ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ𝚘𝗇𝗒𝔵 ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ𝗇͟𝗂͟𝗀𝔥𝗍

𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐡 (𝚗.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was ; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.

ᝰ a 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 can get into 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦, doing the 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 thing.” he nudged the 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥. “𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦 if we both got it 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈, ᴇʜ? 𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦 if i did the 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 thing and you did the 𝒃𝒂𝒅 one, ᴇʜ?”

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. A 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.𖤝

ᅠᅠᅠ ʄʀօʍ the 𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖘 of their ̶𝐇̶𝐎̶𝐏̶𝐄̶, — my 𝙠͟𝙞͟𝙣͟𝙜͟𝙙͟𝙤͟𝙢͟ shall яιѕє .ᐟᅠᅠ

⚹ (it's 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝘀𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗲 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝘆𝗼𝘂. . . 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝗂𝗍 𝑚𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦.)

𖣂 ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ has thought about 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆, one way or 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.” ———— 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴

all i’ve ever wanted is a better life for my people.

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ i 𝐬𝐞𝐞 the 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵 .ᐟ what b̲u̲r̲d̲e̲n̲s̲ it, what 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘂𝗽𝘁𝘀 it, what 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚜 it — and 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 it .ᐟ

ᅠ ⚘⡱ 𝟏𝟑. show us des photos de ton aesthetic ! ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ⠀ 𝖋𝙧𝘦𝗲 𝖎𝗇t𝗲𝙧𝖺𝖼t𝗂𝗼𝗇 ᝰ.ᐟ ᅠ

“Bon, tu bois quoi ? Je suis d'assez bonne humeur.”

“Dans ce cas là, je peux prié les anges..”

“Je serais bien curieux de savoir ce que je peux y gagner.”

“ça peux se négocier.”