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โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโฌโผโผโผโผโผโผโผโฌโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโดโดโดโดโดโดโดโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
๐ฉโฑ๐ช ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐/๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉโฑ๐ช โซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซโซ 1. ๐๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด, ๐ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ตโ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ. 2. ๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ตโ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ณ. 3. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐บ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ; ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ. 4. ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐น๐ช๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฃ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ. 5. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ช๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ค๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ. 6. ๐๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ; ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ. 7. ๐๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฃ, ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐บ. 8. ๐๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ. 9. ๐๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด. ๐๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐น๐ช๐ด๐ต. 10. ๐๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ต, ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด. 11. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ. (๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ด: ๐๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ช ๏พ ๐๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฃ1๐น ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ณ๐ฃ๐ญ๐น )
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#classic academia #upper class #classy #classical #vintage #artist #classics #legendary #original #traditional #fantasy #legends #elegant #vanilla #artistic #rock #renaissance #romantic #comedy #music #illustrator #higher education #ancient greek architecture #gothic architecture #the arts #writing #death #poetry #literature #university of oxford #dead poets society #oxford shoe #calligraphy #donna tartt #shakespearean #coffee #reading #the secret history #androgyny #literary genre #kill your darlings #new england #if we were villains #middle class #stylish #classic #class #elite #school #cute symbols
๐คฐ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐๐ฟ๐คฑ๐ถ๐๐๏ธ๐ฆ๐ง๐๐ง๐ฝ๐ง๐ฉ๐ฟ๐๐๐ง๐ปโโค๏ธโ๐ง๐ฟ๐๐๐ฐโโ๏ธ...๐ง๐ปโ๐ฆณ๐ฅบ๐โค๏ธโ๐ฉน๐๐ฅ๐โ ๏ธ๐โ ๏ธ๐---->๐ด๐ป๐โฐ(ร-ร)๐ฆ๐ผ๐ปโจโจโจโจโจโจโจ(ร-ร)๐ธ
"You're not going anywhere, you hear me?" Rachel's voice crackled over the phone line. Her words hung in the air, echoing the weight of her grip on the receiver. "I just need some space," came the muffled response. It was barely audible, but Rachel heard it, clear as day. She knew that tone. It was the one her younger brother, Alex, used when he was hiding something. Rachel glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was a quarter to eight, and the day had been one never-ending battle of wills. She'd had enough. "Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but you're coming to stay with me for a while." Alex sighed heavily. Rachel could picture him slumped on the edge of his bed, his eyes red-rimmed and bloodshot. "I'm not a kid anymore, Rach," he said, the words dragging like lead. "I can handle it." Rachel felt the familiar tightness in her chest. She'd always been the strong one, the one who took care of everyone else. But Alex? He was her baby brother. He was supposed to be invincible. The kitchen was spotless, the smell of lemon cleaner still lingering in the air. Rachel had been trying to distract herself from her worry by scrubbing down every surface. But it was no use; the gleaming tiles and chrome only reflected her fears back at her. She took a deep breath and leaned against the cool counter. "Just come over, okay?" she said softly. "We'll talk it out." There was a pause, so long she thought the line had gone dead. Then, "Okay." It was almost imperceptible, but Rachel heard the defeat in his voice. She swallowed the lump in her throat. Alex arrived an hour later, his shoulders hunched and his eyes cast down. Rachel didn't know what was going on with him, but she knew it was bad. As she pulled him into a tight hug, she felt his body tense. "It's going to be okay," she murmured. "I'm here for you." The apartment was quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the distant wail of a siren. Rachel made them both tea, the warmth of the mug feeling like a lifeline in her trembling hand. They sat at the small table, the silence thick and oppressive. Rachel's heart hammered in her chest as she waited for him to speak. Finally, Alex looked up, his eyes brimming with tears. "It's just... it's all too much, Rach." He took a shaky breath. "I don't think I can do this anymore." The words hung in the air, a dark cloud threatening to suffocate them both. Rachel's heart skipped a beat as she realized the gravity of the situation. She reached out, her hand shaking slightly as it hovered over his. "Do what, Alex?" He stared into his tea, the steam swirling around his face. "Everything," he whispered. "I don't know how to keep going." The weight of his confession settled heavily on Rachel's shoulders. She had no idea what kind of storm was raging inside him, but she knew she had to be the one to help him weather it.
Well I guess we're making fanfiction on here now so hefe you guys go. Y'all can call me Sol btw. Enjoy this fanfic. NORMAL? by Sol What was it like, being normal? Angel had never known. Every day was the same for him. He got up, went to school, got bullied/harassed, and went home. It was the same, all day, every day. He had just wanted people to like him But he'd messed up. Angel couldn't go back to school now...not anymore... He sighed as he looked over the river, standing on the old bridge. This was it...he was going to see his friends again. He took the necklace his ex-boyfriend had given him, and tossed it aside. After that monster had killed all of Angel's friends? He didn't want anything to do with him So, taking a breath, he got one last look at the world, before jumping into the river...
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แจ๐ เผโโ๏ธ โโบโโ เฟ เฟ*:๏ฝฅ๏พ
๐นโพโผ๐๐ฌ๐ธโเผบ๐ฉโ ๏ธ๏ธ๐ชเผปโ
โฆ ส ๐ท ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐๐ก ๐ท ษ โฆ
ๅค็ฉบ i need you to look up and see how the world is filled with stars -death
You seem to replace Your brain with your heart You take things so hard And then you fall apart You try to explain But before you can start Those cry baby tears Come out of the dark Someone's turning the handle To that faucet in your eyes They're pouring out Where everyone can see Your heart's too big for your body It's why you won't fit inside You pour it out Where everyone can see They call you cry baby, cry baby But you don't fucking care Cry baby, cry baby So you laugh through your tears Cry baby, cry baby 'Cause you don't fucking care Tears fall to the ground You just let them drown You just let them drown Cry baby, cry baby You're all on your own and You lost all your friends You told yourself that It's not you, it's them You're one of a kind And no one understands But those cry baby tears Keep coming back again Someone's turning the handle To that faucet in your eyes They're pouring out Where everyone can see Your heart's too big for your body It's why you won't fit inside You pour it out Where everyone can see They call you cry baby, cry baby But you don't fucking care Cry baby, cry baby So you laugh through your tears Cry baby, cry baby 'Cause you don't fucking care Tears fall to the ground You just let them drown Cry baby, cry baby You just let them drown Cry baby, cry baby You just let them drown I look at you and I see myself And I know you better than anyone else And I have the same faucet in my eyes So your tears are mine They call me cry baby, cry baby But I don't fucking care Cry baby, cry baby I laugh through my tears Cry baby, cry baby 'Cause I don't fucking care Tears fall to the ground I just let them drown Cry baby, cry baby I just let them drown Cry baby, cry baby You just let them drown They call you cry baby, cry baby I just let them drown Cry baby, cry baby You just let them drown - Melanie Martinez <3
#melanie #music #suicide #crybaby #piano #rhythm #orchestra #string quartet #tonality #jazz #harmony #choir #musician #sound #lyrics #composer #art #melody #chord #blues #death #guitar #singing #songwriter #opera #song #folk music #harmonise #poetry #sheet music #musical notation #harmonize #egaugnal keerg #classical music
im gonna kms in like three weeks :3
๐ช๐ซ๐โคโ๐ฉน๐ฉป๐ธโ ๏ธ๐ง ๐ซ๐ฆด๐ช๐ธ๐ท๐ญ๐จ๐๐ง๐ป๐งธ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ๐๐ผเซฎ๊ฐ หถโข เผ โขหถ๊ฑแ โกสโแข โบฬฅฬฅฬฅ เผ โนฬฅฬฅฬฅ แขโษแ( ' โฉ '๐ฆน)แ๐ฉโ๐ช(า `ะทยด) ๏ธปโฆฬตฬตฬฟโคโโเซฎ๊ฐโธโธ> ฬซ <โธโธ๊ฑแโ โ โฎ โ โ๐พ(า ๊ฆเบดใฎ๊ฆเบด)โโฑโฎโฑโ๐พโ๐บเซฎ หโฐห แ rawr!
โฑ เผบ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐/ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ เผปโฑ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โ ยดหห ๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ใใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐ใใใใใ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐ใใใใใ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใ ใ ๐๐๐๐ใใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐ ใใใใใ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ใใใ ๐๐๐๐ ใใใใ ใ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐ใใใใ ใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐ใใใ ใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐ ๐๐๐ใใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใ๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ใใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใใ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ใใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ใ ใใ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ใใ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ (๐๐๐แฏ๐: ๐น๐๐๐ ๏พ Adorqb1x ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ )
#death #cape verde #you #sunshine