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"I woke up. The moon is full, so I send my wishes to the universe", 2021
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WHEN the microwave says my leftover pasta is ready but the middle is still cold 
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when the microwave says my leftover pasta is ready but the middle is still cold 
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ig: claricetheillustrator
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Found an old PC monitor, decorated a little
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Hey! I love your writing and I was wondering if you are planning on making a mini series or a second part based off of Possessive Pharaoh?
Hi there! I have no idea when this was sent in and I apologize for being so late in answering your question. I haven’t logged into this blog in forever. But you know what? This message actually has inspired me to start writing a second part! :)
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I don’t have a train of thought I have seven trains on 4 tracks that narrowly avoid each other when the paths cross and all the conductors are screaming
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growing up as a gifted and talented student made me ridiculously ashamed of being wrong. like being wrong about the littlest things makes me want to cry and hate myself and i turn back into the big baby i actually am.
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when yall say you love girls, you better be including yourself too!
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y’all scream about supporting bi girls right up until they date men
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I was feeling really upset in my car before and decided to turn on the radio and when I did it was playing FUCKING DESPACITO
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when your tit is itchy
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Archive Moodboard: @softology
Champagne tips over the edge of the glass. Light fractures through the open window, and soft, soft whispers fill the room.
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