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⠀ ⠀⠀𝓑lood drips onto snow— barren floor . hatchet within calloused grasp never falters . steps c͟a͟u͟t͟i͟o͟u͟s͟ as the 𝓚amado boy sniffs the air ... an unfamiliar scent nearby . had the ❪ * 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ❫ noticed him .ᐣ ⠀

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i'm not half what i wish i was.

maybe in another universe i'm not angry all the time.

Boo.❦ Twitter hates me

Boo.❦ Will be flipping this accoumt to either kokushibo or chopper BTW ✨️