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Rate setup: 10/10 nyimut bat pink pink.
You as manga: 👆🏻 Kaluna ini bocah nyimut, serius.. Tapi pedes omongannya.
Rate setup: 10/10 nyimut bat pink pink.
You as manga: 👆🏻 Kaluna ini bocah nyimut, serius.. Tapi pedes omongannya.
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Terbukti kan kalau gw kagak pernah PHP, terima kasih banyak yang udah ikutan main. Kapan-kapan lagi ya. 😎
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NEWS–ROLL: Slot arrangement's It has become increasingly rare, when guests stop by and give answers on the paper they want.) The vampires paid attention word by word, "GAMA AZARIEL" had already filled the slot based on the guest's paper that sent it, With the time period "3 DAYS & VIP - TELEGRAM" The following details are now confirmed based on the received submission from "17 - 20 JANUARI" Wait for the next news in the news reel about updates on vampires.
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ㅤ 𝒊𝒊. ──────── They convened beneath the blighted yew, a cabal of vampiric confidants whose camaraderie was calcified by centuries of desolation. |
No mirth passed between them—only the crepuscular hush of unspoken regrets and sanguine sins. They brought mementos steeped in entropy:
▸ @Highlieght @Barrierent
Their communion was a dirge, not a festivity—an elegy for the selves they had exuviated. Faces gaunt with the elegance of ruin, they lingered in a dolorous circle, embalmed in candle smoke and the distant susurrus of forgotten hymns. Happy Mensiversary, dearest mutual. Even silence, in their presence, felt sentient—like a ghost that remembered when they still prayed. [
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ㅤ 𝒊𝒊. ──────── They convened beneath the blighted yew, a cabal of vampiric confidants whose camaraderie was calcified by centuries of desolation. |
09’ SHARP EYE. 🦇No mirth passed between them—only the crepuscular hush of unspoken regrets and sanguine sins. They brought mementos steeped in entropy:
▸ @Highlieght @Barrierent
Their communion was a dirge, not a festivity—an elegy for the selves they had exuviated. Faces gaunt with the elegance of ruin, they lingered in a dolorous circle, embalmed in candle smoke and the distant susurrus of forgotten hymns. Happy Mensiversary, dearest mutual. Even silence, in their presence, felt sentient—like a ghost that remembered when they still prayed. [
1977 : “ BLOOD OF FAITH ” ]ㅤ
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