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PlaythingsA cold wind blows. Wisps of black, lustrous hair dance about, occasionally brushing against the girl’s face so that she has to lift her delicate hands to brush them aside as they continue to dance. The speed of the wind dictates the tempo of their dance. Just like how the flow of time controls how fast we must react to situations. Why must we be bullied by something which we cannot see?Playthings
The hands give up on their mission, instead preferring to retreat to the cement ground. They brush across the uneven surface before choosing a spot to rest. The girl tilts her head upwards. Her feet are stretched outwards, as if to kick the r
Thrilled
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dont copy me
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Aouruu:My teddy bear doesn't feel the same with a plastic bag around it
Kanda:You're telling me.
Allen:You are so not getting laid.
Kanda: I CAN GET LAID BY MYSELF
Awkward Silence
-Random scripting from a comic
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Member:
~KULEET-Inc | *TalkPinoy | *daMEAT | ~da-ma | ~sadstarsoldiers | ~firepokemonclub
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ಠ_ಠ yea here's looking at YOU. YOU YOU YOU.
my inner child stole your inner child's teddy bear.
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^w^O I will try my best~!
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I make custom guinea pig, mouse and rat plushies! My plushie journal
My Artfire Shop
My Etsy Shop
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The pattern in the Chaos
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