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ㅤㅤ★ midst the pitch-black void fixing to
ㅤㅤdevour my whole chaotic, sinful soul.
ㅤㅤI'M STRAIGHT UP /. 🎲 manifesting
ㅤㅤthat cosmic retribution drops the
ㅤㅤhammer in the most brutal, way
ㅤㅤpossible on that demon.

ㅤㅤ👹 never gave a single damn about
ㅤㅤanyone else's agonizing pain. just
ㅤㅤstraight up gluttonous, avaricious,
ㅤㅤand mega-toxic vibes.
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━╋━ 🚨 ‘just total blind demolition tearing up the city, flattening half the population just to guard other “humans.” gunfights & chaos blasting non-stop everywhere, zero safe zones left to hide.

but whatever, man, he don't give a damn. he's a straight-up hybrid, half-human, half-demon, which lowkey makes him question “who the hell am i?” but honestly, that don't mean jack.

ㅤㅤㅤonly thing that matters is solidifying
ㅤㅤㅤhimself into something that brings
ㅤㅤㅤpersonal satisfaction.🎲
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

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•──────scarlet commands: 🫀 gritty town where every soul is out there on the grind, just fiercely hunting down some real purpose or direction for their survival.

(ⓘ.) damn night is just brutal marathon of deep ／ heavy isolation. wrapping concrete blocks in blanket of solitude. 🟥 when neon lights cut through the pitch-black sky, they’re basically just reflecting the silent, hollow echo of men drifting down the crowded pavement.
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😁 every single neon-lit memory from the wild, chaotic rollercoaster ride we’ve been blazing through is straight-up priceless to my soul.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤthose sparkling shards of shattered
ㅤㅤglass left over from this morning's
ㅤㅤepic showdown are total. 🚭

ㅤㅤhardcore proof of how we lowkey
ㅤㅤfreak out over keeping each other
ㅤㅤsafe when the vibe goes completely
ㅤㅤsideways.

✚ electric energy buzzing between us is giving major cosmic kindred-spirit frequencies, way deeper than just some basic “ride-or-die partner-in-crime!” ®️ but not quite crossing the border into official lovers territory.

(leaving my brain fried +999.)

short-circuited trying to slap a proper label on whatever beautiful, unhinged madness this is because their presence in my life is just way too precious and sacred to ever trap in basic slang.
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ㅤㅤㅤ❤️ NEWSPAPERS (!.) 18-000-731 ★

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ+7 FŪNĶŸ STRĒĒŢ

whenever i’m hitting that lonely streak (&.) -- • 🚏the whole vibe just goes pitch black, straight up drowning out all that hard-earned joy i had to hustle so backbreakingly to grab.

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