙴𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗
𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗
𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗
𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝, 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝
𝙴𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜
𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚢
𝚃𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕
𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚒𝚛
𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗
𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝
𝙽𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛
~Lina
July 9th, 2026
'𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚛
𝚃𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎'
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙
𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝
𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎
𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗' 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎
~Lina
Undated
𝙿𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈
𝙲𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜
𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚎
𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎
𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗,
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗
𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚖
𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝
𝙽𝚘 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗
𝚆𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢
𝙳𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚕𝚢
𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎
𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜
𝙳𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚊
𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜
𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑-𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚝,
𝙰 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎
~Lina
Undated
𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃
𝙼𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑
𝙷𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚎
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚍'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎
𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔
𝙼𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎
𝙸𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚜
𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗
𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢,
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝙸𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝
~Lina
July 4th, 2026
𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎
𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎,
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍
𝙰 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗
𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎.
..𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝?
𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍
𝙾𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝
𝚃𝚘 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍
~Lina
July 4th, 2026