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Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *Don't worry, I'll poke it back.*
Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me*
*Mn.. depression likes to poke me*
*Don't worry, I'll poke it back.*
*I'm so tired of feeling like this*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *I hate that that happens to you, anything I can do to help?* *No. Just got back from therapy. We talked about religious trauma, my own self worth, stuff like that.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *I hate that that happens to you, anything I can do to help?*
*I hate that that happens to you, anything I can do to help?*
*No. Just got back from therapy. We talked about religious trauma, my own self worth, stuff like that.
*Sorry to hear that too, I hope you get better, I care about you, but you already know that I hope.*
Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *Don't worry, I'll poke it back.* *I'm so tired of feeling like this*
*I'm so sorry. I'm here for you however I can be, and I love you, dude.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *I hate that that happens to you, anything I can do to help?* *No. Just got back from therapy. We talked about religious trauma, my own self worth, stuff like that. *Sorry to hear that too, I hope you get better, I care about you, but you already know that I hope.*
*It's fine, I'm just tired and not feeling well.*
Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *Don't worry, I'll poke it back.* *I'm so tired of feeling like this* *I'm so sorry. I'm here for you however I can be, and I love you, dude.*
*Love you too man, I'm sorry I'm being a bummer.*
Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *I hate that that happens to you, anything I can do to help?* *No. Just got back from therapy. We talked about religious trauma, my own self worth, stuff like that. *Sorry to hear that too, I hope you get better, I care about you, but you already know that I hope.* *It's fine, I'm just tired and not feeling well.*
*I’m not going to repeat myself over and over, you know how I feel about it. I wish I could do something, I’m sorry I can’t.*
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *I hate that that happens to you, anything I can do to help?* *No. Just got back from therapy. We talked about religious trauma, my own self worth, stuff like that. *Sorry to hear that too, I hope you get better, I care about you, but you already know that I hope.* *It's fine, I'm just tired and not feeling well.* *I’m not going to repeat myself over and over, you know how I feel about it. I wish I could do something, I’m sorry I can’t.*
*I'm sorry, I'm being a bummer. Love you to man.*
Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *I hate that that happens to you, anything I can do to help?* *No. Just got back from therapy. We talked about religious trauma, my own self worth, stuff like that. *Sorry to hear that too, I hope you get better, I care about you, but you already know that I hope.* *It's fine, I'm just tired and not feeling well.* *I’m not going to repeat myself over and over, you know how I feel about it. I wish I could do something, I’m sorry I can’t.* *I'm sorry, I'm being a bummer. Love you to man.*
*Youre not being a bummer, you’re allowed to have feelings man.*
Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Mn.. depression likes to poke me* *Don't worry, I'll poke it back.* *I'm so tired of feeling like this* *I'm so sorry. I'm here for you however I can be, and I love you, dude.* *Love you too man, I'm sorry I'm being a bummer.*
*don't apologize. your feelings deserve to be expressed.*
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> *I love all of you guys, just felt like saying it*
*I love all of you guys, just felt like saying it*
*Even me? Love you too dude.*
*:)*
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> *Cut for Salem.* (Good place to end?) Her own is ice cold, reflecting her pale skin and the face that she is technically undead “Your breath is warm, I like it. It makes me wonder…” He looks up from his book “I’ve traveled most of this plane, even if we do have trouble, I will try to keep it minimal. This is going to be lovely.” "What do you wonder?..." he asks, flushing.he climbs in to the wagon, sitting on one of the chairs. "C'mon slowpoke."(yeah good end, anybody else?) “Just…” She fidgets with hand fingers “Makes me want to kiss you is all, but you probably don’t want to.” He gets up and follows them inside, closing his book. He kisses them softly. (Do you want to do anyone else? I’d be happy to.) He pulls back, only briefly, before pressing his lips to hers.He smiles, humming as he sets the horses off. They begin to drag the wagon, which rides smoothly.(pick whoever :3) She looks surprised by the kiss, but leans into it, wrapping her arms around their neck. He sits next to them “Would you like to do anything with all the free time that we have?” He says, putting away his book. (Maybe Lilac possibly.) It lasts shortly, and he pulls back, smiling weakly."I would, but cant think of anything specifically... I usually just sing to myself on my trips."Lilac is stretched out in a hidden alcove, gorging on the rays of sun.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> *Cut for Salem.* (Good place to end?) Her own is ice cold, reflecting her pale skin and the face that she is technically undead “Your breath is warm, I like it. It makes me wonder…” He looks up from his book “I’ve traveled most of this plane, even if we do have trouble, I will try to keep it minimal. This is going to be lovely.” "What do you wonder?..." he asks, flushing.he climbs in to the wagon, sitting on one of the chairs. "C'mon slowpoke."(yeah good end, anybody else?) “Just…” She fidgets with hand fingers “Makes me want to kiss you is all, but you probably don’t want to.” He gets up and follows them inside, closing his book. He kisses them softly. (Do you want to do anyone else? I’d be happy to.) He pulls back, only briefly, before pressing his lips to hers.He smiles, humming as he sets the horses off. They begin to drag the wagon, which rides smoothly.(pick whoever :3) She looks surprised by the kiss, but leans into it, wrapping her arms around their neck. He sits next to them “Would you like to do anything with all the free time that we have?” He says, putting away his book. (Maybe Lilac possibly.)
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> *Cut for Salem.* (Good place to end?) Her own is ice cold, reflecting her pale skin and the face that she is technically undead “Your breath is warm, I like it. It makes me wonder…” He looks up from his book “I’ve traveled most of this plane, even if we do have trouble, I will try to keep it minimal. This is going to be lovely.” "What do you wonder?..." he asks, flushing.he climbs in to the wagon, sitting on one of the chairs. "C'mon slowpoke."(yeah good end, anybody else?) “Just…” She fidgets with hand fingers “Makes me want to kiss you is all, but you probably don’t want to.” He gets up and follows them inside, closing his book. He kisses them softly. (Do you want to do anyone else? I’d be happy to.) He pulls back, only briefly, before pressing his lips to hers.He smiles, humming as he sets the horses off. They begin to drag the wagon, which rides smoothly.(pick whoever :3)
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> *Cut for Salem.* (Good place to end?) Her own is ice cold, reflecting her pale skin and the face that she is technically undead “Your breath is warm, I like it. It makes me wonder…” He looks up from his book “I’ve traveled most of this plane, even if we do have trouble, I will try to keep it minimal. This is going to be lovely.” "What do you wonder?..." he asks, flushing.he climbs in to the wagon, sitting on one of the chairs. "C'mon slowpoke."(yeah good end, anybody else?) “Just…” She fidgets with hand fingers “Makes me want to kiss you is all, but you probably don’t want to.” He gets up and follows them inside, closing his book. He kisses them softly. (Do you want to do anyone else? I’d be happy to.)
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> *Cut for Salem.* (Good place to end?) Her own is ice cold, reflecting her pale skin and the face that she is technically undead “Your breath is warm, I like it. It makes me wonder…” He looks up from his book “I’ve traveled most of this plane, even if we do have trouble, I will try to keep it minimal. This is going to be lovely.” "What do you wonder?..." he asks, flushing.he climbs in to the wagon, sitting on one of the chairs. "C'mon slowpoke."(yeah good end, anybody else?)
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> *Cut for Salem.* (Good place to end?) Her own is ice cold, reflecting her pale skin and the face that she is technically undead “Your breath is warm, I like it. It makes me wonder…” He looks up from his book “I’ve traveled most of this plane, even if we do have trouble, I will try to keep it minimal. This is going to be lovely.”
*Cut for Salem.*
(Good place to end?)
Her own is ice cold, reflecting her pale skin and the face that she is technically undead “Your breath is warm, I like it. It makes me wonder…”
He looks up from his book “I’ve traveled most of this plane, even if we do have trouble, I will try to keep it minimal. This is going to be lovely.”
"What do you wonder?..." he asks, flushing.he climbs in to the wagon, sitting on one of the chairs. "C'mon slowpoke."(yeah good end, anybody else?)
“Just…” She fidgets with hand fingers “Makes me want to kiss you is all, but you probably don’t want to.”
He gets up and follows them inside, closing his book. He kisses them softly.
(Do you want to do anyone else? I’d be happy to.)
He pulls back, only briefly, before pressing his lips to hers.He smiles, humming as he sets the horses off. They begin to drag the wagon, which rides smoothly.(pick whoever :3)
She looks surprised by the kiss, but leans into it, wrapping her arms around their neck.
He sits next to them “Would you like to do anything with all the free time that we have?” He says, putting away his book.
(Maybe Lilac possibly.)
It lasts shortly, and he pulls back, smiling weakly."I would, but cant think of anything specifically... I usually just sing to myself on my trips."Lilac is stretched out in a hidden alcove, gorging on the rays of sun.
She smiles back at them, looking deep into their eyes “Just as warm as I hoped.”
“I would love to hear you sing. I was never much of a singer myself, but hearing you would be a pleasure.”
Clem is walking through the forest on all fours, tracking the scent of Lilac to the alcove, making sure to hide to surprise them.
*Alan Wake 2 isn't letting me pick up a gun in the game. Let me pick up a gun game, I need to get rid of the darkness that infects the town.*
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> *I love all of you guys, just felt like saying it* *Even me? Love you too dude.* *no, I just said all and didn't want to include you. Lol. You're my goat, Jester.*
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> *I love all of you guys, just felt like saying it* *Even me? Love you too dude.*
*no, I just said all and didn't want to include you. Lol. You're my goat, Jester.*
*Fair enough, my bad for not being able to read. Love you man, my doppelgänger, my husband, my friend.*
Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Alan Wake 2 isn't letting me pick up a gun in the game. Let me pick up a gun game, I need to get rid of the darkness that infects the town.*
*The darkness, it consumes*
Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Alan Wake 2 isn't letting me pick up a gun in the game. Let me pick up a gun game, I need to get rid of the darkness that infects the town.* *The darkness, it consumes*
*It wants me to cry-*
*I'm so tired of feeling like this*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Sorry to hear that too, I hope you get better, I care about you, but you already know that I hope.*
*I'm so sorry. I'm here for you however I can be, and I love you, dude.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*It's fine, I'm just tired and not feeling well.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Love you too man, I'm sorry I'm being a bummer.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I’m not going to repeat myself over and over, you know how I feel about it. I wish I could do something, I’m sorry I can’t.*
*I'm sorry, I'm being a bummer. Love you to man.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Youre not being a bummer, you’re allowed to have feelings man.*
*don't apologize. your feelings deserve to be expressed.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Even me? Love you too dude.*
*:)*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She smiles back at them, looking deep into their eyes “Just as warm as I hoped.”
“I would love to hear you sing. I was never much of a singer myself, but hearing you would be a pleasure.”
Clem is walking through the forest on all fours, tracking the scent of Lilac to the alcove, making sure to hide to surprise them.
*Alan Wake 2 isn't letting me pick up a gun in the game. Let me pick up a gun game, I need to get rid of the darkness that infects the town.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Fair enough, my bad for not being able to read. Love you man, my doppelgänger, my husband, my friend.*
*The darkness, it consumes*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*It wants me to cry-*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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