@Wubbrle-the-C-l-one I noticed it too, wrubble. Right after I got a “bad gateway error” pop-up. I waited for a while before i got in and VOILA: new boxes!

I’m back from the dead .w.

Wubbrle the [REDACTED] hey wrubble…i know we don’t know each other as well as others may have…but i just have something to say to you. Some folks may choose to hate you…and that’s their problem. not yours. Haters are going to hate, after all. From whatever little interactions we had, you’ve proven to be someone who knows how to make me laugh with your responses to certain posts and as someone who has a creative side that pops out when the opportunity comes. and even when talking about things irl, it’s like a breath of fresh air, even the serious ones.

i don’t want to drag on and on about it, but to put it short and sweet. there are some folks, even if they don’t say it, who like you having around. basically, if you leave, that means that the haters get what they want in the end. however, i can’t force you to stay, nobody can. That will be entirely up to you. I just wanted to tell you that i genuinely liked having you around whenever you popped up on a post i make.

I wish you all the best regardless, wrubble.

@Your-Local-Shadow-Simp …insert me slowly holding up a mouse

Ray, a drop of golden sun.
Me, a name I call myself.
Far, a long, long way to run.
Sew, a needle pulling thread,
La, a note to follow sew,
Tea, a drink with jam and bread!
That will bring us back to do oh-oh-oh!

music source? BAM:

Admirable Alliteration for the win! :D

This is a story about two children
One who hid to be heard
And another who ran to be remembered
I present to you “Kid & Leveret”
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh-oh-oh
Found in forgotten fields of flaxen
I was the leveret in hiding
Rowdy and rigorous, they reave and rally
There where the houses once stood
It used to be a kingdom for a foolish majesty
Then he put his hands over his ears and welcomed entropy
Came the undergrowth, overburdening before
What is left is a hamlet and the wails of yore
Found in forgotten fields of flaxen
I was the leveret in hiding
Rowdy and rigorous, they reave and rally
There where the houses once stood
Bam! Bam! Bam! Down the door and here I am
Beyond the cranny, "Come hither, " says the feathered lady
“Fare thee well to the hound that held your home”
Foreboding, farther off we’ll go
Found in forgotten fields of flaxen
I was the leveret in hiding (you were the leveret in hiding)
Rowdy and rigorous, they reave and rally
There where the houses once stood
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Her father was a doll maker
He taught her how to weave one’s movement
The marionette who took the thread
When the baron lost his head, oh
A spider, a spinner, believe her, she’s a mother
A woe of many morns, amidst a storm
She receives a knock on the door
A sight of silver and locks of gold
Kid among beast of metal and malice
I was real and she was alone
Bird among bears of bark and leaves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh (oh)
Found in forgotten
Bird among bears of bark and leaves
Found in forgotten
Bird among bears of bark and leaves
Found in forgotten fields of flaxen
I was the leveret (you were the leveret in hiding)
You are the lover where the yarrow grows (rowdy and rigorous)
I will be awakened, no longer I am puppeted (they rave and rally)
String from your instrument (there where the houses once stood)
Rather from her fingers, dearest though she was (found in forgotten)
She never saw me silent (fields of flaxen)
Silence, I won’t go far, I promise (I was the leveret in hiding)
Candles for a start, now here I am at my brightest (rowdy and rigorous)
Win or wound me with a kiss (they reave and rally)
Find me where the lark is (there where the houses once stood)
Find me where the yarrow grows (found in forgotten)
I will be awakened, no longer I am puppeted (fields of flaxen)
String from your instrument (I was the leveret in hiding)
Rather from her fingers, dearest though she was (rowdy and rigorous)
She never saw me at my brightest (they reave and rally)
However when that happens (there where the houses once stood)
Let us wander (away, oh)
Far from where we had once been strung
I can see you, not for your eyes
I can hear you’ve left me entwined
Where do we go? We’re running slow
From the house! From the hills!
To the fields! To the humming groves! (Ooh)
Oh, oh-whoa

For those who know, you know!

From six to one, the spell is spun
No time to run, the curse begun

The curse begun, but soon they’ll see
The buried truth will end with me

Kayalangford With Jax…you either hate him, love him, or both, or neither…he’s a mixed bag of everything.

Kayalangford Why thank ya kindly! U^U

Admirable Alliteration for the win! :D