lovelettersfromthegrave

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i love her like the sun loves the earth. from a distance but always there. he loves me for my intense brightness and warmth, i love her because she lets me be that way. sigh. like the sun loves the earth

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my love language is exchanging juice from one to another while we’re kissing

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im opening emergency commissions to help me pay for bills and my cats vet visit! all info is in the image, just dm me (here or cherricor_ on twitter, im on twitter more often) for questions or inquiries.

i also do rough sketches with uncleaned coloring for every $5 ko-fi donation which will be posted on my twitter account. (linked below with images)

https://ko-fi.com/cherricxr

this is the style of the $5 sketches, theyre simple and take no more than maybe 30 minutes usually.

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chewing on him like he’s a little raspberry flavored gummy

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you deserve love at all times, even and especially at rock bottom or when you’re at your lowest

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[10.09.2023]

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My heart went "Oh...it's you. It's going to be you" Because it wasn't love at first sight. It was familiarity. You've always felt like I've known you even before I met you.

And even until now I still feel the same way. "Oh...it's you. It has always been you"

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and then I learned

how to cry

without tears

falling from my eyes

behind clouds // ma.c.a

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I am yours, even in this waiting. I am yours.

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prtygal777 via Twitter (X)

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Bartholomew Bear and Bashful Bunny💕

Ko-fi / Instagram

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he can't make it for christmas, so he's coming in a week instead... we're gonna make a big dinner together with cookies and macaroni and chicken, watch movies, and exchange our gifts a bit earlier than everyone else. but that's okay. i'm going to see him.

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— Love, in the words of Franz Kafka