Realistic or Modern 𝙊𝙍𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙇 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙎 -- CS

[Forevermore]

Here's what I need for each character! Remember, I don't mind if you make your CS simple or coded, as long as you have everything on this list! You can enter 1-3 characters. I'll be posting my own characters here soon.
The details that aren't necessary are marked with ***

• Name​
• Nickname(s)***​
• Age (18-25)​
• Gender/Pronouns​
• Sexuality/Romantic Orientation​
• Appearance (Realistic Face Claims or Written Description Only!!)​
• Personality​
• Likes/Dislikes​
• History***​
• Instrument​
• Hobbies***​
• Quirks***​
• Other***​

 

[Forevermore]

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  NAME

  Juno Tsao-Lee

  
  

  NICKNAMES

  June, Julee

  
  

  AGE

  26

  
  

  GENDER/
  PRONOUNS

  Cisgender Female; She/her

  
  

  SEXUALITY/
  ROMANTIC
  ORIENTATION

  Omnisexual/Omniromantic

  
  

  FACECLAIM

  Arden Cho

  
  
  

  NOTE:

  She is the band's conductor, and therefore won't play alongside her band.
• PERSONALITY
  

  Juno is a very spirited, talented young woman. She doesn't let anyone or anything get in front of her dreams. She is spunky, exciting, and these things often make her very attractive to people. To people that can keep up with her bubbly and unpredictable personality. To others, however, she can be seen as stubborn, unrealistic, and hot-tempered.

  
  HISTORY
  

  Juno was born in Chinatown, New York, to a loving mom and dad who owned a restaurant. Her parents wanted her to carry on the family business, but Juno had a passion for music. A massive passion. But her family really didn't want her to, especially because the career is definitely not 'stable', but her grandmother, wealthy from what her dead spouse had left her, and a fan of music as well, sent Juno to Manhattan to study music. While she was studying music with the patronage of her grandmother, her family tried to talk her out of it. Her sister, Jia, was going to carry on with the restaurant, and it was her especially that wanted Juno alongside her. However, Juno resisted all attempts to faze her. She graduated, and she is now ready to take on the world and prove to her parents and sister that she was right to follow her dreams.

  
  

  INSTRUMENT

  She played the flute, and still does.
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  PARENTS:

  Yingyue Lee, Ming Sao

  
  

  SIBLINGS:

  Jia, her younger sister

  
  

  PARTNER:

  N/A

  
  

  Her grandmother, Muya Lee, was the one who helped her achieve her goals.
• LIKES:
  

  Music, tea, rainy days, cats, food, and cycling

  
  DISLIKES:
  

  Wrongly tuned instruments, hot weather, caffeine, being hangry, and nuts (she's allergic)

  
  HOBBIES:
  

  Music, cycling, roller skating, cooking

  
  

  NOTE:

  She would visit Chinatown often, as it is beautiful, but she doesn't ever go, because she doesn't want to run into her parents, because they have a rough relationship.

 

[mochi bun]

Elias Roland Yuan.

# violist

# david yang

♡coded by uxie♡

aeipathy

the violist.

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  Elias Roland Yuan.

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Eli, Lias.

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  age.

  
  
  

  Twenty-five years old.

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Cisgender male.

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  sexuality.

  
  
  

  Pansexual.

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  faceclaim.

  
  
  

  David Yang.

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  Standing at an even six feet or around 182 centimeters, Elias Yang is the embodiment of a free spirit. His fashion is complex -- a series of layers, fabrics, and textures that cling to his body or drape in a dazzling display. The elements of interest that inspire him within the fashion industry bleed into his creative outlets. He is often the most bizarrely dressed whenever he enters a room; a fact he is proud of. His hair is often twisted up into a bun or pulled back by a clip, hiding raven-colored hair that tends to frame his angular face. Sharp pupils are framed by thick lashes, dusting over often-flushed cheeks. His face is also covered with faint freckles, a small detail hard to distinguish without being close enough to inspect his face. Rings are a personal addiction to him -- silver is very much his color and he has a vast collection he wears whenever he is outside of work.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
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  If a description of Elias could be condensed, it would include one singular word -- beautiful. Kindness is his most well-known attribute; his willingness to accept others for their identity and embrace their oddities. His friend group is made up of all shapes and sizes, meaning he is a man devoted to the human spirit and its ability to overcome. Playful banter is a must. Laughter is his favorite sound asides from his own talents, of course. He embraces the throes of misery people often feel in life and is unabashed when it comes to empathizing with a person's grief. On the other hand, he is often abashed at the idea of displaying his own vulnerabilities. He is susceptible to it with the right person -- a creature he can trust beyond all reasonable measure. His one weakness is the capacity he has to fall for individuals Love is divine and he is a glutton for it. When it comes to his music, he would say he's an unapologetic addict. His passion is all-consuming, a love that ignites his heart aflame every single day. In his words, he would say classical music is his Elysium -- a sanctuary after the ego death he faced before he began to play the viola.
  

  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  the viola. classical music. peaches. autumn. wearing rings. painted nails. scented candles. fashion. sweet tea. homemade meals. dancing. his cat, mei-mei.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  out-of-tune instruments. cold weather. hot drinks. kiwis. american candy. alcohol. fingerless gloves. whistling. granola.

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  My heart, which is so full to overflowing, has often been solaced and refreshed by music when sick and weary.

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
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  Elias was born to a German long-term tourist and his native mother in Hongcun near Mount Huangshan in Anhui Province. The village was considered a historical city -- a rarity for the country. He grew up defined by two vastly-different cultures; a German citizen who was still assimilating to the country and his mother who was exceedingly traditional. His origins were sometimes questioned; children would sometimes tease him over the authenticity of his father conceiving him due to how closely he resembled his mom. He wasn't afraid to get into fights -- and this enthusiasm caused concern for his mother. While his aunt and uncle were visiting with their kids, the topic of his rowdiness was breached. His uncle questioned whether his growing up as a half-white child might make more sense in a larger city. His mother was appalled. It would lead him to larger criticism, she retorted, and told her brother she would never consider.
  
  Before his uncle left, he gifted Elias with a flute. His mother sighed as her son gasped in delight, blowing into the mouthpiece and laughing at the sound. His passion for music sparked at that moment. When he returned back to school, he asked if he could attend the extracurricular class for band. He went to the music teacher, practically begging for a chance to play. The teacher had given him a curious look before relinquishing to his request. He played the flute quite happily; albeit with little talent. His music teacher noticed his struggle and the pair began his development into being able to play woodwind instruments. He bounced around from the flute to the saxophone before he finally settled on the oboe.
  
  Yet, he never felt the fulfillment he thought he was meant to have. Blowing into an instrument didn't have any appeal -- and he wanted something he could play that he could be completely encompassed by. When he was around thirteen, his bullying began. It had never really faded away; but, he had been decisive in his ability to ignore the taunts. However, this incident was extremely physical and there were multiple assailants. His face was left battered and his throat had been bruised, the aftermath of one of the boys taking their attack too far. He was left to finish the school year at home, recovering from his injuries and resolving the legal matters that came with the altercation.
  
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  heacanons.

  
  
  

  ✩ he is left-handed.
  ✩ loves eating fruit in the mornings.
  ✩ gets shy over compliments; he loves them too much.
  ✩ polygot.
  ✩ shimmering eye shadow is his go-to.
  ✩ giggles at inappropriate moments.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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♡coded by uxie♡

 

[RayneIlStorm]

Jordan Long​

Age (18-25): 23

Gender/Pronouns: He/him

Sexuality/Romantic Orientation: Ace (Probably)

Appearance (Realistic Face Claims or Written Description Only!!): Jordan is 5’ 5” (165 cm) and rather skinny (‘cause let’s face it, he’s eating instant noodles like everyone else). He is of Chinese descent. His short hair goes down to his ears and is swept to the right. He’s almost always smiling and you can see those smiles deep in his dark brown eyes. Both of his ears are pierced with simple piercings shaped like black and white cats, and his usual wear tends to be a t-shirt with some cartoon on it, a pair of skinny jeans, and a hoodie around his waist. His shoes are beat up and worn.

Personality: Jordan is a total memer. He loves showing everyone the latest memes that he’s found and that he thinks are hilarious. He also plays video games a lot, spending most of his money that he makes on them. His favorite genre are the games that have stories that will make you cry like a baby. Jordan also loves trying new things, and it sometimes ends up badly.

Likes: Memes, video games, cats, his pet shrimp, anything new, emotional media

Dislikes: repetition, monotony, bad plot, when people say they’re going to eat Fried Rice.

History: Jordan wanted to be a game designer but got overwhelmed with the amount of work and underwhelmed with the amount of pay, so he switched to a degree in general studies. He’s also in theater as the set builder, and works at a local boba tea shop.

Instrument: Piano

Hobbies: Playing video games, feeding his shrimp, piano

Quirks:

• He loves singing but never sings an entire song. He feels like it’s too much work.
• He bites his nails if they get too long
• His favorite joke is “They call me Long ‘cause of my looo- *this keeps going until he runs out of breath* - ooong! Last name.”

Other:

• Most of his piano playing is on an electronic keyboard that he owns. He likes to carry it around and make soundboard jokes.
• He started playing piano to learn only meme songs, but his parents thought he was wasting his potential doing so, so he made a deal that he would learn to play classical music along with his meme songs.
• He has a pet shrimp named Fried Rice. He bought fried rice at an Asian store and kept it as a pet.

 

[Forevermore]

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  NAME

  Peyton Victoire Sorenson

  
  

  NICKNAMES

  Pey, Vic, Victor, Soren

  
  

  AGE

  18

  
  

  GENDER/
  PRONOUNS

  Demi-boy;he/they

  
  

  SEXUALITY/
  ROMANTIC
  ORIENTATION

  Polysexual/Panromantic

  
  

  FACECLAIM

  Joshua Bassett

  
  
  

  NOTE:

  He's going to the same college Juno is teaching at, he was the first person to sign up for Juno's orchestra
• PERSONALITY
  

  Peyton is a bit of an awkward fella, he was a late bloomer and is trying to get accustomed to his newfound freedom and life fresh out of high school. He's a bit socially inept and shy, as he was one of the 'band geeks' in high school. However, sometimes it makes him a bit adorable in others' eyes. But he gets nervous when people flirt with him. One of the only times he feels fully comfortable is when he's on stage, playing his heart out with his fellow band members.

  
  HISTORY
  

  Peyton was originally from Baltimore, Maryland, and he aspired to be like his mother, who was a famous saxophone player in a jazz band. He always grew up having a deep love for music, raised by his mother, who encouraged him to follow his dreams. She would play for him, teach him, and even bought him his first instrument-- a trumpet. Peyton immediately fell in love with the instrument, and played in his school bands, albeit having to endure the taunts of being a 'band geek'. His mother told him not to pay any mind to them, as this oftentimes happened to musicians. He continued to pursue his passion, and earned a musical scholarship from his high school, and all seemed great until his father, Robin, re-appeared in his life unexpectedly. Peyton didn't know what to think. How could he decide to show up now, after his whole childhood had faded away? So he ran away, much to the dismay of his mother. But of course, he needed a job. Then, he found a blessing. A blessing from a musician, such as himself, named Juno. She was living in New York City, and offered a chance to be in a rising orchestra if he came over. She even said his scholarship would allow him to attend the Manhattan School of Music. This was his chance.

  
  

  INSTRUMENT

  Trumpet. He's been playing since he was 8.
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  PARENTS

  Robin Sorenson, Sophia Victoire

  
  

  SIBLINGS

  None

  
  

  PARTNER

  N/A

  
  

  He despises his father for disappearing all these years.
• LIKES
  

  Soda, fast food, music (especially jazz), animals, comic books, and video games

  
  DISLIKES
  

  Rainy weather, vegetables, books with no pictures, awkward social interactions (and unnecessary ones in general), and rainy weather

  
  HOBBIES
  

  Video games, playing music, collecting comic books

  
  

  NOTE

  He doesn't have a lot of friends due to his social anxiety.

 

[final girl.]

cellist

fc: grace van dien

kamryn lieb

♡coded by uxie♡

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name

kamryn lieb

nickname

kammi, kam

age

twenty - two

date of birth

october 8th

place of birth

sumter, south carolina

zodiac

libra

gender

cisgender female (she/her)

sexuality

bisexual biromantic

relationship status

recently single

occupation

college student; pharmacy major

visage

height

5'3''

build

willowy and long-legged, kammi is a face of sharp angles and soft corners, with statuesque shoulders and minor muscle definition from years of horseback riding and cheerleading

hair

soft tendrils of buckwheat blonde hair, falling past her shoulders in wild, wind-blown strands. typically worn down or out of her eyes in a rushed ponytail.

eyes

truly the windows to the soul, glacier blue and teeming with emotion, whether that be curiosity, sadness, they're a telltale giveaway into her mind.

body mods

double pierced ears, a smiley piercing, and butterflies on the inside of her arm

dist. features

prominent front teeth and big, expressive eyes; upturned features and small nose; a small scar across her knee from a bad run-in with barbed wire when she was younger

face claim

grace van dien

personality type - isfp-t

positive traits

intuitive
adventurous
realist
quiet
altruistic
funny
adaptive
down to earth

negative traits

scatterbrained
emotional
know-it-all
flippant
impulsive
stubborn
clumsy
easily forgiving

introverted


humor


sarcasm

social battery


bossiness


curiosity

kamryn sometimes wonders if the world is against her, or if she's just so damn unlucky.

a hedonist turned hermit, hands dip into decadence, itching to take. fingers grip a silver spoon that lips can't touch- an illusion of perfection drowned in body glitter and booze. lights and wild nights, high school was a high, kamryn's peak. head cheerleader and homecoming queen, the girl that guys wanted and girls wanted to be, and voted most likely to succeed. a golden girl fallen from grace.

if only it were that simple.

kamryn is a classic case of burnout gifted kid syndrome: a star that burned and fizzled out; floating through life for the past four years with no real direction, lying to her parents and living off what little money remains in her bank account. college is a bust and pursuing pharmacy is hardly her passion, surviving school by the skin of her teeth on low b's and high c's.

to say she wants more is an understatement.

flooded with ambition and dragged down by procrastination, it comes as no surprise kammi is a quiet girl, more content to listen in on a conversation than to actually contribute to it. a mousy demeanor sways most from interacting with her outside of orchestra, though it's difficult to get a word in with her when she starts packing immediately after practice. polite enough, if not prunish, it's difficult to catch kamryn without one foot out the door.

to those with the patience to push past her shy exterior and soft, southern accent, kammi is a brash, fast-talking twenty-two year old with no qualms calling you out on your bullshit. big laughter and big personality, a self-proclaimed cry baby who just takes a little bit of warming up to. sensitive and sympathetic, someone who feels her emotions very strongly, which can be difficult for her to keep from lashing out at the people closest to her. like flipping a switch, she can go from 0 to 100 in seconds, cutting someone out of her life without a second thought.

kamryn hardly fits the mold of the perfect daughter or friend, and many wonder how she's made it in the world this long. an honest to god hot mess hoping for her big break.

likes

mcdonald's sprite, daises, magazine perfume samples, dogs, the color blue, silk pillowcases, friendly banter, bad romcoms and horror

dislikes

silence, humid nights, dolphins, bland food, spring weather, crowded places, sitting backseat in cars, emojis/capitalization in text

habits

twirls her hair around her fingers, constant pen clicker, double (even triple) texts shamelessly

hobbies

playing the sims, scrolling tinder, jogging and running

fears

becoming broke, being outside at night, gnomes

headcanons

- WIP

little more

history

childhood.

talking about her family has always been a sensitive topic for kammi- though there's hardly much to talk about.

the middle child of a military family and the only girl in the house, kamryn grew up as a sheltered child. her father, andrew, was a quiet, even-tempered man and sergeant; jokingly called dad by his cadets and kids alike. although he was never good with words, he had no qualms showing his love for his children- raising them how he had been: on a ranch.

these few simple years were kammi's favorite. blossoming her love for horses, kammi spent more time out in the stables than she did inside. life was simple then, sticking her fingers in her brother's mashed potatoes and legos up each other's noses; blissfully unaware of the weight of the world and growing up. taxes meant jackshit and bedtime was 8:30.

the woe of reality caught up to her when she was eleven, not yet a teenager, but not so much a kid anymore. her father came home from work, as he always did, the screen door swinging behind him idly. only this time, he wasn't alone, his new girlfriend nipping at his heels, a good twenty years younger than him.

the day her childhood died is the day kamryn watched her father marry that godforsaken woman- a pilates instructor named amberley with a tramp stamp- not her mom. unlike her brothers, who seemed happy to displace their mother with amberley, that was the last thing kammi would let happen.

it only got worse as she got older.

adolescence.

screaming and slamming doors became second nature in the lieb household. teenagedom was a blur of bad decisions that all came back to bite her; the only thing that was a constant in her life during this time is music. she had picked up cello later than most of the kids in her school, an eighth grader fresh amongst the high school concert band. although not the most musically inclined, prone to skipping class for smoke breaks before lunch, band was a good enough distraction and kammi was a good enough player.

at the forefront of her life during this time was boys and booze- partying until dawn and waking up in a bed that wasn't hers. the thrill was short-lived, graduation constantly looming over her head. to say it was a miracle she made it through the teen years is an understatement, chewed and spit out by the school system.

now.

these days, kammi is just looking to reinvent herself, and after a bad breakup with her girlfriend from brooklyn, school is the last thing on her mind. (gonna rewrite most of this later, just wanted to put something down )

/* ------ credit -- do not remove ------ */

© weldherwings.

 

[.Curious.Nat.]

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  20

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  female

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  sexuality.

  
  

  hetero

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  birthday.

  
  

  June 24th

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Japanese & White

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  ◇Loves stargazing
  ◇ Orange is her favorite color
  ◇Likes going to petting zoos
  ◇Loves comedy/thriller/romance movies
  ◇Loves to read
  ◇playing guitar is fun for her
  ◇Comics are a must
  ◇Film is always her passion
  ◇Is really affectionate, but doesn't have much experience
  ◇Blushes easily
  ◇Wants to go dirt biking
  ◇ Loves writing scripts
  ◇Playing Violin brings her joy
  ◇ Loves a camera
  ◇Is good at cars
  ◇Loves video games
  ◇Hates crossword
  ◇Doesn't like flying cockroaches, other bugs are eh
  ◇Doesn't mind chocolate, but likes white chocolate
  ◇Considers going to get fast food at the drive thru as a date(never has been on one)
  ◇Had a couple of boyfriends, regretted them
  ◇Likes alcohol
  ◇Will try to take puppers(not actually she'll just stare)
  ◇Doesn't like sprinkles
  ◇Try and scare her she will scare back
  ◇Is ticklish
  ◇Is very open when comfortable
  ◇Keeps secrets
  ◇Pinky promises are real
  ◇Still wishes on stars
  ◇Likes to swim, is great at it

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

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  "Once upon a midnight dreary as I pondered weak and weary...

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  君の脈で踊りたかった

  
  
  
  

  by picon (dongdang cover)

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  Arty grew up in Sacromento, California. With her father being from Japan and her mother being from a small town in Utah it was a little hard for her growing up and making friends from being mixed. Other than that she is just your average ordinary girl. Her motto is "it's too much energy to be angry, just fucking smile", its been that for almost 3 years now. Overall she is a nice person except she now takes on every opportunity she can and tries to keep her friends close to her because the one time she had gotten angry at them and pushed them away she now regrets every moment of that time for the rest of her life..now knowing that she can't ever talk to them again.
  
  Her family is fairly big,but the only thing that her parents don't really agree on with her is her career choice. A director isn't really a job not even a musician, that's what her dad tells her all the time since he owns a couple restaurants down in Cali. Her family thankfully is on the wealthy side, but towards the middle of high school she started to do things herself so she didnt have to rely on her parents at all. She wants something stable too,but at least something she can be happy with!
  
  Her last boyfriend said the same thing. His exact words were, " when I come home I expect my girl to have the house clean and dinner on the table. What does she need work for when we have all those kids?" She just didnt see how a stay at home mom at all especially..with him, would be beneficial to her..so she broke things off before moving out of her parents officially for her second year in college. He still tries to call her from time to time since he helps out with her family often,but she's been tempted to block him..she thinks she's being to nice sometimes.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

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  what she regrets...

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  12:57

  
  
  

  answer me, we aren't done talking!

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  GOD DAMN IT ALEX DON'T DO THIS AGAIN. I WON'T EVER FORGIVE YOU

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

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  I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN! I HATE YOU!!

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  12:59

  
  
  

  Hate me then

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  I'd rather end it now while you hate me

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  Goodbye Arthur x

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  "It's too much to be angry, fucking smile"
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

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