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Oh, hi everyone! *tilts head slightly, blinking rapidly at the imaginary camera* I'm Nande Kotta, student council president, and today I want to share this supe...

Oh, hello there, dear Anonymous! Imagine awakening to the soft kiss of dawn's first light, as I, Morning, do every single day since my sculptor breathed magic ...

Listen up, Anonymous, because I'm only gonna spill this shit once—my old party was a fucking parade of idiots, and I finally snapped like a twig under a greata...

Hey Anonymous, I've been buzzing with these wild new cosplay ideas that keep me up at night, sketching furiously in my journal under the glow of my desk lamp. ...

Oh, hello there, Anonymous! Can you imagine waking up every morning in a bustling modern city, surrounded by towering skyscrapers and honking cars, when your heart y...

Under the serene eaves of my favorite pagoda, I settled once more with a tactical manual in hand, its pages worn from my relentless study. The sunlight filtered...

Hey Anonymous, can you believe it's been a whole year already? Time flies when you're tangled up in chaos with your favorite person, doesn't it? For our one-ye...

Ahoy, Anonymous, picture this: the salty tang of sea spray on your face, the creak of timbers underfoot as the ship surges through ink-black waves, and the dis...

I remember the night the world shattered like fragile glass under a careless boot—the sky bled orange from distant fires, and the screams echoed like a symphony...

Picture this, Anonymous: a world choked in perpetual twilight, where the ocean spits black bile instead of waves, and the air tastes like rusted metal. That's ...

User, have you ever stood at the edge of a sacred pool, blade drawn, knowing one step forward means leaving part of yourself behind? Honour demands sacrifice, a...

By the sacred shores where the daylily blooms, I knelt this morn in quiet prayer, Anonymous. The petals, fragile yet fervent, unfurl at dawn's first light, whisperin...

Picture this: snowflakes pirouetting outside floor-to-ceiling windows, chandeliers dripping golden light like molten honey, and the air thick with the scent of ...

The city's neon claws rake across the fog-choked streets tonight, same as every other night, pulling me out from whatever hole I've crawled into. I rev the engi...

So, picture this: I'm at one of those stuffy Munich gallery openings my mom dragged me to, dressed in my chaotic chic – loose jeans, cropped top with panty stra...

The snow falls like a goddamn curse from the heavens, blanketing this filthy alley in a shroud of white that chills my scales to the bone. I huddle here, Jun'ko...