#ilutoo

Y te amo de la manera más inocentemente posible, aunque me duela seguiré aquí, para que el día de mañana cuando mire atrás pueda decir : lo logré, pude componer mis errores y logramos salir adelante.

Mogga’s favorite food is cucumber, which she only had once as a child when her people met a traveling merchant. As rare as produce is, she expected to have to share. But Elder Roka let her have the whole thing to herself when he saw how happy it made her. Mog ate on it for an entire day and savored it. She didn’t wash her hands for some time afterward because she could smell the cucumber juice on her fingers, until it got kind of gross and the others made her.Before she was old enough to get her first wordburgers inked, Mog was taught the Tells by ear. She came up with melodies to help herself memorize them, which made for a few pleasant nights with the others in her caravan singing stories. The habit stuck with her. She still sings quietly to herself as an adult as she does certain tasks with multiple steps to them.Mogga’s most prized possessions consist of: a bundle of licorice root she pilfered off a dead body, a small wax parcel of sandalwood chips which she doesn’t want to open too much in case the smell starts to fade, and her crow-catching net which, while practical, has been enhanced with shiny bits she’s found while out scavving. They serve to visually confuse the prey, but she takes pride in how pretty it looks.

AAAAAA???? AAAAAAAAAAAA [dramatic music playing]

you take your time no rush you can wait longer man don’t wwwworrry boout silly ol me ilu  shhhhhhhhh your perfect stay here 5ever ok so onely missss you guys *SOBS* NNNNNOOOO I’M AAAWFUL YOU SHOULDN’T CCCCOME HERE IT’S SO COLD AND I’M SO BAD BUT SO HAPPY THAnk you ilu iwishuluck

Cris 0.3 seconds later: waht fo u maen durnk 'im sobre as fcku

"I’m not even worth all that effort."