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I may return to roleplaying one day. My life has been in shambles for the past maybe 3 years, and my creative bone has withered away... I miss all of you that I really loved to write with 😔
2 yrs ago
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I may return to roleplaying one day. My life has been in shambles for the past maybe 3 years, and my creative bone has withered away... I miss all of you that I really loved to write with 😔
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2 yrs ago
I fr believe that the universe hates me,,, I keep trying to come back to get back into writing and then like instantly something happens in my life that keeps me from being online at all,,,
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3 yrs ago
i love how every time i'm like "wow i finally have time to come back to this site and write" something happens to me that takes me offline for months,,
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3 yrs ago
Mahz is smart to check in on this terrarium only once in a blue moon LOL /hj
Kyle slipped into sleep, his mind filled with stress and even more questions than he could possibly ask. He unconciously hugged Konsa tighter to his chest, his breathing not as normal as it usually was.
Eren tilted his head. "Hmm..."Armin laughed. "I know..." he said, releasing the boy. "It's getting late... I'm going to go take a shower..." he began to walk out of the mess hall. "See you later..."
Kyle sat up, took his jacket off to reveal a thin shirt, and then laid back down. "Thanks again for staying..." he said, reaching down and pulling the sheets over them, and brining Konsa into his arms and obto his chest.