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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
Daniel shook his head, sitting down on the bed next to him. "No, I think we've had enough for right now..." he said, slowly beginning to unwrap the bandages on his arm.
Kiori smiled and laughed, walking down the hallway. "Crazy kids...." he chuckled, running a hand through his white hair. He walked into the Host Club room and left the door cracked a bit. It felt too much like a prison when the doors were shut closed all the way.
Kiori chuckled at their chatter, stopping in front of one of the doors marked 'Art Club'. He turned to them. "Well, this is where we depart." He nodded to both of them. "It was delightful to meet you both...." he said, smiling.