CRYINGG😭
When somebody shares a quote by a famous author like it's something the author personally said and believed, but you know it was actually spoken by a character you're not supposed to like... 😐
your last words before you die are the 3rd line of the last song you listened to. what are we saying ladies?
what do you call a pan guy named nick who works at a CD store?
pan nick at the disc co
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Welcome Brazilians
I remember last year when i first watched I saw the tv glow and then immediately came here and put they/them on bio
favorite books: radio silence - alice oseman
i wonder- if nobody is listening to my voice, am i making any sound at all?”
Hello. I hope somebody is listening.
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I am doing well, thank you for asking. In fact, I have been searching for a new favourite hiding spot, actually.
The last one ended up being infiltrated by a group of youngsters, and suddenly there were too many people there who could mess with my things.
Hell, once, some teen actually took one of my things! Those menacing kids… The only person I truly trusted in my hideout was Thalia. I don’t think about her much these days.
On another note, I can’t wait to try out this new hiding spot, although it is a big risk, as you never know when them kids could show up. It seems they end up finding all of my good hiding spots! I would hate to have to be an adult and kick them out.
I want to have a good spot for my set-up, one that allows me to talk on this radio to anyone who may be listening, like you, dear listener, directly. Especially so without this bad, busy background noise. I do apologise for my microphone, it seems to have been bugging out recently.
I do miss talking to you, old sport. I am always wishing back the old days. But, instead, I must not dwell on the past. Instead, I need to keep looking towards the future.
People say a lot of things about the future and its memories. That they’re scary… Unknown… Even dangerous. But that mustn’t stop you from dreaming and fulfilling those dreams. They could come true, you know?
You must be true to yourself, old sport. Keep on shining.
And, always, keep on listening.
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we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever
My love language is sending gifs about love to my friends
Took this in November I bet it's foggy and grey there now