These men just stole the personal information of everyone in America AND control the Treasury. Link to article.
Akash Bobba
Edward Coristine
Luke Farritor
Gautier Cole Killian
Gavin Kliger
Ethan Shaotran
Spread their names!
I JUST READ 193 ILL GET BACK TO THE REGULAR CONTENT LATER.
DENJI WE HAVE BEEN OVER THIS BRO. YOURE 18 FUCKIGN YEARS OLD THIS IS THE 3RD TIME HOW CAN YOU NOT RECOGNIZE WHEN A GIRL ACTUALLY LIKES YOU.
And yes I know he's blinded by his libido or whatever but this is so clearly a manipulation tactic (that makima herself used) and even an idiot like him would be able to see.
NOT AGAIN BRO IM ACTUALLY IN TEARS I MAY QUIT READING TS IF THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENS.
"Kill the gun devil and I'll grant you any one wish"
oh that BITCH😐
1,2. they're all fucking demented istg there is NO earthly reason for this.
3,4, 5. "denji senpai" "im a collector" im SICK of her ass!! what is keeping fujimoto from just killing her off like he did angel!
6,7,8. WHAT!!
9, 10. finally asa's back, took her long enough
TATSUKI FUJIMOTO YOU CAN'T END THE CHAPTER LIKE THIS!!!!
i do miss being in guard bc for the most part it was fun, and I met a lot of interesting people and went to places I've never been. but i hate that within my team there's such a stigma with not going into winterguard. color guard is fun and all but it is fucking EXHAUSTING. spending 4 weeks of my summer at school practicing in the hot sun. the injuries and pain, both physical and mental. the band director, who very often had no regard for the guard girls and boys having to go halfway across the field to reset for the 7th fucking time in a row. it was great to see the outcome at the end of the season (we won state) and it truly is amazing to be a part of but I just hate the shame for not wanting to do it all year. i want to have a life and take this winter season to rest before I'm back at it in April.
first day of camp
first show
first regional
second regional
last practice
day before state
most respectful identity thief ever, refuses to answer to anything but their nickname. love to see it
it was never about saving him specifically.
reze didn't look like a devil at first either but we all know how that turned out. and rare instance of a rich person using their money to help, but wait,, "that'show asa herself perceives it" what does that mean. (rich in Japanese standards lol, a million yen is only about 7k USD)
oh i take it back❤️ i may be thinking in slow mo
welcome back kobeni higashiyama!!
re: that one twitter post that said "men get podcasts and discover things that women figured out when they were 15" or something like that.
today it's the ideology of "i can't do that because it's cringe" and that's not to say adults don't still think like that regardless of gender. but i will be 16 in 3 months and the way i live is that i rarely if ever give a damn about what people think about me. life is simply too short to live for the approval of others.
nobody cares that a hair was out of place from your slickback bun. nobody cares that your socks didn't match today. if it's something that you wouldn't notice on someone else, why worry about anyone else noticing it on you?
be weird, be silly, be fun. a life spent worrying about how you look or dress or act is a joyless life. if it makes YOU happy, that's all there is to it! there's so much going on around us (especially if you live in the US) to try to get you to be less happy. enjoy the little things because this is the only life you can live and choose how to spend it. never change for anyone else. 🎀
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should I probably be doing my English 3 work? yeah. but unfortunately I love DISTURBING THE PEACEEEE LOOK INTO MY EYES♥️