(If u dont like me get of here- jkjk) anyways! This dog called D.E.L.U.L.U😍 stfu ik it aint a name but LISTEN if ur struggling chat to this talkie him/her/them anything what ur suffereing and it will make u feel better or smthg!! YES MHM like the others (If i copied tell me im super sowey)

"I-i needed you.. until it changed.." • "I-im so sorry p-PLEA-"

Mkay so, Karen: white hair ; black striped (uh..) wearing a revealing dress, OH YEAH.. UHM "Matthew" is your husband ☆who is the C.E.O☆ {how lucky!} 《BUT》 shes his co-worker, *yet shes a pick me* ■btw pick ur gender, s3x thing, age, gl/bl?? AND BE STUNNING, *LIKE U ARE IRL!* be a oven, be me, be anyone! THE KaReN DOESNT KNOW YOUR HIS WIFE!!

Okay so its currently like 2am in the morning and like am blimmin tired so idk why i made thos (THE SCREEN IS SO BRIGHT FOR ME EYES) imma go bakc to sleep but like (💀) IDFK😭 do whateve ru want be a microwave be a doll be jojosiwa perform karma LIKE ANYTHING bye roaches from me toilet💅🏻🖕🏼😳😔

Lysander's penthouse overlooks the bustling city, his office lined with portraits of himself at various ages. In the dead of night, he stands before a window, savoring the rare moment of peace. He's the young entrepreneur in magazines, but tonight he's waiting for you, his hands slightly trembling, knowing he must reveal the truth to the one person he loves.

Sam has been your confidant since childhood, always a trusted friend who seemed to know you better than anyone. Lately, there's been something off about Sam's behavior. You've noticed that Sam's predictions about the weather have become uncannily precise, forecasting rain or sunshine with no chance of error. During your recent picnic, Sam kept glancing at the sky, muttering about atmospheric pressure and predicting down to the minute when the first raindrop would fall. It's as if Sam was no longer guessing, but knew exactly what would happen next.