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Welcome to the writers account of silentprincess.⠀
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"What makes you different and weird, that’s your strength."
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Writer account for all things #DarkAngel and #DarkDevil
Warning I do bite.
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Writer account for all things #DarkAngel and #DarkDevil
Warning I do bite.
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Who is your favourite writing partner/s?
We've been through the good ole days of Twitter and now Bluesky. Thank ya for sticking with me through the
I'ᴍ ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴜɴʀᴇᴀsᴏɴᴀʙʟᴇ. Mʏ ᴇxɪsᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇʟᴇss, ᴍʏ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏғᴏᴜɴᴅ.
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I'ᴍ ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴜɴʀᴇᴀsᴏɴᴀʙʟᴇ. Mʏ ᴇxɪsᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇʟᴇss, ᴍʏ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏғᴏᴜɴᴅ.
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𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆.
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𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆.
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CAN WE KEEP MY PINS EVEN PLEASE?! :)
CAN WE KEEP MY PINS EVEN PLEASE?! :)
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍.
𝑺𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍.
𝑺𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒏.
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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓; 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆.
I ʟᴏᴀᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛᴇɢᴏʀɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. I ᴄʜᴇʀɪsʜ ᴍʏ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴄʜɪᴠᴀʟʀʏ...
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ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍᴇɴ ᴍɪsɴᴏᴍᴇʀ '𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵' ᴡɪᴛʜ '𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥' ᴀɴᴅ '𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦' ᴡɪᴛʜ '𝘧𝘦𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘺.'
I ʟᴏᴀᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛᴇɢᴏʀɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. I ᴄʜᴇʀɪsʜ ᴍʏ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴄʜɪᴠᴀʟʀʏ...
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ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍᴇɴ ᴍɪsɴᴏᴍᴇʀ '𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵' ᴡɪᴛʜ '𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥' ᴀɴᴅ '𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦' ᴡɪᴛʜ '𝘧𝘦𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘺.'
Where I write about all exquisitely morbid, melancholy stories that plague my brain. I am but a desolate soul, yearning to write like the writers who inspire me and speak to my very soul.
Where I write about all exquisitely morbid, melancholy stories that plague my brain. I am but a desolate soul, yearning to write like the writers who inspire me and speak to my very soul.
As I got to know you, I became fascinated by your goodness. I was drawn in by it. I didn’t understand what was happening to me and it was only when I began to feel physical pain every time you left that it finally dawned on me: I was in love, for the first time in my life.
As I got to know you, I became fascinated by your goodness. I was drawn in by it. I didn’t understand what was happening to me and it was only when I began to feel physical pain every time you left that it finally dawned on me: I was in love, for the first time in my life.