My kaku told me this one. Or — she was your kaku, too, I guess, even if it wasn't by blood. She loved you just the same anyway. Used to call you little granddaughter, back when you were so fuckin' tiny. You've always been so small, sweetheart. I'm looking at you now. You're fuckin' tiny in this big hole.
This one's about the North Star. I ain't gonna tell it right, I already know.
A long time ago, animals used to make pathways in the sky. That's why we have stars. One day, Mountain Sheep, son of the Great Spirit and a mighty climber, came across a mountain peak he couldn't climb. He tried and tried to find a way over or through, but the peak was too high and too dangerous, sheet ice and shit everywhere.
Goddamnit, I've already fucked it up, hold o ( end message. )
I used to know this by heart. My head ain't right, Jemima.
Anyway. Anyway, anyway — anyway, the story. The story. Where was I? Mountain Sheep. Eventually, Mountain Sheep found a crack in the mountain that he tried to pass through, but he fell instead, down a dark hole into the mountain.
With nowhere else to go but forward, Mountain Sheep walked until he came across a light. The light was the top of the mountain, the highest peak he couldn't reach. He'd made it, finally. Except now he had no way down. When he realized he was stuck up there forever, he cried and the Great Spirit looked at him and said, he said — wait, hold on ( end message. )
The Great Spirit looked at his brave son and said, "You've conquered the mountain, but you can never return." So the Great Spirit turned Mountain Sheep into a star. The brightest star, the only star in the night sky that never moves.
What the fuck i̴̡̇ͅs̵̯͕̣̠͖̒̽̽̓̈́̚ ̸̘͖̾̾̾̚ẃ̶̛̖̘̗͒̄̓̉͘r̵̤̗͖̙̻̄̈́̆o̴̡̹̰̺͉͖͖͔̣͍͆͂̓̕ņ̴̯͂͛̀g̶̫͍̔̆͒̒̔͊̽͘ ̷̧͒ẅ̸̛̜̲͔̦͉̜̩̭́͛̽̚i̸̧̲̬̮̭͊̄̉͆̓̾́ͅt̵̡̪̬͙͈̫͈͕̫̆͐͒̇͑́͋̐̎͘h̴̪̳̏̔̓̓̋̔̇͛͐ ̵̢̤̳̲͕̭͇͇͕͜͠t̵̼̬͊̎̈́̄h̸̝͍̼͖͕̝͈̲̥́é̸̛͓͔͎̮̥͋̊̓̂̋̃̚͠ ̶̹̞͍͓͎͍̓̂͌͜͝ṡ̶̫̭͎̎͒͜t̴̢͚͇̰̤̯̍̑̀͛̂̎͋͊ͅa̴͕̜̻̹͖̭̾̈́ŕ̵͉̫̞͝ş̶̥̮͉̻͉̱̭͖̙͠ ( end message. )
I'm gonna put you to bed now, darlin'. Right next to daddy. I'm right here. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love ( end message. )
— text | un: jace
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fuckin right we are : P
he didn’t ask u to dj??
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no
he's trying to get in my mom's pants & missing his big in
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text — un: cunt
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— text | un: goat
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sad :((((
i’ve barely seen u and gray since we got here :(((
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text — un: cunt
he's here
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text — un: cunt
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June 16th, un: cestlavie — groupchat with jem and danny
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text — un: cunt
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immm coming
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voice — un: cunt 1/?
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I wanna tell you a story.
My kaku told me this one. Or — she was your kaku, too, I guess, even if it wasn't by blood. She loved you just the same anyway. Used to call you little granddaughter, back when you were so fuckin' tiny. You've always been so small, sweetheart. I'm looking at you now. You're fuckin' tiny in this big hole.
Fuck, maybe I should make it sma ( end message. )
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Anyway. The story.
This one's about the North Star. I ain't gonna tell it right, I already know.
A long time ago, animals used to make pathways in the sky. That's why we have stars. One day, Mountain Sheep, son of the Great Spirit and a mighty climber, came across a mountain peak he couldn't climb. He tried and tried to find a way over or through, but the peak was too high and too dangerous, sheet ice and shit everywhere.
Goddamnit, I've already fucked it up, hold o ( end message. )
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I used to know this by heart. My head ain't right, Jemima.
Anyway. Anyway, anyway — anyway, the story. The story. Where was I? Mountain Sheep. Eventually, Mountain Sheep found a crack in the mountain that he tried to pass through, but he fell instead, down a dark hole into the mountain.
With nowhere else to go but forward, Mountain Sheep walked until he came across a light. The light was the top of the mountain, the highest peak he couldn't reach. He'd made it, finally. Except now he had no way down. When he realized he was stuck up there forever, he cried and the Great Spirit looked at him and said, he said — wait, hold on ( end message. )
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Anyway, the story.
The story, the story, the story, the s̸̗͉̏̔t̵̡̆̌ō̴̼̚ṙ̸̥͓y̶͎͋͝ ( end message. )
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The Great Spirit looked at his brave son and said, "You've conquered the mountain, but you can never return." So the Great Spirit turned Mountain Sheep into a star. The brightest star, the only star in the night sky that never moves.
Jemima. Sweetheart, you know what's weird?
There ain't no North Star here. ( end message. )
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What the fuck i̴̡̇ͅs̵̯͕̣̠͖̒̽̽̓̈́̚ ̸̘͖̾̾̾̚ẃ̶̛̖̘̗͒̄̓̉͘r̵̤̗͖̙̻̄̈́̆o̴̡̹̰̺͉͖͖͔̣͍͆͂̓̕ņ̴̯͂͛̀g̶̫͍̔̆͒̒̔͊̽͘ ̷̧͒ẅ̸̛̜̲͔̦͉̜̩̭́͛̽̚i̸̧̲̬̮̭͊̄̉͆̓̾́ͅt̵̡̪̬͙͈̫͈͕̫̆͐͒̇͑́͋̐̎͘h̴̪̳̏̔̓̓̋̔̇͛͐ ̵̢̤̳̲͕̭͇͇͕͜͠t̵̼̬͊̎̈́̄h̸̝͍̼͖͕̝͈̲̥́é̸̛͓͔͎̮̥͋̊̓̂̋̃̚͠ ̶̹̞͍͓͎͍̓̂͌͜͝ṡ̶̫̭͎̎͒͜t̴̢͚͇̰̤̯̍̑̀͛̂̎͋͊ͅa̴͕̜̻̹͖̭̾̈́ŕ̵͉̫̞͝ş̶̥̮͉̻͉̱̭͖̙͠ ( end message. )
done
Anyway.
I'm gonna put you to bed now, darlin'. Right next to daddy. I'm right here. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love ( end message. )
text — un: cunt, late june
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