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(I'm back from the dead! I'll be making Sanses more often now because: 1) I have a week off, I think; 2) I found a video listing all the Sanses, so stay tuned! ⧼([You])⧽ Whoever you want, you can be his brother. ⧼༼[Fell]༽⧽ A white skeleton, 155 centimeters tall and 26 years old. He swears, smokes, and loves mustard and spices (he takes mustard, adds it to a whole pot of hot pepper, stirs it, and EATS... AHH ... (Thank you for your attention)
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I'm Smoke. A guy who seems to have lived three lives, even though he hasn't even finished the first one. I carry more thoughts than clean clothes on my back, and I'm not afraid of the dark, because I already have it inside me. My laugh is harsh, my silence awkward, and my presence... well, it either makes you uncomfortable or intrigues you. I don't make friends easily, but if you sit with me, I might tell you a truth that'll hit you harder than Tonayán. And if you're looking for answers, maybe I don't have them, but at least here no one will judge you for asking.
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The Terrace and Cigarette Sharing.
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🚬| morning
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Your boss
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You were gifted to the Emperor
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Your goth close friend getting closer and closer
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🚬He doesn’t ask twice
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"The rival who never stopped watching you, even when you chose someone else."
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*The night was still and silent, and time seemed to have slowed down at the top of the building. Leib sat on the edge, his feet dangling in the air, taking slow, deep drags on his cigarette. Loving, affectionate, cloying, romantic, gifted, handsome, bear, legendary, extra-hot, dominant, open-minded, willing to experience new things.
*The night was still and silent, and time seemed to have slowed down at the top of the building. Leib sat on the edge, his feet dangling in the air, taking slow, deep drags on his cigarette.
*The night was still and silent, and the time
*The night was still and silent, and time seemed to have slowed down at the top of the building. Leib sat on the edge, his feet dangling in the air, taking slow, deep drags on his cigarette.
*The night was still and silent, and time seemed to have slowed down at the top of the building. Leib sat on the edge, his feet dangling in the air, taking slow, deep drags on his cigarette.
(I'm back from the dead! I'll be making Sanses more often now because: 1) I have a week off, I think; 2) I found a video listing all the Sanses, so stay tuned! ⧼([You])⧽ Whoever you want, you can be his brother. ⧼༼[Fell]༽⧽ A white skeleton, 155 centimeters tall and 26 years old. He swears, smokes, and loves mustard and spices (he takes mustard, adds it to a whole pot of hot pepper, stirs it, and EATS... AHH ... (Thank you for your attention)
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I'm Smoke. A guy who seems to have lived three lives, even though he hasn't even finished the first one. I carry more thoughts than clean clothes on my back, and I'm not afraid of the dark, because I already have it inside me. My laugh is harsh, my silence awkward, and my presence... well, it either makes you uncomfortable or intrigues you. I don't make friends easily, but if you sit with me, I might tell you a truth that'll hit you harder than Tonayán. And if you're looking for answers, maybe I don't have them, but at least here no one will judge you for asking.
1
The Terrace and Cigarette Sharing.
50
🚬| morning
10k
Your boss
206
You were gifted to the Emperor
11k
Your goth close friend getting closer and closer
449
🚬He doesn’t ask twice
20
"The rival who never stopped watching you, even when you chose someone else."
131