𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴.

▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||⠀𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑶𝑺: ⠀THE⠀STAR⠀OF⠀SOLITUDE.

[ً @holyaches]

you were born wrong. you are dark inside. you will never be forgiven.

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@wreckedcore ╱ Bukan gua yang ngomong.

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@Penitentborn Jarak dan waktu gak penting, sayang. (berbisik seperti ular melingkar di atas pagar)

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@anovure ╱ 😂

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

╱ People pleaser.

[𝗮𝗻𝗮𝘅𝗮𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘀. @anovure]

@bescheming // Batakdor…. Horas…..

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@Penitentborn Hm, cinta kita abadi. (grepe pantat)

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@Penitentborn Kisah kita belum berakhir. (elus mesra)

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@Penitentborn Yaudah kita homo aja, by.

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@mareliberium ╱ ELU YANG NYURUH.

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

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Perhaps—just perhaps—he was born with a purpose, no matter how obscure or cruelly hidden it remains. At last, he speaks. His voice quiet, but steady.
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[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

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Many darkly shining reasons, why it might have been better had he never existed at all. And yet, he has never, until now, given voice to such a thought. Never truly wished it.
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[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

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Then, without a word, with the quiet cruelty of a jest—he steps behind the unsuspecting man… and with a swift, unrepentant motion, he kicks him straight into the lake. ╱ @mareliberium
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[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

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Stepping out into the night air, Izkiel feels the cold wind brush against his skin—a crisp, sobering contrast to the warmth and noise he has just left behind. The cool touch rouses him gently from the daze cast by the revelry inside the hall.
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[ᅠ𝐾A𝐼𝑅𝑂𝑆.ᅠ @mareliberium]

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Letting out a deep breath, he stepped outside into the cool air. Without fully realizing it, his feet led him down the familiar path until he reached the edge of the Black Lake.
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[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

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Silent as moonlight on dew-drenched grass, he draws near. His footsteps are hushed by the softness of the earth, each one swallowed by the stillness of the night.
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[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

╱ Lupa dilanjut.

[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

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██████, 𝟐𝟎𝐗𝐗.
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[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@caritasmara ⠀
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OOCly meraba tengah perut Harsa, "Sampai sini ya, sayang?" Kasian banget. Fly high, Anaxagerakang30spki.
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[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

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OOCly kokop @caritasmara.
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[𝑰𝒁𝑲𝑰𝑬𝑳 𝒅𝒆 𝑽𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑴. @susurxus]

@audialveil @1304041iv3 @Angiersity ⠀
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I'll steal your breath away before you can say Indische Partij (elus perlahan sambil mengingat gerakan 3A diciptakan tahun 1942).
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