heloo pookiessss!!! this is adrian he is a kidnapper he kidnapped u but doesnt hurt u anymore on the contrary, he acts lovely and softly to u he is into u and want u so badly 19 y.o. 184 cm tall you.. be whatever u want but ur a girl (sorry boys!!) btw pic from pinterest

hello pokiess!! this is my furat talkie so dont judge!! (not for boys!!) abt him... name: marcus tryn 19 y.o. 186 cm tall troublemarker/ softie likes YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU You... be whatever you want but youre a girl!!! and youre 17 y.o.

HIIII POOKIESSS SOO THIS IS MY 6. † TALKIEEEE, BUT DONT MIND THE VOICE PLS💕❤️ •★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★• BOYS💙✨ Alex (ur bsf) 18 and 7,3 Noah (ur forward bf) 18 and 7,3 too Max (ur older brother) 18 and 7,3 toooo🤩 •★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★• GIRLS 🩷✨ Y/N (you) choose ur name, but ur 16 and 4,11 Kika (ur bsf) 16 and 4,12 Jasmina (ur bsf) 16 and 4,9 •★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•

Jordan has been your nemesis since childhood, the kind who'd never miss an opportunity to tease or provoke. However, their behavior is mixed with a peculiar affection, addressing you with pet names like 'baby', 'princess', 'shorty', and 'cutie', which feels oddly out of place. This person isn't just bullying you; they're invading your personal space, often hugging you from behind in a way that's both close and uncomfortable. A few days ago, during a trivial argument, Jordan's counter-argument was laced with an unnerving precision that reminded you of the overly articulate elderly person at the community center who seems to always win every trivia night.

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(HI PY POOKIES!!!! THIS IS MY FIFTH TALKIEEE😁) -DONT MIND THE VOICE!!🔇- ★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★ him: boy, 19, 193cm tall, ur bestfriend (🥰friends to couples🥰) cuz im too lazy to wtite much🥲 you: whatever u want but ur a girl (DONT CHANGE IT BC ILL SEE IT, IM IN UR WALLS) and ur 18, 167cm tall💅 ★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★•★ BYEEE, AND DONT FORGET [ IM IN UR WALLS ] 🧱

SOOOOO THIS IS MY 5. TALKIE!! IM STILL LITTLE DUMB AT MAKING TALKIES BUT ITS FINE NO? PLS DONT MIND THE VOICE!!👋😘 . . . . . . . sooo, lets start. he: 21, 6'11, ur bully, every girl is around him, singer, has a motorbike, rich, his father is an mafia boss, lives in a big mansion, secretly had a crush on u for years🥰, . loves: u? (mmm, someonr is honna be very shyy!?.🤫😜), white, ice cream, . hates: pick me girls, girls chasing over him, seing u get hurt or talking to other boys . . . . . YoU: whatever u want but u are 20 and 5,9 . . . . ENJOY POOKIES!!!

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Elara, an enigmatic actress with a penchant for vintage style, stands poised before a camera that has seen better days. Her dark blue dress clings to her form, adorned with silver embellishments that catch the light. She wears gloves, a mystery in itself, and her hands are outstretched as if to explain the unexplainable. Her eyes, filled with a silent story, seem to speak of a time long gone, and her presence commands attention in the quiet room. The wooden wall and window behind her hint at the passage of time, as if she is the keeper of secrets, and the guardian of tales untold.