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"My love for you is as big as the sky, A love that will rise to the stars high. This love I have for you never stops growing, I promise to love you more each morning."
ʜᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜ! ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ɪᴄᴇᴍɪɴᴛғʀᴇᴇᴢᴇ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ғᴇᴀʀ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ! sʜᴇ's ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ sᴛᴜғғ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ғɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ sʜᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜᴛᴜʙᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ, sʜᴇ's ᴀɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ. ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ.
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𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 by me 𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔤𝔲𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔱, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔩𝔢𝔱, 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔰𝔬 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱. 𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰. 𝔗𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔣𝔩𝔬𝔴, 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰. 𝔚𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰. 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔥 𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔭𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔩𝔬𝔴. 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪 :) 𝔅𝔶 𝔞 6𝔱𝔥 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯. 𝔉𝔒𝔏𝔏𝔒𝔚 𝔐𝔈 𝔒𝔑 𝔖ℭℜ𝔄𝔗ℭℌ ℑ 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔞 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔖𝔭𝔞𝔠𝔢! 2/25/2025
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ᴹᵒᵒⁿ, ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ⁱᶠ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ˢᵉⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ? ˢᵒ, ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵉ, ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᴵ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵈᵒ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ⁱᵗ ˢʰⁱⁿᵉ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʰᵉʳᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ? ♡ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖🪐˖ ݁𖥔 ☾
"𝐀 𝖼ɦ𝗂ᥣᑯ ω𝗂𝗍ɦ α𐓣 α𐓣𝗂ꭑαᥣ 𝗌ⱺυᥣ" poem by: me (if you want to find me again, look for "Chip !!!" on pinterest ᡣ𐭩) ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴏ ᴅɪᴍ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴs ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛs ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡɪᴛɴᴇss ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀ ʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ sʜᴀʀᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ᴀ sᴇᴛ ᴏғ ғɪɴs ʏᴇʟʟᴏᴡ sᴋɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴡɪᴍ ғᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɢɪʟʟs ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴡɪsʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ 🦈 ๋࣭ ⭑ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀs ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴡɪɴᴅs ʙʟᴏᴡ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ɪ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ғᴜʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴍɪss ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ sɪᴍɪʟᴀʀs sᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ʟᴇssᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴜɪʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇs ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄᴏʀᴘsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ sʜᴀʀᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ғᴜʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ғᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀᴡs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴀɪʟ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴜɴ sᴏ ғᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ sᴏ ʜɪɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪʀᴅs ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴡɪsʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ 🐈⬛ ๋࣭ ⭑ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇs ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ sᴏᴜʟ ⃤⃝- ๋࣭ ⭑
poem 1: no not really ¨hey, are you okay?¨ see, thats the the thing always asked. ¨are you okay.¨ If you answer with No, not really or No, im not either way, the response is the same ¨oh im sorry. what happened?¨ they ask. but do they really care? no. not really. SEARCH PEPSIMONSTAH FOR MORE!!!
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𓍯𓂃𓏧 A vulnerable adolescent weeps﹐ⓘ navigating life's tumultuous tides ── .✦
݁ﾟ ⋆ ﾟ ☂︎ ⋆ ﾟ"𝓝𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭." -𝓔𝓭𝓰𝓪𝓻 𝓐𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷 𝓟𝓸𝓮. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ .
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