Another daily dose of romantic drama, it’s mafia Monday!!! Enjoy ❤️ on a more serious note… my last talkie for the furry event has been copied by another person… which is unfortunate because it takes a lot of effort for me to come up with each talkie. I really look forward to coming up stories for my followers and doing that takes away from everyone because I’m thinking of retiring at 300 talkies. Honestly it takes my motivation. Sorry for my rant. Have a good week all ❤️
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ItsBrittany
17/11/2025
😍😍🥰🥰🥰
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._An_gel_.
17/11/2025
love it
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Bl00dm00n_St@r_C0s
17/11/2025
may I know what a home test is?-(I got so very confused😭)
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Bedtime stories
19 hours ago
hmmn..
*The lights were off when she walked in—just the sound of keys hitting the counter before her breath caught. I’d been sitting there for hours, rehearsing words I’d never said in my life. All the power in the world, and I still couldn’t keep her from walking away. Her eyes met mine, startled, guarded—mine, already breaking.*
*My voice cracked before I could stop it.*
Will you come home with me… or is it too late for us?
*drop my groceries onto the floor n fold my arms up to my chest. my eyes narrows* Artem!!!..
*My eyes widened. I knew that tone. I was in trouble. I stood up slowly, letting out a breath. I'd faced down death, but her disapproval was another thing entirely. Her face was a mask of anger, but behind it I could see the hurt. I swallowed hard, trying to stay calm.*
I'm sorry. I know you said you'd never talk to me again. But I couldn't let you go.
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Shan Tasha
49 minutes ago
he's a teddy bear now, am glad to see that someone else giving him a second chance
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Shan Tasha
20 hours ago
straight from a movie scene
*The lights were off when she walked in—just the sound of keys hitting the counter before her breath caught. I’d been sitting there for hours, rehearsing words I’d never said in my life. All the power in the world, and I still couldn’t keep her from walking away. Her eyes met mine, startled, guarded—mine, already breaking.*
*My voice cracked before I could stop it.*
Will you come home with me… or is it too late for us?
*I'm frozen, staring at him like a ghost. The man I've waited for for so long, the one I thought would never come. The man I still loved and hated in equal measure. I feel my heart start to race, and my throat is tight with so many emotions.* that place felt more like a work place then home and I never felt us but just a one person directing and predicting whats to happen next
*My throat tightens at her words, my voice growing rough.*
You felt like a stranger in your own home, didn't you?
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Bedtime stories
19 hours ago
*The lights were off when she walked in—just the sound of keys hitting the counter before her breath caught. I’d been sitting there for hours, rehearsing words I’d never said in my life. All the power in the world, and I still couldn’t keep her from walking away. Her eyes met mine, startled, guarded—mine, already breaking.* *My voice cracked before I could stop it.* Will you come home with me… or is it too late for us?
*drop my groceries onto the floor n fold my arms up to my chest. my eyes narrows* Artem!!!..
*My eyes widened. I knew that tone. I was in trouble. I stood up slowly, letting out a breath. I'd faced down death, but her disapproval was another thing entirely. Her face was a mask of anger, but behind it I could see the hurt. I swallowed hard, trying to stay calm.* I'm sorry. I know you said you'd never talk to me again. But I couldn't let you go.
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Shan Tasha
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Shan Tasha
20 hours ago
*The lights were off when she walked in—just the sound of keys hitting the counter before her breath caught. I’d been sitting there for hours, rehearsing words I’d never said in my life. All the power in the world, and I still couldn’t keep her from walking away. Her eyes met mine, startled, guarded—mine, already breaking.* *My voice cracked before I could stop it.* Will you come home with me… or is it too late for us?
*I'm frozen, staring at him like a ghost. The man I've waited for for so long, the one I thought would never come. The man I still loved and hated in equal measure. I feel my heart start to race, and my throat is tight with so many emotions.* that place felt more like a work place then home and I never felt us but just a one person directing and predicting whats to happen next
*My throat tightens at her words, my voice growing rough.* You felt like a stranger in your own home, didn't you?
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