Time to take out the trash, that's right, I'm talking about myself

&&. Pido amablemente que NO me manden diálogos de 2 palabras o roles por inbox, ya que yo NO ROLEO por inbox, solo muro, inbox solamente lo uso para acordar tramas y hablar como usuaria, de paso LEAN el about, ya me cabrea tener que repetir la información mil veces , optare por ignorar los mensajes que vengan en plan de rol ( no llevo roles sin un PREVIO ACUERDO & DESARROLLO )

ㅤㅤ : 『𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕪』⠀⛧ ִ
⠀𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒, 𝐹𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑…



I let temptation undress my innocence one slow thought at a time, and now I wear my guilt like perfume. I know I should pray for restraint, but every time your name crosses my lips, my morals slip lower than my dress ever could. So if this is a confession, let it be an honest one: I’m not sorry for the thoughts I had about you…

I’m only sorry we haven’t acted on them yet.

So if one day he looks at you
as if wanting to etch you into his soul,
don’t just think about the end—
think about all the love he was giving you.

Loneliness isn’t about being alone… it’s realizing no one’s worth a damn when things turn ugly. You look around and see faces, but deep down you know everyone’s just out there saving themselves. You get used to it—don’t trust, don’t need… because every time you did, you ended up empty-handed or with a knife in your back.

And then it stops hurting. It just makes you colder… more dangerous. Because when you’ve got no one, you’ve got nothing to lose. And a man with nothing to lose doesn’t ask for permission, doesn’t hesitate… he does what has to be done, even if the whole world burns for it.

Gemstones and magic alone cannot bring about my deepest wish.
There’s never an end to these miserable days.
I breathe like I’m gasping for air,
While greed rears its ugly head.
As my desire grows, it just feels too narrow here.
This is a light that won’t ever disappear,
An anger that won’t ever wane.
If it were to ever be revealed, ah ah ah―
As the shadows dance all around,
Listen to the incessant voices
To grasp freedom in my hands.
As if it were a curse, off to the far reaches we fly.
Ah-ah, it’s still not enough.
Blinking with the snake.
The stars all shattered again, and with them, my wish.
Every sliver of hope on a new dawn just gets dragged down each time.
I’ve weaved together a patchwork illusion,
Over this tasteless reality.
But even if I were to overwrite it all, it just feels too dark here.
And that is a future that is all blotted out.
But maybe someday this vertigo will clear up,
If it were to ever be destroyed, ah-ah-ah―
With a thirst unable to be quenched,
My dry throat trembles.
One day I’ll tear through this sky,
And what I’ll see beyond that is…
As the shadows flicker in and out,
Follow where the scarab leads
To grasp freedom in my hands.
I can only pine since it’s all a lie.
Ah-ah, I just want to know.

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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 ̵𝕺̵𝖋̵ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⛧⃝𓄃
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝐅orget about morals , 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.
ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ
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And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So, why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know

Hoy en "ALBUMES CON EL TÍO JERO"

YES - "Fragile" (1971)

Género: Rock progresivo.

"Primero que todo, Si, en este álbum aparece "Roundabout" El ending utilizado para los Jojos.

"Una obra maestra de pies a cabeza. Joya absoluta de los años 70, con pasajes instrumentales complejos de cada uno de sus integrantes y una riqueza armónica inigualable. La voz inconfundible de Jon Anderson le da un carácter único al álbum. La presencia de los teclados de Rick Wakeman hace que tome una senda sinfónica tal que perfectamente podría haber sido compuesta para una orquesta."

"En materia de rol, supongo que serviría para hacer la típica escena de "To be Continued" al borde de un desastre para pasar al ending de Jojos." 10/10

https://youtu.be/jFB9aujS610?si=LrCb1iwqCFTadAyP

Las luces del escenario eran tenues, las unicas luces fuertes que habian eran otorgados por la linea evolutiva de litwick, el chandelure de Summer lo iluminaba personalmente, la musica inciaba y sin retraso Summer empezo su acto

-Her knees, feet and elbow
Work their thing into a mamba
The scene starts to crumble
To the sound of the drums
Oh boy, there ain't no need to buy that diamond ring
It ain't no big thing, just show her a little swing
No care about the bling bling bro
There ain't nothing to do
Oh man soon it's over and you'll
Sing the walking blues
So boy, there ain't no need to buy that diamond ring
It ain't no big thing, just show her a little swing-

terminando de cnatar las luces se apagaron completamente, summer aparecia bailando en cada luz que daban los pokemon lampara y vela creando un show de luces hypnotizante, derrepente con el cambio de ritmo de la musica solo 4 chandelure iluminaban el escenario, summer apareciendo y desapareciendo bailando con distintos ayudantes hasta que su momento de cantar volvia.

https://youtu.be/nZ4xnImuzBs?si=N46vkbzAJ9nW42Oh