I Know That I Kinda Hinted It In My Blog's Header, But I'm Still Gonna Tell It Directly Because It Feels

Another post :D

I did it, y'all. I LIKED MY OWN PHOTO HAHAHHhahahhaHahahah

I looked it up and it seems to be this one! Thank you @yossarianirl :)

@tipofourtongues it's solved :3

There's this mobile game that my mom installed sometime between 2015-2016, the game uses portrait orientation instead of landscape, the objective of the game is to memorize different maps and go through the routes with a boat, it was made by like, a charity for Alzheimer research I think? Game's in 3d

🎼🎶I wish I had a shark 🦈

a fat and happy shark 🦈

a shark I could call my own ❤

She would sleep in the tub, 🛀

have her own supper dish, 🍜

for her breakfast she'd eat tons of fish!

🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🎵

So, I'm going to write some stories about Cosette, Louisette, and Cosette's daughter Aurelie. The stories probably are oneshots, and Nocturne, Cosette's cat, might appear in some of them.

He had enraptured me. I view our relationship as something in between friends and lovers. I do not know how he feels. I do not know whether I genuinely have let go of my feelings or if I still hold onto it. He told me about his crush. I felt a tinge of envy. I wish I was more boyish. More attractive. So that if I'll ask him out he'd say yes. I wish I had never spoken to him at all.

Camouflage crew!

Get stick bugged, leaf butterflied, orchid mantised, and leaf bugged lol

UwU

A Museum Date, Part 1

(Author's note: there's a slight mention of period typical homophobia on the 8th paragraph)

Today, me and Tori are going on a museum date. We both wore our favourite outfits. We arrived at 11 am.

"Hey, what if we check that new section over there, Al?" Tori pointed to an exhibit with a sign that says "Violet Wreaths and Green Carnations".

"Sounds good." She held my hand and led me. Turns out, the new exhibit is about same-sex relationships in history.

There were lots of photographs, paintings, written records, you know, things you'll see at most museum exhibits.

"Allie, there's the original draft of that play you were talking about that day !"

"Really? Let's see it, then!"

We looked at the said script, carefully displayed inside a glass box. There's a sign beneath it.

«This is the original script of the play "The Knight And The Elven Bard" by Claus Chasterell. The Rosenhart Theatre refused to perform this version of the script because of its "depiction of unacceptable behavior"(this play depicted romance between two men), saying that it would ruin the public's impression of both Chasterell and the theatre itself. Chasterell then revised it, changing the terms of endearment Alois (the knight) and Albion (the bard) used to refer each other with to platonic terms such as friend, dear companion, etc. He also changed the kiss scene in the epilogue to a warm embrace. But even with the changes, the playwright's true intentions are still recognizable.»

Then, right beside the script was a letter. The sign beneath it said:

«This letter was found by Claudia Izabel Carper on her sixth great-granduncle's house, on the main bedchamber, to be exact. The identity of the sender is unknown, as he (the sender stated he was a man, although not explicitly) used an alias, Victor. But, the handwriting seemed quite similar to the handwriting of the famous poet Claus Chasterell. The recipient is only addressed as "My Beloved", but because of the location this letter was found on, it's safe to say that the recipient was Ms.Carper's sixth great-granduncle.»

"Wait, so your sixth great-grandfather...," Tori whispered. "He liked men too?" We both said in union.

After a long silence, I shrugged. "Well, maybe he does, but, I think it's better to do more research after this date is over, don't you think so, babe?"

Tori nods. "Yeah, I guess so, sweetie."

(A/N: I'll try to finish the second part as soon as possible)

Cat selfie.