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Tw, vent:

For a few days it was so quiet… too quiet. I thought everyone would be louder after what happened but no, I could still feel Twyla, but Elissa and Avea felt so far away and everyone was quiet. I felt so alone. It hurt, it hurt badly to feel that alone.

I hate myself so much for what I think about, I feel ashamed and ungrateful and weak. I’m better than others are but I’m still not fine. I can’t even tell my best friends I’m not fine.

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I wish we were numb instead of hurt. I’m tired of hurting.

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can’t escape bad thoughts today. hate it. hate me. i want to be done. done with everything.

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The “Shut up you’re so annoying!” King Julien audio is all we can think about right now and it’s definitely not directly towards a specific harpy horse-

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stopppp I can’t question if I’m from ever after high nowwww, that’s too weirddddd

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There’s so much we wanna say about Avea-

But it is NOT pg friendly nor would others care to hear about it.

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Sometimes we like to do cursed things-

It’s giving body swap episode 💀

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Some dresses Elissa is fond of:

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Made Elissa in DTI on Roblox, we did our best lol

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Twyla Boogeyman moodboard !

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Stealy stealy /silly

Elissabat

source : pinterest

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Twyla sweetie, how can you love grammar the most but make the most typos when tireddddd

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people are twisted fucking twisted!! Willow’s seen this shit before and doesn’t need to again

I WANT TO THROW HOOVES

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I can’t be on the main blog right now, I just can’t. I feel so bad that I can’t but I we can’t even face the fact that someone is posting such horrible things.

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Avea is pissed. It’s scary. We don’t like it but it’s understandable

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Very happy only like five users know about this blog

also unfortunate only five users see these posts and don’t scroll through main blog page lol

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Drown me in a river of her flowing essence. Suffocate me with the scent of her clothes. Serenade me in a forever song of her sound.

I wish to be tortured by her beauty.