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تسلیت میگم به همتون
و این چنل تا اطلاع ثانوی هیچ فعالیتی نداره


Forward from: ◜𝙼𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎◞
یه پیشنهاد دوستانه‌ای که دارم اینه که الان وقت یه سری از حرفا نیست بچه‌ها. همه به اندازه‌ی کافی حالشون بد هست، پس لطفا از پخش کردن حرفایی که بقیه رو تریگرد تر از این میکنه بپرهیزید.


Forward from: ﹙ るあ﹐☁️﹚
✰ : این پیام رو فور کنید و من بر اساس وایبی که بهم میدید براتون یه موجود کریپی اسکچ میزنم و یه اهنگ همراهش بهتون میدم . 📼 ( پرایوت نه )


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Forward from: 𝖯𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗈'
🧙🏻‍♀ // —فورکنین بگم به عنوان یه جادوگر چه کارایی ازتون برمیومد و بیشتر معجونایی که درست میکردین واسه چی بود ?!


Forward from: echo🪻
میزان درگیری ای که با باتای ناشناس برای پیدا کردن یه لینک درست دارم عملا از میزان کتاب های نیمه خوندمم بیشتر شده.


He could only consider me as the living corpse of a would-be suicide, a person dead to shame, an idiot ghost.




I want to die. I want to die more than ever before. There’s no chance now of a recovery. No matter what sort of thing I do, no matter what I do, it’s sure to be a failure, just a final coating applied to my shame. That dream of going on bicycles to see a waterfall framed in summer leaves, it was not for the likes of me. All that can happen now is that one foul, humiliating sin will be piled on another, and my sufferings will become only the more acute. I want to die. I must die. Living itself is the source of sin.




For someone like myself in whom the ability to trust others is so cracked and broken that I am wretchedly timid and am forever trying to read the expression on people's faces.


Carpe diem, miss. Foolish youth is a strange and wondrous time that vanishes too quickly.




هنگامی که آوای رقص افکارم، گوش هایم را اصم میکند.




Yet another day is passing
I'm sure tomorrow will be the same old day
I hate how much you've changed
What you know about me baby
Seeing you wither is like seeing myself
What you know about me baby
Flower
I don′t wanna say goodbye.
You're so beautiful
Though I can't have you
Though I can't pick you off
very beautiful
You are like a flower
Though
I wanna be drunk with your scent and fall asleep
Don't step on her, don't step on her,
Don't wither away
′Cause I don't want this anymore
You can't fall,
I'm hiding you so I can protect your blossom
Once the beauty ends
You struggle with the eyes that'll go away
You're scared so you're running away from
The shadow that covers you
I can't even walk as well,
I'm just walking in place
I hate how there's no answer from you
What you know about me baby
Seeing you wither is like seeing myself
What you know about me baby
Flower
You're so beautiful
Though I can't have you
Though I can't pick you off
You're beautiful
The yellow you is withering
Your petals are falling, I'm breaking down.
Don't get farther away from me
Baby. come back, come back to me.


‌— 𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗌 ٫٫


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