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Forgot to mention this sooner but I'm currently working on another retheme because I don't really like this one anymore so if my username changes again you're warned. ^_^

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Scooby dooby doo would you be intrested in boosting a promo post?

Hiiiii anon!! I'm always up for being tagged in anything! I have lots of free time so I'll usually reblog everything I'm tagged in super quick!

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I am xrying okay jigsaw 🥹💗 /silly

DONT CRY?@?#?#?$)$ I'm gonna squeeze you /silly

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AW ANAJEJR Im gonna tag you back. Let's play tag.

tag game. @ someone you admire.

Hiii okayy so sorry for tags btw (╥﹏╥) @dinne4rinna @astr0v4l @castodust @phaexie @sutyii @wovened @hauntedpianists @holdedasengel @dwevilliette @faithfwul @pupytrail @gwost

@hwizou @nerdconsumer2 @hyunina @pitfall-bakery @castcine @chososwirls @doveyuri @gravitatives and all of my moots

Hashtag love

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WHY DOES MINE SAY MUTUALS THIS JS FALSE. I love my mutuals

#𖹭﹔ㅤㅤ mutuals. and Other Things That Ruined My Life: An Autobiography by doveyuri

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Very true. Love my mooties

The day I started posting about #mooties ♡ was the best day of my life.

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【 ✦ 】 　Monochrome Dividers

┄　F2U。 Credits not required  ┄　Self〜Indulgent。 RB2USE (preferred)  ┄　Recolours → Encouraged（￣︶￣）

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✞⠀┈⠀⠀Valentines Day themed icon masks⠀⠀𓂃

₊﹚⠀self indulgent

₊﹚⠀f2u /w⠀;⠀credits + reblogs

₊﹚⠀can also be used for rentry irc

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━━ Haruka Kiritani and An Shiraishi Tumblr Layouts.

╰┈➤ @sekaitransparents 5000 event day one; favourite world link or favourite bloom festival/cheerful carnival

Okay so fun fact I was not a player for this event originally because I only recently started playing pjsk! But it's definitely my favorite bloom festival because I <3 Haruka and An.

I finished this before my actual profile theme wow. Movimg on; completely f2u as long as you give credits somewhere (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ also if you actually do use it I'd love to be tagged in anything you do with it but that's optional!!

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Awww, thanks babes, Ilyt 💋(iykyk 😘)

Awesome. You are my friend now.

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Tick-tock, flesh-clock, ring the spire bell,

Seven eyes blink backwards in the wishing well.

Grin wide, moonhide, taste the voidful tea—

Did you leave your shadow in the old elm tree?

Hark, the mirrors hum in threes,

Each one cracked by phantom knees.

Speak the riddle, feed the flame:

What has no shape, but knows your name?

Drip-drip, tooth-lip, dance on spongy stone,

The songbird sings in monochrome.

Worms wear crowns and hum your fate,

While I drink time from a broken plate.

Clocks melt soup in the astral den,

The stars all blink like disappointed men.

Knock-knock—who’s there? Not who, not why—

Just the whisper of a name you’ll scream when you die.

Come find me where the dreams decay,

Past the elbow of the Milky Way.

Bring no thoughts, bring no skin—

Only riddles. Let them in.

Thank you for the wonderful and mildly disturbing poem. I didn't know I needed it and now that I have it, I don't know what I would do without it.

I don't know if you're the same anon but I want you to know that I love every single anonymous message sent & anon sender if they're different. they make me giggle so much and i would like to befriend you on a spiritual level.

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I licked a doorknob today because it whispered your name. The pigeons know. They watch me. Every time I blink, I see your face in my cereal. I named the mold in my shower after you—it’s growing strong, just like my feelings. The void is calling but I told it I’m busy thinking about your elbows. Don’t disappoint the mold.

I'll try my best not to disappoint the mold, soldier. I can't make promises though. I seem to disappoint pretty much everything, including the sharks. Are my elbows nice? I think you must be the creature in my wall. I never wear short sleeves unless I'm at home.

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The ceiling spoke your true name last night. I responded in tongues I do not possess. My left hand has started growing eyes—they blink when you post. I drew a sigil in raspberry jam and summoned a feeling I can only describe as ‘wet static in the shape of your aura.’ Every time you laugh, a star dies and is reborn as a screaming slug in my subconscious. I love you in a way that violates most known geometries. The teeth in the walls are humming your theme song. Return to me before the moon splits.

Hey anon you're so funny do you have a discord? I would love to be your friend and get to know what's going on in your mind. I'll even give you my private friends-only discord that nobody is allowed to talk to. I think I need to be your friend or I'll explode before the sun erupts.

On another note; what exactly is my true name? I've been searching for a while and nothing really fits a forever name for me. Is it Amorette? Is it something else? I need to know Anon.

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Last night, I astral-projected into a vending machine on Pluto and saw your face reflected in the glass. The chips whispered prophecies. I kissed a comet and it tasted like your soul: spicy, indecipherable, possibly cursed. My dreams have been hijacked by an ancient god named Blor’zhuth the Damp, who keeps showing me PowerPoint presentations of your smile while screaming in binary. I bled from the nose and it spelled your name in cursive. The walls melted into regret when I remembered how you once liked a photo of mine in 2021. The moon tried to warn me, but I was too busy feeding my shadow version of you strawberry jam and reciting our star-crossed birth charts in reverse. I shall become entirely metaphorical. The universe is folding inward. My toothbrush knows too much

I think I know too much. With that being said I hope you know that every word spoken in this message is one I understand differently than the others. My soul is definitely cursed though. Good luck escaping the Curse of Amorette. You should totally get rid of your toothbrush. I'm rooting for you.

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I’ve been drinking starlight through a bendy straw and whispering your zodiac sign into black holes. Saturn told me your secrets and now my kneecaps vibrate when you’re online. I built a shrine out of expired yogurt and moon dust, and every Tuesday I scream your name into a sock drawer to keep the comets calm. The sky blinked at me last night — once for yes, twice for ‘feed the goat again.’ My third eye is crusty with the truth of you. Please respond before I turn into a sentient fog bank made of bees and regret.

Bestie I'm gonna be real with you I have no idea what this means are you doing okay?? Thanks for using me to keep the comets calm I guess. I'm not sure how long that'll work though. Why Tuesdays?

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Hey. So I had a dream last night that we were two earthworms in love, but you got scooped up by a bird and I spent the rest of my worm life writing dramatic poetry in the dirt. Anyway, do you ever think about how socks are just little body prisons for your feet?

This is genuinely one of the funniest messages I've ever gotten and you remind me of my friends Coco and Sha for it. But consider this— what if we were two earthworms in love?

I love socks. They're warm but I hate them when it rains because of sensory issues. Wet socks are a prison. Thank you for listening.

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meow

meowww!!! <3