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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𐔌ྀི      ݁     namᥱ     ⠀˳   ⎯🍏˖

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𓄹 ˖ 🎀ྀ     ࡛ name 𓂃 ㅤ֯  ៸𐑼

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀⪩ ࡛ ⠀ 𓏼⠀⠀name ⠀𓈒⠀⠀ ݁⠀ ♡

⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𓉸ིྀᣟ⠀⠀ ֪ ⠀ ׄ namɘ⠀   ׄ⠀ 💬  ₊

⠀⠀⠀⠀ 🪷ુ ㅤֹ ㅤׅ  ⃝nameㅤׅ ྀྀིა

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✿⢷ ׂ⠀⠀ ׅ ⠀⠀na𝗆࣭̃e⠀⠀ ֺ ⠀ ׅ⠀ 🌜

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But he was for me everything.

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no one asked but

- my commissions are open. you can send me a dm for more info

- you can buy prints on my inprnt (https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/teller-of-tragedies/) and wallpapers on mi kofi (https://ko-fi.com/telleroftragedies)

- you can also find me on tiktok (https://www.tiktok.com/@teller.of.tragedies) and instagram (https://www.instagram.com/teller.of.tragedies/)

loving me is a bit like looking into the sun. I don’t mean that I’m bright or golden; I mean that it’s absolute. It burns, it consumes, it leaves a mark. I can’t offer you a lukewarm affection. It’s either the entire ocean or a total drought.