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♡ if i've been offline for a while, the reason why is... ♡

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(apparently, i dont have a reason for it; most likely, either something came up or i'm asleep. sorry!)

♡ about me ♡

name - akira/minz
pronouns - he/themocrat (he/they, they preferred)
gender? i hardly know 'er! (agender)
triple-a battery (agender, asexual, aromantic)

Understand that if I don't like you, I will probably not let you hang around my alligator.

✰ - (normally) offline on mondays & thursdays

✰ - sleep schedule varies wildly

more quotes , but outside the Boxes :3

THE CHANNEL MEMBERS ARE SPAMMING ONE OF US, THE NON CHANNEL MEMBERS ARE ALSO SPAMMING ONE OF US. I DON'T THINK THEY KNOW WHY WE'RE CHANTING, BUT THEY GOT THE SPIRIT!!!

"im endlessly bonking retinz with a cardboard tube. he shall endure the endless pain of being mildly annoyed at all times as penance for how goddamn obnoxious he is"

Man I sure do love this extremely American high school located in Los Angeles, California as has been thoroughly established. You'll probably look at this and think "Oh, what a regular nice school!" Well that's where you're wrong pal because this is a fucked up evil school. Pulled the old bait and switch on you there.

Everyone has the right to a gay little crisis when your ideological foundation is shattered.

quotes !

"be careful. freddys around. there he is."

Athena and Simon facing off against each other is like seeing a frog on a lily pad, like fuck yes...that's exactly where you guys are supposed to be.

"dude i swear, im gonna find diamonds and then it's joevr"

"Okay, you don't know you're dealing with an actual published Wattpad author, bitch. That's like giving Ulysses a fucking C+."

lyrics !


♫ Dream ~ Chonny Jash ♫

But I am not done yet.
Existence is transient.
There’s still another sunset
to be found inside this tangent,
so I will try again.
And perhaps when we become whole, it’ll hold.

Perhaps that’s optimistic,
and I’m not one for the mystic,
but I’d rather die trying
than to live and have missed it,
and I cannot resist—though futile it is to admit—to insist to use these gifts.
Cosmically kissed. Analogous to the abyss.

Apollo and Artemis [we] will not die.
Perhaps we’ll meet at Tycho,
or somewhere more solar, yet colder.
This world’s hard to shoulder.

But when Harmonia shines, Atlas beholds her,
so bathed in serenity; beauty, in synchronicity;
blissfully entwined. Divine.

So I will try one more time...