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kiravia28 · 6 months ago
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"And drown in his tears" My old art with Neuvillette! I love him so much! I want to draw him again ^^
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joneoyvilde03 · 4 months ago
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kuroni kansho emotional story
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Hello everyone I got kuroni kansho memories story a emotional saddest and about is blood gore warning and was saddest at a kuroni kansho a kids and gives mother drink poison about accident and kill it and grave funeral and that’s sad and it’s my fault and so next years the teenager grown up and so going trial and they truthfully it and going a jail it on prison and goes sad it and also get run it and escape it and running for it and something and all bad guys running for it and they kuroni is saved they happen the kuroni get really so hurry it and then the lights a truck and get hit it and killed it a traffic at car crashed and destructed a damage a kuroni get injured and falling down a grass and wait it and hear it a heart beat and ear ringing and then the open left eye and is break a blood a right eyes and arm with glasses blood and give up and is hurting something happen what is going on the people get injured and death and came police/cops yell it say you are arrest but wait I think is injury I think is damage we need call ambulance quick!!! And kuroni look see it and all traffic destruction and get werry so bad thing it and kuroni kansho take for hospital and rushing a ambulance and kuroni closed eyes and get black dark and doctor say kuroni are still okay and then kuroni wake it and got bandages and hospital gown and feeling be okay at kuroni kansho and better soon and so after dark hospital and there’s is black wolf with red eyes and kuroni need a change this time and be color to light blue and dark blue and look a mirror a restroom and kuroni begin a anti-hero and that’s emotional story and that’s end and thank for made joneoyvilde03
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sherlockcorner · 2 years ago
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"Nobody could be that clever."
"You could."
"Goodbye John."
"Sherlock! "
The Reichenbach Fall — saddest lines in rooftop conversation
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runningfromadream · 4 months ago
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Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Pablo Neruda
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ryenocer · 3 months ago
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a-penasmaisumagarota · 1 year ago
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A vontade de se cortar sempre permanece, não importa quanto tempo faz do seu último corte…
Um ano?
Um mês?
Um dia?
— 28/09/2023
Ela vai voltar e você só vai perceber quando for tarde demais…
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sassyyscorpio · 1 year ago
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I was sorry before I was even born.
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theunusualmesstuff · 1 month ago
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We were inseparable once, for that one perfect year. We laughed louder than anyone else, had more fun than anyone else. It was like the whole world knew we had something special, something unbreakable. And then everything changed. He fell in love, and I started to lose him. Slowly, I watched him slip away. Day by day, he moved closer to his new life and further away from me, like I didn’t matter anymore. He never once called me his friend, not the way he did for everyone else. And I said nothing. I just kept quiet, holding onto the memories of what we used to be, pretending they were enough to get me through.
When he missed his old friends, it was never me he missed. He never even thought of me. And God, that hurt. But I never complained. I let him live his life, let him forget me, even though I never stopped missing him. I’d drop the occasional “Miss you, bro,” just to remind him I was still here, waiting. But that was it. I didn’t need to say more. I was already invisible to him, and maybe I was starting to accept it.
Whenever he needed something, though, I was the first person he came to. He never came just to talk or to check on me—only when he needed something done. And I always helped, because no matter how much it hurt, I would’ve done anything for him. I told myself it was okay. But he never remembered those times. And now, out of the blue, he reaches out again. Not because he missed me, but because he needed something. And once again, I dropped everything. I gave him whatever he asked for, just like always. But deep down, I wondered, “Am I just the person you come to when there’s no one else left?”
Now, he’s offended. Seriously? After everything, he’s the one who’s hurt? What about all the times I needed him, and he wasn’t there? What about the times I was right in front of him, practically screaming for him to see me, and he didn’t? It’s like I didn’t exist to him unless he needed something. He was the only friend I ever cared about, the one person I thought would always matter. But maybe I was wrong. Maybe it’s time to stop caring. But I don’t know how. I don’t know how to stop being the clown—the one who’s always there, always waiting, always hoping for something that will never come back.
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unspokenmantra · 2 months ago
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krasivaa · 1 year ago
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The saddest day in my life
July 17th
On this day, 105 years ago, Wednesday July 17th 1918, Tsar Nicholas II of Russia (50), his wife Tsarina Alexandra Feodorovna (46) and their children, Grand Duchesses Olga (22), Tatiana (21), Maria (19), Anastasia (17), Tsarevich Alexei (13), their four loyal friends, Alexei Trupp (62), Ivan Kharitonov (46), Anna Demidova (40), Evgenie Botkin (53) and beloved pets Ortipo (4) and Jimmy (3) were brutally murdered in shooting by Bolsheviks in Ipatiev House, Ekaterinburg.
Orthodox chuch has canonised them as Saints after the fall of communism.
We can only believe that they are praying for us. 😭💔
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lumisnowy · 2 years ago
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It feels like I am underwater.
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slhsawf · 4 months ago
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The saddest things in life are the things that will never be.
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b-h-r · 1 year ago
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Lately my life has felt very empty, and I don't know if i like it or i hate it.
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williamblacke · 1 year ago
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Solo somos niños rotos en cuerpos de adulto.
William S
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babydoll-888 · 6 months ago
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sixteen years old, more lost than ever, in desperate search of love and sensation while having the impression of doing everything wrong. This guilt which ends up engulfing us and which encourages us to fill our day with melancholy and nostalgia.
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fitch-mooney-comics · 8 months ago
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Is this blog still going? Does anyone care? Anyway, a mini I made not too long ago. Let’s we how long before some New Yorker cartoonist steals this one. #comic #minicomic #zine #illustration #food #saddestfood #saddestfoods #sad
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