TIPSSON BOSS KI CAR CHURANE KE LIYE GUNDE BHEJ DIYE I CAN'T ?? IN | Rope hero vice town  

TIPSSON BOSS KI CAR CHURANE KE LIYE GUNDE BHEJ DIYE I CAN'T ?? IN | Rope hero vice town #gameplay
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🍃.To Shiketsu Uchiha,
I know what it is like to be alone. More importantly, I know what it is like to want to be alone, to feel the need to push away anyone who tries to come closer. What I didn't know, till I saw you, was what having a friend who takes away all these doubts feels like. You give me hope. Even in the shadows you carry with you, I find my light. Thank you, Sasuke/ Shiketsu.
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🍃. Dark side in my life 👇🏼
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🍃.There are many things I want to do. Like getting revenge and destroying everything in my path Watching the expressions
In their eyes on they utter the prayer of their last words, garing of me, the avenger, their devil, The very being that took all of their bes and their bullshit for many, many moons And Returned the feelings they so much as misplaced. They don't belong to me What I want is what I hod before. I want bock everything I lost, the memories, the seatalgia, the love. The happiness The nights that weren't marred with rightmares and petty quaims given to deal with by menaces known os "people". All of my dreams are in the past, when my eyes saw nothing but the light of day But now I guard the eternal heavens and lowest recesses of hell with my own eyes, becouse How, I can see clearly in the dark with these eyes, that observes and see through the bits, the laced smiles, the hallow words, the uvisible matrix of thoughtfully lost merry thoughts is the eyes of the individual before me I want to feel the way I felt before, and lose what I have now. I don't want to be deemed in redeemable asympre I don't want to be curned in the wrong by others. I don't want to live on secluded in an elaborate dream, it this dangerous electric field that vitally paralyzes anyone who dares to approach. I don't want to continue to struggle for breath in this dork share. The pain of losing everything is more imminent and irreversible than sot having anything from the beginning. It's the nostalgia of things I once had that cuts the air I inhale The blood that courses through me is poisoned. I harbor burdens that the world gave birth to the day fate glanced me is the eye. But the pan I feel empowers me- I underestimate, I do ruthines things, and I tand not to care whether someone is in the way of an attack or not. I am not a perfect som I am an example of a being cought is the net of the worlds forment, someone who warts to be fixed I could sen that any of the pain I felt was all weakness leaving my body. I shed it and absorbed the nyerty to respond with blades of flames, a heart tainted and inked black and eyes fluched a kaleidoscope color that held colors of rubies, scarlet in its beauty and crimaos in their hunger, I am a rogue wolf, a hawk toking to the auburn skies- I am a bounty hunter with a bouety on his head I am overlooked and I am resented as I am loved. Asger keeps me up in ander to keep the sadress from planting me back down as the ground Anger I will use to score with happiness. I am not a slacker. I will forsake what I want and blain what I reed I will aborden anything that ties me down is tethers that remind me of the nightmares
behind me and in front of me I am a phantom to this world I am going to wie. I am an
Avenger