so the stars keep playing terribly even when I'm not knitting my cursed scarf? okay that's it. I'm getting this thing done before the 18th of april.

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so the stars keep playing terribly even when I'm not knitting my cursed scarf? okay that's it. I'm getting this thing done before the 18th of april.

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The fact that I'm still seeing post about Navier not enjoying sex with Sovieshu when Navier herself said sex with Sovieshu was comfortable and there's no awkwardness whereas her first night with heinry was very awkward...
can we get one year where it doesnt snow in the middle of april . please
my ocs *dies*
"It's a shame I can't help the poor guy out. Aw well."

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got a sweat rash between my boobs from work.who want me
who are you?
THE BLADE. - A friend. A weapon. You are leaving. Too much has happened not to. The sun is hot and you forget the grief as the rays kiss your skin. The goodbyes were… you don’t know. Your mouth tastes of blood and the loss sits like sandpaper in your throat. You wonder if you deserved it— of course you didn’t. It scares you how easy it was to leave, a few sharp words and the thorns unburied themselves from your flesh. It covers you still, the shadow. You ignore it and force a smile, glinting like silver, all sharp teeth and sharp tongue. There is no way but forward now and you grip the knife, ready to cut a path forward if the trail ends. It will be better, you will make sure of it. The sweat and tears mingle until they cannot be distinguished. It will be better.