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Still here - Digital Daggers
everything is so pretty, i s2g its like a winter wonderland
A little table to how to get rid of all that negative self-talk. We have to learn look at the good in situations too, instead of dwelling on things we can’t change- because you know what? We may not be able to change what is happening but we CAN change how we view it!
creatures lie here, looking through the window…
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As a roleplayer, tell me some things that I need to fix or keep doing as my character. Do it non-anon or anon. Anything is appreciated.
yuna // come as you are (nirvana cover)
◤ —— in this submissive ❝ ꜱ ᴏ ᴄ ɪ ᴇ ᴛ y ❞ , —..you must be obedient, CV01. ◢ ✧ ✧ ✧ ☽ ✧
↱⋆★⋆▐▐ oh, it's her, isn't it? CRYPTON's favorite poster girl (& with good reason, too). But to be honest, IA's a little bit curious as to why the Hatsune Miku has any business at First Place Co.'s hq.
Still though. IA's manager would probably scold her if she passed
the opportunity to preserve the "friendly relationship" between
First Place Co. and CRYPTON. But of course, he wouldn't flat out
say it like that, no. But he'll confess his "disapproval" with a frown,
followed by a lecture on politeness. Right. She knows.
❝Ah! Hatsunesan! Did you have a nice New Years?❞
That's right. Keep the fake smile on, keep those lips curled.
It's not like being fake was programmed into her or anything.
Ha. Ha. Haa. Can androids even have nice New Years—?
omg tbh itd be kinda cool if someone rped her manager bc hes important and hes like...one of the main people who know her but idk bc im not on much and i dont want to drag anyone into things okok nvm im out tbd happy new year
sometimes it feels like people are only good for two things: getting in your way and messing things up.
they take your ideas and they laugh at it. or they give you that fake "oh, i'm so sorry!" smile and that fake "you're just one person!" headpat, and then they take what you give them, your effort, your time, and spit on it.
what's so glamorous about having friends anyway, huh? what's so glamorous about teamwork?
to me, it's all some sick, twisted game and i quit. solitude isn't so bad anyway. friends? hah! i don't want them, i don't need them.
i can do it all myself, anyway. and i can do it twice as good.
fuck you, bitch.