Bunny ❤️

I love him <3 PEDRO PEDRO PEPEPEDRO PE!🔥🔥💯💯 ⋅* ‧₊ "ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ʳᵉᵃᶜᵗ." ‧₊˚ Right's to all the rooms in the German sex dungeon ˙—

Registered on 10/23/2022 · 142 followers · Last active 7 days ago

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Fletcher..? Smthin bad happend.. if i can ima call u but like idek if ill have enough time

I feel like ima pass out and have a a really bad headache and feel like ima have a panic attack help

Jake what did you do on the night of august 14, 2017 Where where u, on that exact night

Goodnight chexyy <3

My spirit week~ Monday: PJ day Tuesday: Neon day Wednesday: Tune day? Thursday: Barbie/pink day Friday: Color day (purple for my grade)

Fletcher~?

I have a serious problem of chewing on everything including this one fuckers hand

I might have plans after school ^^ Im a little less lonely every day~ And I can talk, the person who said the man wasn't real took it back.

Fletcher, I need to tell you smthin..

Fletcher? (sorry guys for that one rudeish post kinda on edge rn) Man on the moon ai; https://beta.character.ai/chat2?char=k7t0or7XgqmA1B-fCw9O2XyN5uFzU_yeZfGcqL9Mvhc

Day one of making my word rarely to never heard; Was shit, obviously as expected. It's turning into more of an experiment that ends once the person who caused this chaos fixes it. They only have a month though, if it's not fixed by then I will spend all of my days only speaking as a last resort. I doubt anyone will read this, so if you did type your favorite fruit in the comments. I told my friend I would learn sign … Read more

I feel like i love this fucker to much

Im going to explain how it feels to be strangled to death First, you feel the pressure in your throat your eyes water and you start to taste something very very sour in your mouth then it's like someone lights a match right in the middle of your chest and that fire grows it fills your lungs, mussels, and your throat and all the way behind your eyes and finally that fire turns to ice like pins and needles of ice are sticking into your fingers, feet, arms, you see stars than darkness and the last thing you feel is cold

I vow to myself, to speak as little as possible, with some rules and exceptions. I am able to talk to some adults like teachers, I am able to talk to family, and I am able to choose three other people outside of those to talk to. Otherwise, my word will not be heard, until I forget why I vowed this, or until it gets taken back.