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SOLAR RETURN OBSERVATIONS PT. 8
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โœŽ ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š 1๐™ (๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ญ ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก) ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™จ๐™ž๐™œ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™›๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง, ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™˜๐™ž๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ข๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š๐™จ ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™ข๐™ช๐™˜๐™ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™š ๐™จ๐™ž๐™œ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™›๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š
โœŽ ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™˜๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™จ @ 29 ๐™™๐™š๐™œ๐™ง๐™š๐™š๐™จ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ช๐™จ๐™ช๐™–๐™ก ๐™ก๐™ž๐™›๐™š ๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™ค๐™–๐™˜๐™
โœŽ ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ข๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ค๐™œ๐™ง๐™–๐™™๐™š ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™š๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฌ๐™๐™š๐™ก๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง
โœŽ ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™–๐™จ๐™˜๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ (๐™–๐™ก๐™ก ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™จ) ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ก๐™ช๐™˜๐™ ๐™ฎ/๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง ๐™–๐™๐™š๐™–๐™™!
โœŽ ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ญ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ฉ ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ช๐™จ (๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ญ ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก) ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ ๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™– ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™–๐™ž๐™จ๐™š ๐™›๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™จ. ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™š๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™/๐™–๐™ž๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ž๐™œ๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฅ๐™๐™ฎ๐™จ๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ก ๐™–๐™จ๐™จ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™จ/๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ
โœŽ 4๐™ ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ 6๐™ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™š๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™™๐™š๐™™๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™™๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™š๐™จ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐™ค๐™ง๐™  ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ฎ๐™˜๐™ก๐™š
โœŽ ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™จ/๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™œ๐™š๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ž ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ค๐™จ (๐™š๐™ญ: ๐™ง๐™ž๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™œ๐™š๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ž = ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™–๐™ก๐™ก ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™˜ ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง, ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ค๐™ฃ = ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™š๐™ข๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ, ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™ก๐™ž๐™›๐™š ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™จ, ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™˜โ€ฆ)
โœŽ 8๐™ฉ๐™/2๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™™๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ช๐™ก๐™™ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ž๐™จ๐™จ๐™ช๐™š๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ (๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™š๐™š๐™ง, ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ง, ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™˜โ€ฆ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ!) โš”๏ธ
โœŽ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™š๐™ก๐™ฎ, ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š 2๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง(๐™จ) ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ชโ€™๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง:
โ€ข 2๐™ ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ 1๐™: ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™จ + ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™›๐™ž๐™™๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š
โ€ข 2๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ 5๐™: ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ + ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™ข
โ€ข 2๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ 3๐™ง๐™™: ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ!
โœŽ ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฆ๐™ช๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ค ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ช๐™ก๐™™ ๐™ข๐™š๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™ค ๐™™๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™š๐™ก๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™จ ๐™ช๐™ฅ ๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™˜๐™š๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™– ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™๐™ž๐™ฅ(๐™จ) ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง๐™จ
โœŽ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™™๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ช๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š๐™จ (1๐™จ๐™ฉ, 4๐™ฉ๐™, 7๐™ฉ๐™, 10๐™ฉ๐™) ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ž๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™™๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™จ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ-๐™ข๐™–๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ + ๐™—๐™ค๐™ก๐™™ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ฅ๐™จ
โœŽ 3๐™ง๐™™ ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š 10๐™ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ช๐™ก๐™–๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ (๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™จ๐™ž๐™œ๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ก๐™ซ๐™š๐™™ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ/๐™ฌ๐™๐™ฎ)
โœŽ 9๐™ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ก๐™ก๐™ž๐™ช๐™ข ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ช๐™ก๐™™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™– ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง ๐™ฌ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ชโ€™๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ข๐™š๐™™๐™ž๐™– ๐™– ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ, ๐™™๐™ค๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ซ๐™ž๐™š๐™ฌ๐™จ, ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™˜โ€ฆ ๐™š๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ž๐™› ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š 9๐™ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™ž๐™˜๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฃ/๐™–๐™ฆ๐™ช๐™–๐™ง๐™ž๐™ช๐™จ!
โœŽ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฃ ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™จ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š 10๐™ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ ๐™– ๐™—๐™ž๐™œ ๐™–๐™˜๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ž๐™จ๐™๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ
โœŽ ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™š (๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก ๐™ญ ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ก๐™ฎ) ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™– ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ค๐™™ ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ค๐™›๐™› ๐™– ๐™™๐™š๐™จ๐™ž๐™ง๐™š/๐™ฅ๐™–๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ/๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™จ๐™š๐™™ ๐™—๐™š๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™š
โœŽ ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ค ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ฉ ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ค (๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ญ ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก) ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™™๐™ง๐™–๐™ข๐™–/๐™œ๐™ค๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฅ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ง๐™ง๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™๐™ž๐™ฅ(๐™จ) ๐Ÿ‘€
โœŽ ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ค ๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™™๐™š๐™จ๐™˜๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ (๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ญ ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก) ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™– ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ค๐™™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™– ๐™ง๐™š๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™๐™ž๐™ฅ
โœŽ ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™–๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š 10๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ค๐™™ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™š๐™š๐™ง/๐™œ๐™ค๐™–๐™ก ๐™จ๐™ช๐™˜๐™˜๐™š๐™จ๐™จ
โœŽ 12๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ช๐™จ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ก๐™ค๐™ค๐™  ๐™˜๐™š๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ก๐™ž๐™›๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™–๐™ง (๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™จ๐™ž๐™œ๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š 12๐™ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ข๐™š๐™จ)
โ€ข 12๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ 1๐™จ๐™ฉ: ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™–๐™ข๐™—๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ/๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฌ ๐™ก๐™ž๐™›๐™š ๐™™๐™ž๐™ง๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™–๐™ ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ก๐™ค๐™ค๐™  ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ
โ€ข 12๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š๐™ง: ๐™จ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ + ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฎ ๐™—๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™œ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ฃ
โ€ข 12๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ 2๐™ฃ๐™™: ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™/๐™–๐™—๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™˜๐™–๐™ช๐™จ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ก๐™ค๐™ค๐™  ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ
โœŽ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ก๐™ก๐™ž๐™ช๐™ข ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง 2๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š (๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ญ ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก) ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™š๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ง. ๐™ž๐™› ๐™ž๐™ฉโ€™๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ง ๐™ญ ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก, ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™›๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™จ ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก 2๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฎ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™—๐™š๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™ฃ/๐™ช๐™จ๐™š๐™™
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โœฐ"๐–๐€๐Š๐„ ๐”๐, ๐ƒ๐Ž๐'๐“ ๐…๐€๐ˆ๐๐“"
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๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฎ ๐˜… ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ข ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ข:)
"๐™–๐™, ๐™–๐™โ€ฆ!" ๐™จ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™ฃ, ๐™จ-๐™จ๐™š๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ ๐™–!~
"๐™ฌ๐™๐™ฎ ๐™—๐™–๐™—๐™ฎ, ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™›๐™š๐™š๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ง๐™–๐™ข๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ ๐™ฅ๐™ช๐™จ๐™จ๐™ฎ." ๐™จ๐™š๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ ๐™– ๐™จ๐™–๐™ž๐™™, ๐™–๐™จ ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฅ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™ž๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™ฃ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™˜๐™ .
"๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ข๐™š," ๐™–๐™จ ๐™จ๐™๐™š ๐™จ๐™–๐™ž๐™™ ๐™จ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™–๐™จ๐™จ ๐™–๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ฎ๐™š๐™ก๐™ก๐™š๐™™ ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ.
"๐™„ ๐™˜-๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™›๐™š๐™š๐™ก๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ค ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ค๐™™," ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™–๐™ž๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™ง๐™ข๐™จ ๐™–๐™ง๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™˜๐™ .
๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฎ ๐™จ๐™š๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ, ๐™จ๐™š๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ ๐™– ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™—๐™š๐™™. ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™—๐™š๐™™ ๐™จ๐™๐™–๐™ ๐™š๐™™ ๐™›๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™˜๐™š
๐™จ๐™š๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ ๐™– ๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ก๐™š๐™œ๐™จ ๐™จ๐™๐™š ๐™ก๐™ž๐™˜๐™ ๐™š๐™™ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ ๐™ž๐™จ๐™จ๐™š๐™™ ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฎ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™ฃ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™—๐™ค๐™™๐™ฎ, ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™—๐™—๐™ก๐™š ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™จ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ.
"๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฅ ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ," ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™–๐™ž๐™™, ๐™จ๐™ฆ๐™ช๐™ž๐™ง๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™š๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ ๐™– ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ.
"๐™˜๐™๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™›๐™ช๐™˜๐™  ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ"
๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™๐™š๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ, ๐™จ๐™š๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ ๐™– ๐™—๐™ช๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™™ ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™–๐™˜๐™š ๐™—๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฌ๐™š๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ก๐™š๐™œ๐™จ, ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ช๐™š ๐™›๐™ก๐™ž๐™˜๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™จ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ง๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™œ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ฅ๐™ช๐™จ๐™จ๐™ฎ. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™ง๐™˜๐™๐™š๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™—๐™–๐™˜๐™ , ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™จ๐™๐™š๐™š๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™–๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ง๐™ค๐™™๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ซ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š.
๐™จ๐™š๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ ๐™–'๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ช๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™›๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ ๐™—๐™ง๐™ค๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™š๐™™๐™œ๐™š ๐™ค๐™› ๐™š๐™˜๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™จ๐™ฎ, ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™—๐™ค๐™™๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™š๐™ข๐™—๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™–๐™˜๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ง๐™š๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™š.
๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™—๐™ค๐™™๐™ฎ ๐™จ๐™๐™–๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ซ๐™ช๐™ก๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š, ๐™–๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ซ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™š๐™™ ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™—๐™ก๐™–๐™˜๐™  ๐™–๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™›๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ.
"๐ฐ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ, ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ญ"
"๐ฐ๐ž'๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญโ€ฆ"
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iiluvthv ยท 1 month ago
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ใ…ค ใ…คแฅฒแฅฃโดhแฅฒแ‘ฒแฅฑ๐— soft
๐–บ ๐–ป ๐–ผ ๐–ฝ ๐–พ ๐–ฟ ๐—€ ๐—
๐—‚ ๐—ƒ ๐—„ ๐—… ๐—† ๐—‡ ๐—ˆ ๐—‰
๐—Š ๐—‹ ๐—Œ t ๐—Ž ๐— ๐— ๐—‘
๐—’ ๐—“
แฅฒ b แฅด d แฅฑ f g
h ฮน j k แฅฃ ๊ง‘ แฅ’
แฅ† ฯ q r แฅ‰ t แฅ™
แฅŽ แฅ• แฅŠ แฅก
๐š ๐› ๐œ ๐ ๐ž ๐Ÿ ๐ 
๐ก ๐ข ๐ฃ ๐ค ๐ฅ ๐ฆ ๐ง
๐จ ๐ฉ ๐ช ๐ซ ๐ฌ ๐ญ ๐ฎ
๐ฏ ๐ฐ ๐ฑ ๐ฒ ๐ณ
อ๐“ ๐“‘ ๐“’ ๐““ ๐“” ๐“• ๐“– ๐“—
๐“˜ ๐“™ ๐“š ๐“› ๐“œ ๐“ ๐“ž ๐“Ÿ
๐“  ๐“ก ๐“ข ๐“ฃ ๐“ค ๐“ฅ ๐“ฆ ๐“ง
๐“จ ๐“ฉ
๐™ฐ ๐š‹ ๐šŒ ๐š ๐šŽ ๐š ๐™ถ ๐š‘
๐™ธ ๐™น ๐š” ๐š• ๐š– ๐š— ๐š˜ ๐š™
๐š€ ๐š ๐š‚ ๐š ๐šž ๐š… ๐š  ๐šก
๐šˆ ๐šฃ
๐˜ผ ๐™— ๐™˜ ๐™™ ๐™š ๐™› ๐™œ ๐™
๐™„ ๐™Ÿ ๐™  ๐™ก ๐™ข ๐™ฃ ๐™ค ๐™ฅ
๐™ฆ ๐™ง ๐™จ ๐™ฉ ๐™ช ๐™‘ ๐™ฌ ๐™ญ
๐™” ๐™ฏ
โ’ถ โ“‘ โ“’ โ““ โ“” โ“• โ“– โ’ฝ
โ’พ โ’ฟ โ“š โ“› โ“œ โ“ โ“ž โ“Ÿ
โ“  โ“‡ โ“ˆ โ“ฃ โ“ค โ“‹ โ“ฆ โ“ง
โ“Ž โ“ฉ
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slut4rafey ยท 3 months ago
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sorry guys that i havenโ€™t updated in a few days, battling the gym and a cold ๐Ÿซก๐Ÿคง i should get a lot written today!! xx
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ghostlyloversworld ยท 1 year ago
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โžถโžถโžถโžถโžถ ๐‘ซ๐’๐’'๐’• ๐’๐’Š๐’† โžทโžทโžทโžทโžท
๐‘ช๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘ถ๐‘ณ๐‘จ๐‘ต๐‘ผ๐‘บ ๐‘บ๐‘ต๐‘ถ๐‘พ ๐‘ฟ ๐‘ญ๐‘ฌ๐‘ด ๐‘น๐‘ฌ๐‘จ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ๐‘น
๐‘ฐ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ๐‘จ! - ๐’•๐’“๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐‘ช๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’๐’‚๐’๐’–๐’” ๐’”๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’Š๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’†๐’”๐’'๐’• ๐’ˆ๐’ ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’๐’๐’†๐’…
๐‘พ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ! ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ž๐™ค๐™ก๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ช๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™๐™ž๐™ข๐™จ๐™š๐™ก๐™›, ๐™Ÿ๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ค๐™ช๐™จ ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ๐™ค, ๐™›๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ, ๐™ข๐™ช๐™ง๐™™๐™š๐™ง, ๐˜พ๐™ช๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ
๐˜ผ/๐™˜- ๐™„ ๐™–๐™™๐™™๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ก๐™ฎ๐™ง๐™ž๐™˜๐™จ <3
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๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™œ- ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฎ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ก๐™ž๐™š ๐™—๐™ฎ , ๐™€๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ข ๐™›๐™ฉ ๐™๐™ž๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™–
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Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie.
He looks at her from the side " who was he? " his voice drips with venom as he had just caught some dude giving her flowers her hands became slippery " oh uh.. " she stuttered " I-its.. A nobody" He scoffed " a nobody?.. Come on you loved the attention that boy gave you..don't lie to me .. " he glared at her it was so sharp The air in the closed room became rather hard to bare with the obvious fact that Coriolanus wasn't happy no worse. He was jealous, jealous that some boy gave her flowers no one was allowed to do that only Coriolanus could do that. Not some random boy who for all he knew could be a district boy
I can't tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like And right now, there's a steel knife in my windpipe I can't breathe, but I still fight while I can fight As long as the wrong feels right, it's like I'm in flight High off of love, drunk from her hate It's like I'm huffing paint and I love her, the more I suffer I suffocate and right before I'm about to drown She resuscitates me, she fucking hates me And I love it, "Wait Where you going?" "I'm leaving you" "No you ain't, come back" We're running right back, here we go again It's so insane 'cause when it's going good, it's going great I'm Superman, with the wind at his back, she's Lois Lane But when it's bad, it's awful I feel so ashamed, I snapped, "Who's that dude?" I don't even know his name, I laid hands on her I'll never stoop so low again, I guess I don't know my own strength.
The thought of a district boy flirting with his girl made him furries so when his sweetheart Girl left the room he turned to the peacekeepers " Go find that boy and bring him to the hanging tree" the peacekeepers glance at each other " but sir.. " Coriolanus grows " No buts.. Now go find him! Or you'll be hanging from the hanging tree" he snapped at the peacekeepers " right away sir " both said before walking out to find the boy
He finally walks back over to his desk and writes ' Kill the boy who gave her flowers ' and slips the note into his pocket his hand writing was always so neat. He was a politician after all so he had to have neat hand writing or else.
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie.
You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe when you're with 'em? You meet, and neither one of you, even know what hit 'em Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah, them chills, used to get 'em Now you're getting fucking sick of looking at 'em You swore you've never hit 'em, never do nothing to hurt 'em Now you're in each other's face Spewing venom in your words when you spit 'em You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em Throw 'em down, pin 'em, so lost in the moments when you're in 'em It's the rage that took over, it controls you both So they say you're best to go your separate ways Guess that they don't know ya 'cause today, that was yesterday Yesterday is over, it's a different day Sound like broken records playin' over But you promised her, next time you'll show restraint You don't get another chance, life is no Nintendo game But you lied again Now you get to watch her leave out the window Guess that's why they call it window pane.
หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžทหห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžทหห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžทหห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžทหห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžทยทหš เผ˜โ‚Šยท อŸอŸอžอž๊’ฐโžณ
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie.
Everyone watches as the boy was brought to the hanging tree by the peacekeepers The boy panicked tries to get out the gasp of the tight hold that they kept on him pushing him through the crowd of people they brought him up to the hanging tree
They put the rope around his neck and made it fit so when he won't be able to get out they pulled on the other side of the rope people watched as he lifted off the ground and his feet kick until he no longer struggles
Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean Then we fall back into the same patterns Same routine, but your temper's just as bad as mine is You're the same as me, when it comes to love, you're just as blinded Baby, please come back, it wasn't you Baby, it was me, maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much to walk away though Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk? Told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall Next time? There won't be no next time I apologize, even though I know it's lies I'm tired of the games, I just want her back, I know I'm a liar If she ever tries to fucking leave again I'm a tie her to the bed and set this house on fire.
Coriolanus had a smirk Plastered on his face he had to get the message to people that.. That girl is his sweetheart no one Else can ever have her
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie.
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kingmikoto ยท 2 years ago
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๐™˜-๐™˜-๐™˜-๐™˜๐™ง๐™ช๐™จ๐™ โ˜† ๐™˜๐™๐™ž๐™›๐™ช๐™ฎ๐™ช ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฉ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ค
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โ˜† โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐™–๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™ง'๐™จ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™š: honestly it's been a minute and i just wanted to update this blog so heres a little chifuyu fluff :)
โ˜† โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ(๐™จ): just fluff
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Fiery leaves covered the trees and once grassy floor of the woods as you treaded on the pathway of your regular morning walk. Usually you were alone, but you had bumped into Chifuyu who somehow mistakenly ordered two hot chocolates. He was bundled up in a burnt orange puffer jacket with a cute pompom beanie to match. The tip of his nose and the apple of his cheeks were rosy from the cold air nipping at his skin, but he wore a endearing lopsided grin as he jubilantly handed you his supposed accidental second hot cocoa.
"It's freakin cold out here." He shivered as he took a sip of his drink.
"So, why are you out here then?" You promptly asked.
His eyes widened at the question and you had to bite the inside of your cheeks to prevent yourself from giggling.
Chifuyu's crush on you was so evident. Everyone knew about it and yet he seemed to be taking his time with asking you out. You lost track of how many times he had "attempted" to, but they had all failed. It's not that you didn't like Chifuyu back, you did. It was clear to group that you had expressed interest in him, but alas you were a traditional woman. You would never ask out a man. It was against your very nature. So, the never ending attempts of trying to ask you out and seemingly cute "one-sided" gestures had continued much to your friends dismay.
"I always walk this path at--" He peeked over at his watch. "--precisely 6:15 AM."
You giggled and shook your head as you headed over to a bench and took a seat. He sat beside you leaving a small space between the both of you. "I thought you were cold?"
Your eyes gestured to the unoccupied space. He quickly got the hint and scooted closer to you. His body heat had emanated from him making you feel cozy by his side.
"Better?"
"Much." He mumbled into the rim of cup before taking another long swig of it.
The sound of the leaves rustling filled the air as you watched the steam from your cup swirl and then disappear into the chilling atomsphere. How you had missed the fall. It was your favorite time of the year. Chifuyu smiled at the content expression on your face. There was nothing he loved seeing more than the adorable way the corners of your lips turned up and the excitement glimmering in your beautiful eyes.
"You're so pretty, [name]." It was hardly audible, but it was enough to make your cheeks feel warm.
"You're pretty, too, Chifuyu." Chifuyu immediately flustered at your swift reply. You thought he was pretty?! He had never been called pretty before...
"Th-thanks..." He shifts his cerulean blue gaze from yours before shyily taking another sip. You bit your lip and watched as his face contorted in embarrassment. You no longer thought the blush that was dashed across his cheeks was from just the cold.
"You know," He fidgeted with the zipper of his pockets. "I really only came out here to see you."
You sipped at your hot cocoa and raised your brows at him. "Oh?"
"Yeah. I mean," He scratched the back of his head and a sheepish grin made a way onto his cute face. He finally gathered the courage to gaze into your eyes and the look on his face had suddenly made your heart thump loudly against your chest. "I wanted to finally have the balls to ask you out."
You giggled at his choice in words. How very Chifuyu of him. "Yeah?"
He laughed. "Yeah."
"So?"
The expression on his face suddenly serious as he reached for your hand. The tips of his fingers were cold, but his palms were warm and little sweaty. "So, will you go out with me?"
"Hmm." You tapped your index finger onto your lips as you feigned pondering on his question. The look of determination was strong on his face as he fixed his gaze onto you. You finally meet his eyes and tenderly pecked his cheek. He felt the blood rushing to his cheeks as your lips fell in contact with his skin. "Of course I will, Chifuyu. It's about time you asked me out!"
He chuckled as he touched the cheek you had kissed.
"I know, I'm kind of an idiot." You set your cup down beside you and snuggled into his form and he instantly wrapped his arms around your waist.
"Yeah, but now you're my idiot."
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dutzervonmezzenbrau ยท 3 months ago
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...~ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š—๐šž๐š๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š•๐š ~...
ย ๐Ÿ“ธ. ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™‡๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฎ ๐™Ž๐™–๐™ข๐™—๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™š (๐™˜.๐Ÿญ๐Ÿด๐Ÿด๐Ÿฒ)
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punsmaster69 ยท 1 year ago
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13/DEC/20XX
bang.
๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ.
๐™—๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ.
๐™˜ ๐™ง ๐™– ๐™˜ ๐™ .
in the same amount of time it took for me to snap my eyesockets open, undyne had practically flown into the room, standing determinedly above me.
".......mornin' to you too."
"Out!!"
"my bed, my room, my rules-"
but she wasn't having any banter, and lifted me up by the back of my shirt like a mother cat does with a kitten.
barely grabbing my jacket as undyne took me out of the window, i saw a flash of red pass by my doorframe.
(by which the door itself was hardly hanging onto still. )
a loud voice shouting for undyne to be careful with me followed after us.
after a very interesting "walk" (that consisted very little of actually walking, and more of jumping across the tops of things)
i was planted on one side of the yard, undyne on the other. papyrus quickly appeared beside her, landing from who-knows-where.
"Alright, punk!"
"Here's the deal!"
"You're supposed to be using magic."
"made bones."
"Bones aren't much and you KNOW IT."
"good enough."
"Your idea of 'good enough' is so skewed that you got yourself HOSPITALIZED before admitting it was bad!!"
couldn't exactly deny her being right, there, so i kept my mouth shut.
"We gave you the time to handle this on your own. The space to see if for once you could put in a just LITTLE effort, considering it's your LIFE on the line."
"But?!"
producing a familiar rounded bone from her coat, undyne hurled it with more force than i could have ever summoned it with past my head.
"Papyrus says the only effort you've made are these BONES!!"
"You're not even doing anything with them!"
"HE MADE SOME TOWERS."
"yeah, and about three piles."
"You're not even doing anything USEFUL with them!!"
"This bare-bonesโ€“"
she cut herself off and shook her head.
"This low-effort, ONE damage dealing, lazy bullshit IS NOT ENOUGH, SANS!!!!"
undyne shot a spear up through the ground. on instinct, i slid to the side to miss the attack.
papyrus startled and said something worriedly to her, but she pressed on.
"You're CLEARLY not doing this on your own, and Papyrus won't push you enough by himself."
the skeleton in question seemed half ready to put a stop to everything right now.
picking up on this, papyrus was then barricaded from doing so with a cage of spears.
"SO THAT'S IT!!!!"
"I'm GOING to make you use magic today, Sans!!"
hoisting herself on a spear, undyne propelled herself across the lawn.
i didn't have enough of a window to get myself out of the way before she turned my soul green.
and so,
the ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ began.
i looked to papyrus, but he'd resigned to (uncomfortably) sitting out for now.
undyne sent slow-approaching spears towards me, and i summoned a few small bones in defense.
trying as i'd done before to step out of the way, i only struggled in place against her green magic.
a similarly slow attack began, so i deployed the same strategy of minimally blocking.
๐™˜๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ.
shot suddenly from the side, a particularly fast spear caused me to react with a more intense pattern than intended; a wall of bones, which fell down almost as soon as they appeared.
rummaging through my pockets for any non-attacks to do on my turn, i scrounged up a loose ketchup packet.
papyrus immediately sent me a disapproving glare from behind his prison of spears.
deeming fast attacks more effective, undyne sent a barrage of them my way.
at first, i repeated the pattern i'd accidentally summoned before.
quickly tiring of that, i opted for caging ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง in attacks.
"You can't take your turn from a box, Sans."
"yeah?"
i pulled a second condiment packet from my pocket.
frustrated, she assaulted my self-made cage with relentless attacks. when one bone failed, i summoned another in its place.
not sure how long i could keep this up for, i sat in the grass; shrinking the box with me.
claustrophobic, sure, but lessened how high i had to make each one.
again, i ransacked my jacket pockets.
causing me to have to jump for what could be the first time in over ten years, undyne raised spears from below to kick me out of my box.
"Sans, you can't keep doing that forever!!"
"can i keep doing this forever?"
out of condiments, i settled for using a butterscotch candy.
"NYYYAAAGGHHH!!!!"
a singular spear - going fast enough to snap through five bones and catch my jacket shoulder - certainly would have slammed me into the fence if it hadn't taken my coat first.
"...jeez, undyne."
"tryin' to help me or kill me yourself?"
papyrus was standing in the cage now, looking around anxiously.
the pattern repeated:
fast spears, blocking bones.
fast spears, blocking bones.
fast spears, blocking bone.
slow spears,
and a slide to the side to get me out of the way.
something else i haven't done in a long time: run.
with a flip, she landed directly in my path, stopping me short.
"cool flip," i turned her soul blue. "but i'm done here."
sending her into the air, i hauled ass out of there.
it didn't take long at all before i heard her giving chase.
a ๐™˜๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๐™  sounded, and soon a second pair of boots trailed behind.
barely disappearing behind a corner, i knocked into someone immediately.
".........."
"...oh."
"uh. heheh."
"heya, grillbz."
"surprise."
with a tray of spilled drinks in his hands, grillby seemed between emotions.
whatever emotion decided to shove said tray into my hands, i was thankful for.
"not complaining about a reason to stay."
"speakin' of. don't mind if i hang out here for..."
i peered from the back door into the restaurant, checking the clock beside the door.
"couple more hours, do you?"
โ€”โ€”
having a short break from dish-duty.
grillby's taking five as well, so we're chilling in the back.
the floor's pretty nice here, y'know.
still sitting on the floor, grillby opened the fridge.
on the door of the fridge was a bottle of ketchup.
he tossed it my way.
opening a cabinet with an ungodly amount of identical bottles to the one he'd just handed me, grillby replaced the one in the fridge.
"even after all this time, huh?"
"....."
"yeah. 'preciate it, even if i'm not around here as often as i used to be."
"........"
"guess i do. hell of a day."
"...?"
"undyne. it's that magic demonstration thing i was talking about yesterday."
"...?"
"when i accidentally blew up your phone with spelling mistakes at three am before getting it out properly?"
"....."
"........"
"sorry."
"to be fair... you didn't have to actually ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ to me."
"...."
"i know you do."
"......"
"that ๐—ถ๐˜€ fair. just because you always respond doesn't mean i can't message you at stupid times."
"that could have been the one time you decided to ignore me, for all i knew."
"...."
"i know."
"but, maybe you should."
"paps is right about me being a terrible influence."
i took a swig from the ketchup bottle.
oh, how i've missed refrigerated ketchup from here.
".........."
"well now i'm finishing the thing right now, just because you said that."
grillby did something as close as he could to a rolling of his eyes dramatically.
he pat my shoulder and rose from the floor beside me.
with his thumb, grillby pointed towards the door that opens back into the restaurant behind the counter.
"alright. i'll be back on duty in a sec too, just gonna write in the journal a bit more. ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด a good opportunity to update it, y'know?"
with a little all-too-familiar head shake resulting from my pun, he was back to work.
โ€”โ€”
mid-convo, i ducked under the bar.
the familiar thumps of a certain someone's pair of boots stepped their way into the establishment.
"SANS?"
"SAAANS?"
out of ritual, grillby parked himself next to me inconspicuously.
"........"
"GOOD AFTERNOON TO YOU TOO, GRILLBY."
"HAS SANS COME BY?"
first, the silence of a real moment of consideration.
then, a little extra silence i'm certain grillby did just to make me more anxious.
finally, the silence of his actual response to papyrus.
"...."
"IF YOU SEE HIM, CAN YOU LET HIM KNOW THAT I HAVE HIS JACKET, AND THAT I'D LIKE TO TAKE HIM HOME? IT'S GETTING COLD LATER..."
"....."
effortlessly lifting me up by the collar of my shirt, (twice in the same day, wow) grillby raised me from behind the counter.
"traitorrrr."
"GRILLBY?! YOU WERE HIDING HIM??"
over the counter and to papyrus i was passed.
"not the first time."
"HOW MANY TIMES HAS THIS HAPPENED?"
"......."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE EITHER OF YOU!!"
"REALLY, TO THINK THAT YOU'VE BEEN ENABLING HIS BEHAVIOR ALL THIS TIME, GRILLBY..."
whatever he was about to say next was cut off by a look out the window.
then another.
papyrus crawled across a booth to get a closer look.
peering into the glass beside him, it took me a moment to realize what i was supposed to be seeing.
"well hot damn."
"cold damn, more accurately."
"IT'S FINALLY SNOWING!!!!!!"
basically skipping, papyrus tossed my jacket at me and bolted out the door.
โ€”โ€”
didn't snow as much as he'd like, but snow's snow.
as for me...
can't say undyne's method completely didn't work.
this little screen thing was even green for a few hours.
yellow again now.
though, i don't feel like death.
i take that back.
i absolutely ๐—ฑ๐—ผ feel like death.
but not ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ death.
just...
don't think i wanna move at all for the next week.
...
who's demonstration is tomorrow?
......
i'll.. move a ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ.
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herrkalt-m ยท 4 months ago
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โ€œ another ๐“ฐ๐“ต๐“ธ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ผ morning ... makes me ๐™จ ๐™ž ๐™˜ ๐™  ! โ€
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liminal-x-wave ยท 2 years ago
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๐™˜ ๐™ ๐™ค ๐™ค ๐™จ ๐™š ๐™ฎ ๐™ค ๐™ช ๐™ง ๐™ฅ ๐™– ๐™ฉ ๐™
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tabootabletalk ยท 7 months ago
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๐˜ผ ๐™จ๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ž๐™ก ๐™ซ๐™ž๐™—๐™ง๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™š๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ข ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™– ๐™˜*๐™˜๐™ ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ? ๐Ÿคฏ
@snailvibe, you dropped the ball on this one! I more than fully understand the market for making toys for women & capitalizing on your key customers. But including men & allowing us to incorporate our bodies in aiding in the pleasure of a woman would've been a game changer.
The application of your dual vibration heads on a c*ckring would still be revolutionary!
This still doesn't take away from @snailvibe wonderful product ๐ŸŒTOY REVIEW๐ŸŒ
Snail Vibe! A unique toy with a unique sensation and something everyone who enjoys pleasure should have @snailvibe
๐Ÿ’– Body Safe Silicone
๐Ÿ”Œ Rechargeable
๐Ÿ’ฆ Waterproof
๐Ÿคฉ Dual Simulation
When I see dual stimulation toys (toys that claim to stimulate two areas at once), I usually feel a little apprehension. It's a general rule of thumb to invest in a quality toy that does one thing super well vs. a toy with a lot of bells & whistles. Snail Vibe set out to find a way to provide deep intense internal vibrations while keeping pressure and rumbles on your favorite external spot, and they hit the nail right on the head!
This toy does something I've never seen before; it unfurls! With two motors, one in the shaft and one in the ball. As you insert, the ball moves with you, keeping constant contact with your externals. Both motors are incredibly powerful; the controls are on the other stationary ball/handle. There are 4 buttons total; an intensity and pattern button for each motor. I love that I can change each motor individually to create a custom internal/external experience for my play partners ๐Ÿ˜
#Thetabootabletalk #snailvibe #pleasurefirst
#multimodalpleasure #detroitcontentcreator
#detroitpodcast #detroit #michigan #foryou
#explore #mindbodyconnection
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screwhope ยท 9 months ago
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โ ๐˜๐Ž๐”'๐‘๐„ ๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐Ž๐๐‹๐˜ ๐‡๐Ž๐๐„ ! โž โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ” โ› then you are all ๐™จ ๐™˜ ๐™ง ๐™š ๐™ฌ ๐™š ๐™™. โœ
# ๐’ ๐‚ ๐‘ ๐„ ๐– ๐‡ ๐Ž ๐ ๐„ ; an independent , private , mature depiction of ๐‘ฌ๐‘ด๐‘ด๐‘จ ๐‘บ๐‘พ๐‘จ๐‘ต from ๐Ž๐๐‚๐„ ๐”๐๐Ž๐ ๐€ ๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„. canon divergent ; mostly headcanon based . MINORS DNI. [ theo โ” they / them โ” 28 โ” cst ]
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# ๐™™ ๐™ฎ ๐™ฃ ๐™– ๐™จ ๐™ฉ ๐™ž ๐™˜ โ€” is a semi-appless roleplay centered around three media conglomerates competing against each other. the ceo of one of the companies has died and the status quo has shaken. the two other companies have used this disruption as an opportunity to destroy the competition and develop.
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slut4rafey ยท 3 months ago
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hi guys!!! iโ€™ve finally caved and published my first rafe story on wattpad, iโ€™ll be updating as regularly as possible :)
๐’Œ๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’†๐’” ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹
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xearthangel ยท 4 months ago
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๐ด ๐ต ๐ถ ๐ท ๐ธ ๐น ๐บ ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ฝ ๐พ ๐ฟ ๐‘€ ๐‘ ๐‘‚ ๐‘ƒ ๐‘„ ๐‘… ๐‘† ๐‘‡ ๐‘ˆ ๐‘‰ ๐‘Š ๐‘‹ ๐‘Œ ๐‘
๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘“ ๐‘” โ„Ž ๐‘– ๐‘— ๐‘˜ ๐‘™ ๐‘š ๐‘› ๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘ž ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘  ๐‘ก ๐‘ข ๐‘ฃ ๐‘ค ๐‘ฅ ๐‘ฆ ๐‘ง
๐€ ๐ ๐‚ ๐ƒ ๐„ ๐… ๐† ๐‡ ๐ˆ ๐‰ ๐Š ๐‹ ๐Œ ๐ ๐Ž ๐ ๐ ๐‘ ๐’ ๐“ ๐” ๐• ๐– ๐— ๐˜ ๐™
๐š ๐› ๐œ ๐ ๐ž ๐Ÿ ๐  ๐ก ๐ข ๐ฃ ๐ค ๐ฅ ๐ฆ ๐ง ๐จ ๐ฉ ๐ช ๐ซ ๐ฌ ๐ญ ๐ฎ ๐ฏ ๐ฐ ๐ฑ ๐ฒ ๐ณ
๐—” ๐—• ๐—– ๐—— ๐—˜ ๐—™ ๐—š ๐—› ๐—œ ๐— ๐—ž ๐—Ÿ ๐—  ๐—ก ๐—ข ๐—ฃ ๐—ค ๐—ฅ ๐—ฆ ๐—ง ๐—จ ๐—ฉ ๐—ช ๐—ซ ๐—ฌ ๐—ญ
๐—ฎ ๐—ฏ ๐—ฐ ๐—ฑ ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ ๐—ด ๐—ต ๐—ถ ๐—ท ๐—ธ ๐—น ๐—บ ๐—ป ๐—ผ ๐—ฝ ๐—พ ๐—ฟ ๐˜€ ๐˜ ๐˜‚ ๐˜ƒ ๐˜„ ๐˜… ๐˜† ๐˜‡
๐“ ๐“‘ ๐“’ ๐““ ๐“” ๐“• ๐“– ๐“— ๐“˜ ๐“™ ๐“š ๐“› ๐“œ ๐“ ๐“ž ๐“Ÿ ๐“  ๐“ก ๐“ข ๐“ฃ ๐“ค ๐“ฅ ๐“ฆ ๐“ง ๐“จ ๐“ฉ
๐“ช ๐“ซ ๐“ฌ ๐“ญ ๐“ฎ ๐“ฏ ๐“ฐ ๐“ฑ ๐“ฒ ๐“ณ ๐“ด ๐“ต ๐“ถ ๐“ท ๐“ธ ๐“น ๐“บ ๐“ป ๐“ผ ๐“ฝ ๐“พ ๐“ฟ ๐”€ ๐” ๐”‚ ๐”ƒ
๐ด ๐ต ๐ถ ๐ท ๐ธ ๐น ๐บ ๐ป ๐ผ ๐ฝ ๐พ ๐ฟ ๐‘€ ๐‘ ๐‘‚ ๐‘ƒ ๐‘„ ๐‘… ๐‘† ๐‘‡ ๐‘ˆ ๐‘‰ ๐‘Š ๐‘‹ ๐‘Œ ๐‘
๐’‚ ๐’ƒ ๐’„ ๐’… ๐’† ๐’‡ ๐’ˆ ๐’‰ ๐’Š ๐’‹ ๐’Œ ๐’ ๐’Ž ๐’ ๐’ ๐’‘ ๐’’ ๐’“ ๐’” ๐’• ๐’– ๐’— ๐’˜ ๐’™ ๐’š ๐’›
๐™ฐ ๐™ฑ ๐™ฒ ๐™ณ ๐™ด ๐™ต ๐™ถ ๐™ท ๐™ธ ๐™น ๐™บ ๐™ป ๐™ผ ๐™ฝ ๐™พ ๐™ฟ ๐š€ ๐š ๐š‚ ๐šƒ ๐š„ ๐š… ๐š† ๐š‡ ๐šˆ ๐š‰
๐šŠ ๐š‹ ๐šŒ ๐š ๐šŽ ๐š ๐š ๐š‘ ๐š’ ๐š“ ๐š” ๐š• ๐š– ๐š— ๐š˜ ๐š™ ๐šš ๐š› ๐šœ ๐š ๐šž ๐šŸ ๐š  ๐šก ๐šข ๐šฃ
๐•ฌ ๐•ญ ๐•ฎ ๐•ฏ ๐•ฐ ๐•ฑ ๐•ฒ ๐•ณ ๐•ด ๐•ต ๐•ถ ๐•ท ๐•ธ ๐•น ๐•บ ๐•ป ๐•ผ ๐•ฝ ๐•พ ๐•ฟ ๐–€ ๐– ๐–‚ ๐–ƒ ๐–„ ๐–…
๐–† ๐–‡ ๐–ˆ ๐–‰ ๐–Š ๐–‹ ๐–Œ ๐– ๐–Ž ๐– ๐– ๐–‘ ๐–’ ๐–“ ๐–” ๐–• ๐–– ๐–— ๐–˜ ๐–™ ๐–š ๐–› ๐–œ ๐– ๐–ž ๐–Ÿ
๐”„ ๐”… โ„ญ ๐”‡ ๐”ˆ ๐”‰ ๐”Š โ„Œ โ„‘ ๐” ๐”Ž ๐” ๐” ๐”‘ ๐”’ ๐”“ ๐”” โ„œ ๐”– ๐”— ๐”˜ ๐”™ ๐”š ๐”› ๐”œ
๐”ž ๐”Ÿ ๐”  ๐”ก ๐”ข ๐”ฃ ๐”ค ๐”ฅ ๐”ฆ ๐”ง ๐”จ ๐”ฉ ๐”ช ๐”ซ ๐”ฌ ๐”ญ ๐”ฎ ๐”ฏ ๐”ฐ ๐”ฑ ๐”ฒ ๐”ณ ๐”ด ๐”ต ๐”ถ ๐”ท
๐˜ผ ๐˜ฝ ๐˜พ ๐˜ฟ ๐™€ ๐™ ๐™‚ ๐™ƒ ๐™„ ๐™… ๐™† ๐™‡ ๐™ˆ ๐™‰ ๐™Š ๐™‹ ๐™Œ ๐™ ๐™Ž ๐™ ๐™ ๐™‘ ๐™’ ๐™“ ๐™” ๐™•
๐™– ๐™— ๐™˜ ๐™™ ๐™š ๐™› ๐™œ ๐™ ๐™ž ๐™Ÿ ๐™  ๐™ก ๐™ข ๐™ฃ ๐™ค ๐™ฅ ๐™ฆ ๐™ง ๐™จ ๐™ฉ ๐™ช ๐™ซ ๐™ฌ ๐™ญ ๐™ฎ ๐™ฏ
๐’œ โ„ฌ ๐’ž ๐’Ÿ โ„ฐ โ„ฑ ๐’ข โ„‹ โ„ ๐’ฅ ๐’ฆ โ„’ โ„ณ ๐’ฉ ๐’ช ๐’ซ ๐’ฌ โ„› ๐’ฎ ๐’ฏ ๐’ฐ ๐’ฑ ๐’ฒ ๐’ณ ๐’ด ๐’ต
๐’ถ ๐’ท ๐’ธ ๐’น ๐‘’ ๐’ป ๐‘” ๐’ฝ ๐’พ ๐’ฟ ๐“€ ๐“ ๐“‚ ๐“ƒ ๐‘œ ๐“… ๐“† ๐“‡ ๐“ˆ ๐“‰ ๐“Š ๐“‹ ๐“Œ ๐“ ๐“Ž ๐“
๐”ธ ๐”น โ„‚ ๐”ป ๐”ผ ๐”ฝ ๐”พ โ„ ๐•€ ๐• ๐•‚ ๐•ƒ ๐•„ โ„• ๐•† โ„™ โ„š โ„ ๐•Š ๐•‹ ๐•Œ ๐• ๐•Ž ๐• ๐• โ„ค
๐•’ ๐•“ ๐•” ๐•• ๐•– ๐•— ๐•˜ ๐•™ ๐•š ๐•› ๐•œ ๐• ๐•ž ๐•Ÿ ๐•  ๐•ก ๐•ข ๐•ฃ ๐•ค ๐•ฅ ๐•ฆ ๐•ง ๐•จ ๐•ฉ ๐•ช ๐•ซ
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