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[2016-02-21 15:05:50 +0000 UTC]
"Everything comes and goes.."
(Germany)
# Statistics
Favourites: 58; Deviations: 0; Watchers: 343
Watching: 263; Pageviews: 3948; Comments Made: 387; Friends: 263
# About me
basic information
country name. Kingdom of Prussia
human name. Julchen Beilschmidt
date of birth. January 18th
physical age. 24
height. 164cm [5'4"]
sexuality. demisexual
gender. female
relationship status. single [ multiship ]
# Comments
Comments: 281
A soft sigh escaped the Prussian's lip as she watched her fingers curl and uncurl. Her eyes then darted up to the clear night sky tinted by the stars. A ghost smile appearing on her lips. After all they said, that you were looking into the past while looking at the stars, didn't they? "Time passes fast, doesn't it?" She muttered quietly to herself. Not being able to tear her gaze away from the stars.
barmherzig.
Hello, Admin of A-Awesome here! I want to keep my page clean so please reply under this comment and not above!
I would really appreciate it!
I portray Nyo!Prussia different than everyone else, might not be liked or have imagined her; please respect that.
Leave starters ♥
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*slaps a big A+ on this account*
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(I think we might have interacted before? Or I’ve just seen your past account. Either way, would you like to RP?)
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"It's crazy how wrong you can be about a person..", the female Prussian muttered quietly to herself, as she was walking around the park in a cold day, while watching the small white cloud form infront of her everytime she breathed out. barmherzig.
Hello, Admin of A-Awesome here!
I want to keep my page clean so please, please reply under this comment and not above! I would really appreciate it!
Even though, this is a new account I still portray Nyo!Prussia the same way I've portraied her before and it's very different than everyone else; please respect that.
Please leave starters for her ! ♥
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trash bag jones.
please tell me you are still alive
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barmherzig.
/Raises leg
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trash bag jones. o m g you ho
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barmherzig.
How dare you call me a h o you ho
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trash bag jones. no U
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barmherzig.
Suck my non existing Di-
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trash bag jones. okAY
RIPS OFF PANTS
jkjk
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barmherzig.
B OW DOWN TO DA QUEEN
I KNOW DA WAE
Im going to comment on one of your memes
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trash bag jones. plEASE COMMENT ON MORE
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barmherzig. I SHALL
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It's kind of you to fave my photos - I truly appreciate it.
Have a great day, every day!
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first fem Prussia i've seen in a long time.|
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barmherzig. There is always a first time from time to time c;
Nice Denmark you've there
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indeed, babe
Thanks! I'm very viking obsessed.|
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[[ fUCK ME UP YES
I LOVE HER SO FUCKIDGIUDFGHDSFKJGB MUCH
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barmherzig.
wHEN AND WHERE *wink wonk*
AJFJEIAJFH AND I LOVE YOUR SPAIN MOREE
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[[ not sure if you're still alive oops my bad
bUT I STILL WANT YOU TO FUCK ME UUUUUUUUP
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((is this who I think it is is this nobody from my join message forever ago if this isn't forgive))
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barmherzig.
Hold up, which join message do you mean? Because I always used the username on join.me "Nobody" pffft-
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((back when I rped as America I'm Sharon I lost your Skype I think sadly ;
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barmherzig.
Tell me your Skype name maybe I still have you on my contact list,,,,
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8:00 o'clock, the dilapidated household in which the Beilschmidt familial unit resided, soon disturbed from its eerie silence. Through the fogged ebony emerged a poised Prussian noble and a less than regal child, who bore scrapes and devastating bruising, his clothing tattered; stained with the earthly essence of mud and field residue. The decorated Prussian who stood adjacent to the battered boy directed with displeasure, "Bathe, you are repulsive." Turning his broad physique towards the developing power, he departed, leaving his 'apprentice' in the succumbing shadows. The child, who was referred to as 'Ludwig,' stood there and held the side of his arm, pondering aloud, to know one else but the ill lighting that surrounded him, "I wonder when Julchen will return, she assured me she would be here by the end of the fourth week, and today is Saturday. Could she have meant Sunday evening?" Though he would not confess to other external figures of his attached fondness of his elder guardian, he longed to see her once again, she had been departed for almost a month, to attend to international affairs, so he had been informed. When she returned home, he no longer felt the despairing sense of isolation, he didn't feel undesired, or estranged, daring to consider it welcomed. However, with his elder brothers, estrangement would have been too belittling of a term for his unwoven turmoil, neglect would scarcely suffice the raging agony he experienced from the dawning hours of morning, to the dwindling hours of night. He spent his nights sleeping under the great pine trees that surrounded the perimeter of their forestry located hut, restricted from settling into the household, only being designated his 'own corridor,' while his sister was present.
The 5 year old glanced down at his body, hawking at the collection of grime he had collected, and the mixture of dried blood that darkened the hues of soil. He sighed and slunk in posture, he wasn't even positive on how to bathe all the contaminance off of him, there was too much for one bucket of water. Ludwig pushed open he door in which he pregressed in moments ago, and regressing into the outdoors, the sounds of owls filling his ears, and the scent of pine wafting his nose. The sky was dazzled in various constellations and littered stars, cloud cover limited, though storms had been predominant earlier in the week. The poorly dressed boy scurried to the front of the home, where the pavement to a larger road began, laying across from the ailed conditioned household stagnantly. In the softly bellowing grass, he sat down, and crossed his legs, pulling out a strand of the willow, tying it as he would occasionally gaze up to the desolate road. Almost praying to see the so familiar face of Julchen, the only human, and guardian, that he entrusted with his entirety, even emotionally. He was concerned, having been paranoid for her month's departure, about her welfare, and association, but he was confident there was no force overriding enough to denigrate his sister's will, or physical presence, so he convinced himself.
Isolation was, during appropriate moments, necessary; however, it could be the cause of delusion, less it be unattended too for an expansive amount of a time. Having no one to converse with but himself, he annotated, "I am sure she is alright, I must have only switched my dates, if she doesn't arrive by midnight, I'll know the answer!" He may have placed a facade of reassurance over his insecurity, but his subconscious rang with ideals of outlandishness, concerning her location and status. He stared out towards the rugged narrowed clearing and reminded himself, "Patience is rewarded, I'm sure with a little more, she'll come back early." The air began to chill, as he could feel the cooling sensation run over his pale, scabbed flesh, though he embraced the change in weather, preferring it more so than the blistering heat he had to endure during his training session, having simmered his skin in the process. The German muttered to himself, "I hope it doesn't snow, then she'll never come back." Mood beginning to shift from optimism to gloom, he fell in posture and cupped his cheeks in his hands, resting his elbows on his knees, sighing with entwined melancholy, "I don't want to be alone anymore."
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Who the fuck allowed you to write this much?
It's been nearly a month, that a certain Prussian female needed to leave the household and go into a four week trip to gain alliance or keep her alliance with international people strong. To her despite she even went over to her enemies to have a professional talk with them and about how they could ease the strong tension between the two countries. Julchen wasn't really someone who liked to have bad relations with other countries, that's what she tried to do, to save the relation between them what you can do. Sure, if the tension and the hate between them was too strong, neither would she bother to make some attempts. But you know what? That was life for you, there will be people with whom you can't get along very well, no matter how many times you tried to fix or save the falling relationand there will be people with whom you get along easily and very well. That's the circle of life. You either gain a friend, enemy or even frenemies.
"If you trust someone fully, you either end up gaining a lection or a friend for life." Julchen repeated quietly, in a rather tired tone. This is what Old Fritz told her repeatedly, when she was going for a trip. Old Fritz was someone Julchen looked up to, hell, she even saw him sometimes as a father figure once in a while, when she was troubled and had problems. He knew what he needed to tell her to calm her fown, his advices were great and really thoughtful. A heavy sigh escaped her rosy lips, as she continued to walk, with her horse behind her, while she gripped the rein tightly, as she didn't have the strengt right now to chase him later. The road, which was leading back to her home where her family was, getting more and more familiar meaning she was there soon. She was home soon, she was able to see her family again mostly likely she was able to see her baby brother Ludwig. Ludwig... Oh how she missed him so much, she was constantly worried about his wellbeing. Was he eating enough or is he hurt? She really hoped that he was fine or she would feel bad do leaving him one month alone. Yes, she does feel bad and guilty for leaving him, if she could she would have taken him with her, but it was too risky and dangerous she couldn't risk him getting hurt. It wasn't the time yet, not yet anyhow. While being away making deals, her mind was always wandering back to the young blonde boy. Her heart arched as she remembered how sad he looked, as she told him that she needed to leave for four weeks, but she promised she will be back at the end of the fourth week and that, she'll be there. That's why she started to head back from France back at home at 2 a.m. Julchen wanted to be home early in the morning, to see his baby brother again. Yes, she might be tired right now, but it'll be worth it when she sees his face. She can rest later.
The Prussian looked up at the sudden of light change and she saw dark clouds covering the blue sky. "Oh no..", is all she said, before jumping quickly up on her horse and riding quickly now. It was going to rain heavily and she couldn't continue to wander if it started. Luck was by her side, since she was really close being back at home it didn't took long until she saw the familiar house. Her tired aka exhausted expression was quickly replaced with an excited one. As her eyes scanned the house she saw a small figure sitting at the front of the house, with a rather gloomy mood right now. A light chuckle escaped her, he was waiting for her and he was rather sad or even scared, that she wouldn't arrive due the weather conditions right now. Julchen has heard, that the weather was going to be bad here that's why she headed back early. Julchen, quickly jumped back down from the horse and let him go, knowing that the animal was familiar to this place and knows where he needs to go. Seeing Ludwig looking down at the found being distracted to notice her presence, she made her way to him quietly. Humming a tune, that she would sometimes sing to cheer him up. A large smile on her place features, her gaze not leaving him wanting to see all of his reactions, when he sees his sister is finally back.
( the lil' bean is so happy )
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Thundering equilibrium enwrapped the clouded scape above, the German glancing up towards the looming obstacle, his leer becoming depleted of optimism, "Brilliant," his barren tone echoed to the bellowing willows surrounding him, "now there is no potential for a fallacy to morph into reality." The rain began to fog crisp perception, the sight of the unpaved road dissipating into the pouring of the clouds, his hearing consumed from the pounding patter of cascading fall, and roaring discontent in the sky. Before the waning crescent moon became submerged in the ebony cover, he measured, with assumption, the height in which it rose, and predicted the time to be nearing 2 a.m. Had he been anticipating her arrival more idly than intended? Or had he miscalculated his original ideal of waiting until the peak of midnight? Ludwig turned his torso to view 'his' family's vacancy, glowering with dolefulness, aware of his baning presence. With the overwhelming elements, the lonesome child did not detect the arriving carriage; however, had the weather been more tranquil, the sound in which it emanated through the forestry would have aroused his focus.
Debating, he returned to his previous hunched state, and allowed the chilled cataract of downfall to engulf his stature, embracing the cooled warmth it provided, having sesated nothing comparable for a month. Irrationally informing himself, having no acknowledgement of the luring Prussian, "She's not going to come home, accept what you cannot dictate." Mud began to pool around his buried thighs, he rose to his feet and wiped the casting dribbles from his face, his bangs soaked, and clothes clinging, watered soil assisting in artificial glue. With the clasping implosion of a once partial scene, Ludwig made the decision to seek another location to somehow lull to sleep, the stir of jadedness weighing his blood carnaged eyes. Before he could pivot to the southern end of the household, the beautiful harmony of 'Three Little Horses," laced around him. He stood there with disbelief, though not angling himself to face where the tune radiated from, denying what may have been, the singular source of his sunken gleefulness.
He twitched with faith, and spun around, his once dull oracles illuminating winsomeness. His sights falling upon a rather delighted, but tiresome, Julchen. As if God granted his yearning wish, he bounded towards her with stride and embraced her legs, considering the height difference was rather predominant. "Julchen!" He expelled wth almost sorrowful elation, "You've returned! You're safe!" He nestled his face into her clothed thigh, his grasp on her strengthened, almost as if he unleashed her, she would seep away once more. No description could be dowsed in what the young representation was experiencing; his swelling merriment, jubilation, and ebbing crestfallenness over stimulating. Managing to reel in a portion of his enthusiasm, he pried himself off her, facial wise, and inquired with curiosity, "Are you alright? Could I get you anything? I apologize for my childish behavior, but," he clung to her, melancholy entwined in his tone, "I missed you." Seeing her well, and more vibrant than ever, made a rush of contentment radiate throughout his small body, and for the first time in the month of September, managing to forge a warm smile.
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barmherzig. My heart just melted.
The representative of the Kingdom Prussia was continuing humming Ludwig's favorite lullaby, as she took slow steps forward. Rain started to fall down from the dark clouds, hitting the albino woman and making her clothes and hair wet. Julchen didn't care if she was soaking wet right now and her clothes hugging her slim body, all she cared was seeing her baby brother and his reaction.
Knowing him, he was yearning for her to come back. He was counting the days down for her arrival. She was pretty sure that he expected her to be back at home before midnight, but she sadly delayed two hours. She would be on time, if there weren't people who either asked her for the way or asked for her help, most of them were elders. Knowing Julchen, she couldn't just say a simply 'no' and walk away from them. It would eat her alive afterwards.
Seeing the small blonde boy stop on his track and slowly turn around to see, who it was caused Julchen smile even bigger, if it was possible to do anyways. Julchen came into a halt, as she saw the youngest sibling run over to her, with his tights covered into mud. Laughing loudly and happily, after feeling his small body hugging her tightly. Julchen then bent down on his eye level and gave him a big smile, before she pulled him back into tight hug. "Silly, you don't have to apologize for acting childish, I find it cute. But if you find it childish, let me join you and say. I've missed you too, baby. " Giving his cheek a kiss, she picked him up and started to walk to their house, not wanting Ludwig to get sick, since it was raining heavily now. "And to answer your questions- Yes, I'm alright just tired from the trip back home and no I don't need anything. What I need is already here." She told him in a soft voice, pecking his forehead after seeing a warm smile on his pale features.
Julchen fished the key out of her pocket and unlocked the door. "So tell me, how are you? What did you do while I was gone?" She walked with Ludwig on her left arm inside the house, before closing the door behind her. Putting her keys on the shelf, she walked upstairs and to the bathroom. Ludwig was going to take a shower, because first he was dirty and stank and second because of the rain.
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[ Your heart shall melt more. ]
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With an indignant pout, he refuted with a sputter, "I'm not cute. I was only," he glanced off to the side with a tint of awkwardness, "accepting, a form of attachment, even if it is childish." His pale face seemed to blush another hue, but was shrouded from the ebony fall, resulting in spared dignity; consequently having reverted into such a state from the liberally utilized term 'baby.' Viewing the term as humiliatingly coddling, despite his secret fondness. Before he could separate from her and inquire more, having formulated to lead her inside, the small boy found himself securely raised from the muddied terrain, instinctively placing his hands on her shoulders with alert iceberg hues. His alertness seemed to ebb into drollness as his tension began to seep away steadily, his shoulders sliding from their inspective position, and his posture becoming lackadaisical. Immersed in their conversation, but not failing to acknowledge his elder sister's sly remark, he responded with a teasingly wise tone, "Yes, everything you need is here, such as food and shelter." At the questioning of his experience the recent months that have surpassed him, he gnawed the inside of his mouth, as if he were pondering what the truth was. With a moment of silence, noticing his withdrawal, he curtly murmured, "Fine," but then corrected himself, more confidence in his answer, "I am fine. Of course," he chortled with a slight stutter, "I, I was not doing much. Nothing that strayed from my n-normal schedule. That is no concern though, I am more so curious about your travels."
Noticing where they were destined to, he squirmed with anxiousness, "I will bathe tomorrow. There is a creek about 3.6 kilometers from our household. I would not want Gilbert to become wrathful if we use the rest of his collection. He already scolded me in the dawning hours for using his liter, I would not want you to experience the equivalent." Ludwig, concerned, then persisted on a former point in their exchange, having spectacled the Prussian's damp and weighed facial features, "While I may have returned a belligerent answer, I was not fluttering about the matter of attending to your needs." He pearched himself with properness and elevated himself enough to placed a chilled hand on her buccal, his thumb pressed with ease under her ruby colored orbitals, "You appear exhausted. I'm sure you have not rested for a fort's night. Bathing can be placed on pause, Julchen, I rather we focus on you." Although it may have appeared as a typical scenario, a child attempting to escape the vice of hygiene, the German's demeanor exposed the truthful layer of his endearment. Genuine intention defined as a merely fussed younger brother with the consciousness to accredit and analyze the distress of other's without obvious flare. Scowling, he attempted to dismount himself from her grasp, stubborn in his exhalation, "Let's change the focus, frivolous matters can be attended to later, such as bathing."
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barmherzig. Egg-scuse you, who allowed you to melt my heart?
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The Albino female and the young child on her arms, which was covered by her torn jacket that was all wet and muddy from ridding and the rain. A chuckle escaping her rosy lips, seeing how awkward the poor boy was with her calling a baby. It was a nickname from her to him, since he was her baby and would always stay a baby no matter how tall he would be later on. Like a mother, who didn't care that she was embarrassing his child on the public so was Julchen with Ludwig only it was between them. Julchen was grinning from ear to ear, not caring that the rain was pouring down heavily and blocking her view sometime along with her wet hair glued on her face and body. She giggled at his comment and said. "Actually I meant you, with everything that I need is here."
Asking him, about how he was doing the past month and noticing the strange behaviour of the kid, Julchen knew that something was wrong. He was resisiting for a bit and took awhile until he would answer, although every question she asks him would be answered immediately. With worry, she narrowed her eyes slightly, knowing fully what might habe happened. Yet she was going to ask him. "Tell me the truth. Did something happen, did Gilbert do something to you, while I was gone?" She ignored his question for her she would answer it later.
The white haired woman was shaking her head, as her grip tightened a little bit around his small body. Her eyes fixated on his blue huesy while saying. "No, you're going to use it. GilBert can't do anything to you, when I'm here. Also don't worry, I would say, that I used his liter. Besides it doesn't say reserved for Gilbert or his name at all on that liter." Julchen knew, that Gilbert would do something like that. She was or needed to go talk to him. An audible sigh came from the Prussian woman, knowing that this boy was going to be stubborn soon. "I'm fine Ludwig. Please let's make sure you take a bath. I don't want you to get sick, please." She asked him, feeling his small hands cuping her cheeks. "We can take care of myself, after you took a bath. Please? For me? I won't rest until I know you took a shower and won't be getting sick. My mind wouldn't rest." Julchen knew that she needed ro be careful now with her words, when she wanted things to go inside the stubborn boys inside his head to do something she wants. A small smile appeared on her pale face. "How about this, first we make sure you take a bathe and then if you want you can take care of me?" She asked patting his head.
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[ I gave myself permission, because no one can control me. >B0 ]
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Ludwig, resenting his inability to overcome his lackadaisical wit, once again, responded with deception, "No, Gilbert did not do anything abnormal when you were departed for your travels." Reaffirming a frontage of confidence, his demeanor evolved into one of refined forthrightness, to ensure his fall from truth did not seem implausible, "Gilbert, and the others, did not demonstrate anything unbeknownst to your acknowledgement, if that is considered fair fortune." While his verticality did not convey good faith, the body beneath his clothing foretold a contradiction, that paralleled his label of 'mundane,' to the label in which it should have been addressed, grotesque. "It was mere training the entirety of the two moons, and one escapade of scrimmage," he justified, as if attempting to foreshadow 'obvious' bruising and scabbed gashes, "that is the truth." While his truth was partial, and vague, it seemed the child had no interest in continuing the duration of the topic, by the withdrawnness he expressed on every word he lingered upon.
The German child retorted, "I will not become ill," an appearance of disbelief emerging due to his elder sister's factually based concern, "I am no longer a developing nation, Julchen, the declaration of our King stated that I am spared from being entitled a colonial subject of the Prussian Kingdom. Surely I wouldn't fall ill from harsher conditions for that reason alone. The men in our forces are subjected to conditions far more brutal than the rain I sat in for a mere moment, and they appear to handle the elements well. I am able to demonstrate the same resilience. How will I have the ability to structure resistance if I do not subject myself to the discomfort as well?" Seeming to forget his status of a child, Ludwig poised himself to standards of men, unable to understand the concept of what qualified a boy to be a man, what it was to develop into one, and how a child could not compensate for hastier adolescent development, despite the effort roused, and passionate desire. Nevertheless, Ludwig's age began to become transparent through his awry of stubbornness, as Julchen's plead of 'for me,' managed to grace his conscious. He did not want to disappoint her, or have her be subjected to belligerence when she had to endure an inordinate collection of opposers for two months, only to arrive home to another contumacious force.
Mellowing down from his rejection, he gripped his right arm and muttered with submission, "Alright, I will bathe, for you though! If it will put your mind to ease, I would not want you to lose sleep over something as frivolous as a bath. Nor would I want to be a reason for your grief." He acknowledged her manipulation, but Julchen was the only person who could use it towards him in a positive manner, and as such, he heeded her tactic, as any child would for their mother. The blonde began to unbutton his muddied white dress shirt, as he snorted with exuberance from her patting, his mood fluctuating into one of tease, a bit prideful he could negotiate a median between them, "I accept your offer," the physically aged five year old grinned with toothiness, "but you cannot go against the agreement." He pulled his arms from underneath his suspenders and then fully removed his shirt, revealing his bruised and cut flesh, but he paid no mind, having erased the thought from his pondering whilst experiencing a pleasant mood change.
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{{I feel like you and I are the only ones alive in the hetalia rp community xD }}
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barmherzig.
You just realize how much they mean to you by not talking for awhile.
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barmherzig.
Feeling used
But I'm
Still missing you
And I can't
See the end of this
Just wanna feel your kiss
Against my lips
And now all this time
Is passing by
But I still can't seem to tell you why
It hurts me every time I see you
Realize how much I need you
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((Oh my goodness. Your account is awesome! Wanna RP sometime?))
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Hi! Hope you don't mind I leave this here)
The tall Austrian starred at a female with long white hair, did he recognize her? Should he have recognize her? It wasn't until, he got closer to her and saw that it was the one and only Julchen as he sighed. His day was going so well, until he saw the female Prussian." Oh great... Another Prussian to Ruin why day." He said looking away, well that did come out rather rudely but it was Roderich what did you expect from him? As he sighed, looking at her ." Anyvay....How are you Julchen?" He said, trying to be polite.
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barmherzig. Hey there dear! Yes, of course I remember you. uvu Why shouldn't I? C:
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barmherzig. I'm here and I'm there, I am everywhere and nowhere. It's hard to catch me c; It's fine, just finished with school and now chilling my assignment off, how about you?? :33
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ooc. she's so beautiful... i love her
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barmherzig. Aaaa, who doesn't?
But let's talk about your babe, she is a true beauty there! I love Sakura ;w; ]
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ooc. she's so good
thank you... she is a babe i love my nyotalia girls
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"da. people can be very complicated indeed."
// where did you come from ivan
"it's very interesting, no?"
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{{ ; ; I have found you
Hello, love.
How have you been?
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barmherzig. AAAAAA, BBBBY
Haaiiii!
I'm fine just stressed with school, but either way I'm fine! How about you dear?
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Trash bag Jones.
//cries
hoi hoi
I know how you feel, I've had the same problem.
Which is why I've been on and off with this account.
Things are nice now, though.
I got new drawing pencils and I'm still a junior twinkie.
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