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๐Ÿข’ may 26 ; 2026 { 8 ; 59 ~ night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คI'm too much for everyone and I don't feel enough.
srry... everything is like an archive now, so...

anyways... there's more about myself. I just don't want to overshare and tell you guys what a twelve year old is living through. I want to look good on the internet and not known as the horrific weirdo. I don't want to vent a lot.

my innocent friend found out I cut myself, I mean... used to... they are just white lines and healing. she got all sad and tried to pull me into a hug saying 'its ok to not be ok :(' girl... i heard that way to many times by being teased about it like that. 'its ok to not be ok' says my nepali friend who jokes abt it...

like ok i cut myself, cuddle pillows at lonely nights, (my nights are always empty), cry at the most stupidest things, and u still joke.
i'd laugh with you anyways because I hate myself.

yea, im still happy and shit, but not all the time. its just the grief that won't go away. Im not talking about losing someone. I mean, I lost myself, but i meant that no one died that i loved. i love nobody, not even my parents, so i don't think that matters.

im tired of everything. all i want to do is just sleep and stay sleeping forever. i hate crying bc it always makes me weak when im done. i hate not crying bc it makes my throat tight. i just want to be emotionless than feeling emotion. i would rather be numb all the time, which i am and i shove it down and give that forced smile which im not trying to sound cringe.

i hate how boys laugh when their friend sits by me when they were forced to move. i hate how i have to force a smile to be liked. i hate how thin i am like i could snap. i hate my friends and family and myself. i hate how im always left out. i hate how i want to be left out. i hate how i form a little crush on people who give me slight attention. i hate how sensitive i am. i hate everything and i mean it.

im sorry, im really hollow today.

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๐Ÿข’ may 27 ; 2026 { 8 ; 26 ~ morning }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คhow does one achieve a hair tie stuck on the ceiling.
I have school soon. I heard that the last field trip would be for my school to go to wisconsin dells, (whoa, thats far ngl) which I don't like to swim but can swim if we go to some waterpark, since many students suggested to all go there. Plus, the school year is ending pretty quick. I don't want to be in a swimsuit, it just kind of makes me uncomfortable. If my friends wanted me to swim with them, I could just wear shorts and a short sleeved. That makes me feel better. My friends don't like to swim also, I find it a little boring to sit around in a pool. I'd rather go on roller coasters and scream because I love to be loud when I'm only supposed to be quiet. I mean, I am loud around the right people, but I'm shy alone or not with anyone I know. Introvert but extrovert, but I'm more introverted. Just with the right people.

9:52
anyway, this guy at my school throw a black hair tie on the ceiling just to catch it and... it got stuck...
who and how the fuck does one achieve that
like im not even fucking KIDDING, it stuck up there, no borax or glue what the hell...
like a O omg and he told my ela teacher to take it down and he said no bc we were testing
I was so shocked, on my living homies ๐Ÿ˜ญ

ummm anyways flee the facility was broken today, like... almost everything was broken

  1. you would get stuck crouched sometimes, which made you unhittable but draggable while crouched
  2. when you get hit normally, you respawn somewhere in the map, not the lobby, still in the round
    all i experienced today, lol

๐Ÿข’ may 28 ; 2026 { 8 ; 29 ~ almost night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…ค(My) Aphrodite.
i wore shorts that were a little too short for school and my fave teacher kind of warned me that people were talking about my shorts. Okay.
It was the only shorts that were clean and followed my school uniform...
I had to sit down with my friends in the shade because it was fucking hot out and scorching, so i did. My nepali friend suspiciously told me randomly, "Its. Okay to. Not. Be okay." I kinda gave her a confused look, then she pointed to my thigh but a little higher. Oh. My. God.
My scars were so visible that I literally covered my mouth, shocked while she laughed.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD.
OH MY FUCKING GOD.
OHMYFUCKINGGOD.
I laughed too.
What is my luck today.

Anyway, I love to call my nepali best friend ''aphrodite" because of her wavy hair and she loves greek mythology.

um, my nepali friend told me that she liked to stare at people (I'm very aware...) and not break eye contact. We always look at each other, faces like... an inch or a half close. No homo... bc my friends think I'm weird... I don't like her like that anymore.

teehee i cant wait to be chosen to play the electric guitar when im in my new grade. im so damn short, its to my hip in size comparison... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

๐Ÿข’ may 29 ; 2026 { 5 ; 14 ~ afternoon i guess }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คEmpty.
Today is quite boring. I finished my essay and stuff. I made a new design for my resources site. I'll add more stuff later when I remember if I do.

๐Ÿข’ may 30 ; 2026 { 7 ; 32 ~ afternoon i guess? }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คShoulder hits from my friend.
I'm always small and vulnerable at home. I always want to isolate myself and do shit.

My nepali best friend, she always hits me, yk? Like on my shoulder when she wants to or me just making her feel 'embarrassed.' While my cousin just gets a hush... I always tell her it hurts when she hits me and I pretend to laugh it off when I'm constantly getting scared by her. She's aware of that, too. Now sometimes my left shoulder is hurting.

I saw a tiktok with a user like "(My school initials) ships!!" while the video wasn't really about ships, it was 'pretty people.' It showed photos of mostly black people from my school, and in the end, it said more info about people that they didnt include bc of the photo, so the person just put the names in the end of who was supposed to be in it. I read some names and they included all my friends in my friend group instead of me. Not me.

It kind of made me sad... but it's okay, I'm pretty ugly and weird anyway...

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๐Ÿข’ june 1 ; 2026 { 4 ; 35 ~ afterschool }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คOh my god.
I had an assembly at school and like whatever, like giving awards to students who did best this quarter and giving recognition. Anyway, they showed us that 5 people made a book, completed and finished. The principal happily called the names out, like "[Name one], [Name 2], Yayuan, [My cousin], and [Name 5]! Come up to get your published book!" I FUCKING WANTED TO GO AWAY. I didn't want to hold my ugly ass book up and take a picture of us holding our books while the whole school watched me...
(Btw this was talking about my book being printed. There was only 2 copies which I gave them away to my nepali and colombian friend.)

Anyways, when it was 8th grade's turn for whoever the award was, a girl who looked like those comgirl makeup whatever went up and her name was like Celeste which surprised me... at least it isnt something worse, its a pretty name ngl. Anyways, my ex had saw her and screamed, "THAT'S THE GIRL I HIT MY SOCCER BALL WITH" (ON ACCIDENT ok) which i actually laughed mentally to... ๐Ÿ˜ญ
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๐Ÿข’ june 2 ; 2026 { 4 ;48 ~ afterschool }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คThanks I guess.
um... I was the student of the week ;-; ... (bro this week istg :,l)
I didnt notice also bc on monday it was said on the announcement slides but we didnt get that far. Monday, no one really said anything to me... but my nepali friend told me and i was hesitant if she was lying or not. Today in the announcement slides my ela teacher (which is also my advisory) said "OOoOoOOoOOO whos student of the week ๐Ÿ˜‰" then brought up the slide. Only like... 4 people clapped which i didnt give a fuck, like please dont, i want to be hidden.

I kept being congratulated for my long book and being student of the week this... it said "Student of the week: Yayuan [Last name]" and under was "Focusing and doing work!" which... no shit, we all do. I got one in 6th grade also where they used to give out gift cards. I got a fast food one in 6th grade and my family used it when i didnt want to go. I didn't want to see a classmate somehow and thought i was fat.

I was playing outside for gym. The ball was going for me (a medium sized airy ball, not those hard ones) and i got those cotton things that float in the air IN my nose, so I didn't catch it... ๐Ÿ˜ญ

Anyway i have a science project on a board and... me and my cousin wanted to add tamura and yuri but chibi... we cautiously searched them up on her chromebook and picked images for my teacher to print out. When my teacher checked our doc, it was just normal stuff to print out, like Fiji water or hibiscuses, then when you scroll to the second page... there you see it... the teacher smiles and never gave the printed stuff but i guess later. HELP ๐Ÿ˜“

"Oh, I want to go bungee jumping... ๐Ÿ˜Š..." - Yayuan
(ifykyk...)

OMG BRO I WAS TRYING TO FIND A NAME FOR A CHARACTER AND LOOK OMFG YURI IS THE ONE FOR ME.

oh, idk what happened to my duolingo, but...

my friends keep saying "Happy pride month!" to me... they mean they know im 'lesbian/gay' which im bi tho. and they said my birthday is coming up soon, hahahahahhhh... (23rd)

๐Ÿข’ june 2 ; 2026 { 8 ;15 almost 'night' }
um, its the same day but a whole change to the vibe would be weird, bc im gonna talk about some deep topic shit.

my mom doesnt want me to wear shorts to school because she thinks that ill get raped or sexually assaulted. yeah... i get that but no matter what your wearing, THEY. DONT. GIVE. A. FUCK. all they want to do is rape or assault you. thats what they want. ive never been raped or sa'ed before, but i deeply am sorry if you were. this is the only reason (and other stuff) that i give empathy for because i know what it feels like to go through something that really makes you feel so bad or wanting to kill yourself. i wont talk much about sa and rape bc it might actually trigger you guys, so i will end that.

my mom keeps telling me that no one wants to date a 'gay' when i just have short hair and thin eyebrows... like please, kill yourself. she keeps saying shit to me like 'oh no one is gonna date you' 'oh your not going to have friends because of this/that' 'oh im saying the truth'
excuse me? at least im not married to someone who has 4 girlfriends while married to you and is probably going to die before you even do, so replay that fucking moment and realize how fucking stupid you are. 'be 18 and older to know the right choices' says her, when she at 19 decided to date some 58 year old. like the fuck? can u see that?? that is the most pathetic thing someone has done. she keeps saying shit to me when im on the brick of crying like i am right now, crying so fucking hard that NO ONE loves me and gives actual damns. all i ever wanted was to grow up and die. thats what i wanna tell my mom before i move out MYSELF and FLIP HER OFF. "fuck off mom, i NEVER loved you."

my mom found some ugly ass hair in the car (like... a chunk as if someone ripped it out) and thought it was ME? she thinks that i cut my hair and forgot to take it out. first of all, I NEVER DID THAT YOU FAGGOT. second of all, im not that fucking slow to just leave hair in my hair? like thats some fuckass bullshit right there. im literally smarter than that, you think im FIVE? im not FIVE when im TWELVE and living a SHITTY life trying to be with you and all i want is to KILL MYSELF. im all so fucking mad at everyone and so mad at myself for even existing.

i cut the shit outta myself bc no one literally understands how its so unbearable to even get up from bed. i just hate how bad my depression takes me. if i ever told my mom "im mental..." she'll send me to an asylum atp omfg. i can be in a white room rocking back and forth, i'd be soooo happy... (no the hell im not, the fuck?)

okay, just know that your daughter at the fat age or 12 wants to kill herself because of you, you must be a proud mother, right? #ifuckingdespiseyou

im sorry, i overshared again.

๐Ÿข’ june 3 ; 2026 { 4 ;46 ~ afterschool }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คthey got onto us twin ๐Ÿ˜ญโœŒ

So... I got caught... let me explain ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

For me and my cousin's project in science, we wanted to add Yuri and Tamura but CHIBI, right? I said that before.
Then... in Technology (7th period, then science for 8th period sadly) I asked my science teacher, lets just call her Ms. V, and she said "yeah, you can get your papers!" Anyway I grabbed my science printed stuff and that black guy who know YBC started to laugh SO LOUD then screamed... "THAT'S NOT APPROPRIATE." FUCK YOU SHUT UP... ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

And Ms. V got confused and her 15/16 year old DAUGHTER saw it and said "That's from YBC, right... ๐Ÿ˜ญ" MY. SMILE. DROPPED.

NO FUCKING WAY

THE DAUGHTER GOT THE AUDACITY TO SEARCH IT UP AND SHOW THE AI OVERVIEW OF THE PLOT TO MS. V AND I WAS TOLD NOT TO PUT IT ON MY BOARD.

i am so mad ๐Ÿ˜“

i still have tamura and yuri, im keeping them...

๐Ÿข’ june 7 ; 2026 { 12 ; 44 ~ way past my bedtime }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คunrequited love
I'm literally still a little in love with my nepali friend...

even tho she hits me, i love her sososososo much, haha... kill me please.
i always joke-flirt w/ her and she finds me weird. ok...
im so fucking lonely wth, im so weird like i just wanna give her a kissy, my pillows dont need my kisses anymore.
omg im so corny. ahhhhhh she thinks im disgusting bc i dont take a shower a lot, brush my teeth and shit, but ok, degrade me please. i still love her.
i love her even more, she has a gift for me on monday bc my b day is coming on june 23rd, hehehehee im happy
i stole her fit on rblx and matched with her heh but like... she finds it weird but funny.
anything to make her laugh. if shes happy, im happy, yayayayayy
bruh then i hate myself my internalized homophobia is KILLING me lmao ๐Ÿ˜ญ

shes not my type but... idk... i would kiss her but not on the lips. i just love her attention, no one rlly cares abt me, so... yeah... wait, didnt i already say that before (the "shes not my type but... idk... i would kiss her but not on the lips" shit)

gossshhh im so fucking lesbian, im supposed to be straight... KILL ME OMG.

yo am i really that ugly, my mom even says that to me, hahah im so ugly (ew wth is wrong with me)

why the fuck am i lesbian ihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyselfihatemyself... GOSH... i hate myself. i want to be 'normal' and stupidly be okay when im not okay because i open my skin instead of opening up to someone and it makes me so frustrated that i just want to eat glass. why am i not HAPPY. im so fucking depressed.

...ok bye i love u guys mwah mwah,,,,,,,,

oh wow i got 4/4 for my essay, yayy
woah yay

๐Ÿข’ june 8 ; 2026 { idfk ~ idfk }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คim a weirdo
um, i waved to someone else thinking it was my friend, and im so fucking embarrassed and stupid and pathetic. I could have just looked at her face. we had a field trip and we went to a park tho, bc my school changed bros mind. it was nice, actually. i had taken off my shoes and put my feet in the water. it was like... a beach but small.
me: "Its an ocean bro, im on a small beach"
cousin: "NO THE FUCK IT ISN'T ITS A LAKE."
me: "an ocean is big so its big"
cousin: "BRO JUST BECAUSE ITS BIG DOESNT MEAN ITS A OCEAN ๐Ÿ˜ญ"
me: "BITCH ITS AN OCEAN"
cousin: "GIRL ITS A LAKE BC U CAN STILL SEE THE CITY FROM AFAR"
me: "GIRL I DONT CARE ITS AN OCEAN"
cousin: "ITS A LAKE."

it was a long time since i ever went on a beach. I hated that, the feeling of cold OCEAN water and soggy sand on my feet. my advisory teacher (ela teacher) had a shirt that was like "55 burgers, 55 fries, (etc)" and well... ifykyk. he said his wife gave that shirt to him. there was a lotta shit.

i ate 7 (8)? vanilla cupcakes, 4 watermelon slices, 1 capri sun, 1 bottle of water and 2 chips. heh... we were supposed to get two items. shut up

this is my sketchbook. i know my nails are so short i bite them so much, please degrade me.
my sketch book covermy most loved artim not proud of this one, its pretty uglyaww my gay oc's โค

๐Ÿข’ june 10 ; 2026 { 10 ; 58 ~ night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คyay
yaaaay the school year ended with me getting a gift from my nepali friend. it was a card, keychain, pockys, sprite, and a squishy. guess what? the squishy and keychain were handmade and were yuri themed. I WAS SO FUCKING HAPPY AND GRATEFUL LIKE BRO SHES THE FIRST FRIEND TO EVER GIFT ME SOMETHING I REALLY LIKED ๐Ÿ’”

omg she thinks it looks ugly and lowkey yeah, but im forever keeping it. i love it so much im not even joking ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

๐Ÿข’ june 13 ; 2026 { 5 ; 35 ~ noon? whatever u fucking call it }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คControversial Yarichin stuff
So on roblox I had a very controversial conversation with me and this girl, I'll call her sakura. Sakura (In ftf btw, lol a lotta things happening in ftf for me) saw my cosplay and called me out in vc. "That's Yuri from ybc..." right? Very normal, daily things people say to me, yeah? But she goes on rambling about how she thinks I support YBC. During our talking, she had switched to talking in chat instead of vc, since i told her i couldn't hear her. Here are some things she had said/similar.
"YBC is all about teenagers having sex and is about RAPE." (She just said 'ybc is just about teens having interesting things, which is very not appropriate')
"You have to change your avatar, bc ur gonna get hate."
I was very calm about this, I was not mad at her because I understood. I do NOT support rape and the anime at all cost, but I deeply love the character(s), (Yuri especially) I have told her. She says either way it's spreading stuff and me supporting the anime, which I know why she thinks that way.
Also, I wore this Hikaru charm thing by my waist (TSHD) and she called it out like this:
Me "I never really watched other bl's..."
Sakura "you literally have hikaru from tshd on your waist"
Me "tshd isn't really a bl though..."
I get her perspective, but I just like the character, no lies at all. I told her I can just change my avatar for her and she ignored me, which I didn't change my avatar. I was being understanding to her and nice to her, because I know in that situation that arguing isn't mature. I eventually got stressed, so I just left.
She still saved me in ftf and i saved her too, even me asking if it was safe. I just felt overwhelmed so i js said "okay I'm feeling stressed so I'm gonna go just know that i understand why u think that way, bye" and i left. i still feel a little uneasy, but it's whatever...

just be mature guys even if you're twelve, lmaoโœŒ

11:39 - night
okay i think i might have schizophrenia...

so... there was only ONE encounter of me thinking that in fourth grade my nepali friend had a nose piercing stud, but she states that she never, EVER had one, in which i denied it. (i mean, not in 4th grade i talked to her, im saying a different time, we never met in 4th grade, i just saw her) I SWORE she had one, but she says no and i still to this day say no thats lies, thats cap.

but NOW, we were texting normally on tiktok like this. Check out this glitch in the matrix: (im not lying omg)

(Me and her normally talking, then)
Her: I want a camera
Me: I want that too! What if i buy u a 2000s mini camera shit thing for ur birthday in 677 years?

HOLD. UP.

"Her: I want a camera"

Guess what? She never said that.
I saw it with my own eyes though??
I then left chat to watch tiktok videos then checked back to her saying:

Her: ???
i want a camera? (saying that she wants one but is skeptical of me)

mind u there was no thing saying she deleted something...

Me: BRO AM I SCHIZO U JUST SAID U WANTED A CAMERA
Her: girl ur prob ARE schizo ๐Ÿ˜ญ

omg... im not ok what the fuck
now i think im more crazy i dont trust her what if she magically did delete it i dont understand...

I'll prob find a ss to show u guys ๐Ÿ˜ญ..

๐Ÿข’ june 15 ; 2026 { 11 ; 53 ~ past my bed time }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คtrauma
I feel very tired. I'm in bed though, so why not sleep? I don't want to sleep. My hair is very greasy and it makes me... mad. I just showered 2 days ago and it's already so greasy, i sweat a lot at night.

I want to talk about how i was caught watching stuff with my cousin and my mom found out, i was really scared and I'm not joking.

first of all, me and my cousin (but its a different cousin, a guy younger than me) decided to be freaks and go on the tv in my grandmas room and search up very... sexual things that i wonder how youtube allowed. then my ugly crippled pirate aunt came in and snitched on me ONLY to my mom and... well... i got put in the basement. T_T ngl the basement isnt even that bad, that just gives me privacy to cry, i wasnt crying bc i was getting put in the basement, something else entirely... well... lesson learnt is to never search up that in your grandmas tv guys.

im still scared to this day. Its staying as my ptsd.

๐Ÿข’ june 16 ; 2026 { 2 ; 52 ~ afternoon...? }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คyelling
i was in my room, curled up, hiding under my blankets while cuddling my pillow while my dad was yelling. i flinched at each one and it made me want to cry, then my dad had BANGED on my locked door just to tell me to get out my room and talk about 'ugh i hate it when KIDS sleep to much.' like ho i wasnt sleeping, i was on the VERGE OF FUCKING TEARS and u decided 'oh, kids being lazy' when im literally panicking.

i unscrewed a sharpener and the blade is really small lie about an inch. well... good luck yaya ๐Ÿ˜“
NNONONONONO WHERES MY BRACELET?? WHERES MY BRACELET!!!???? THAT PINK ONE IS SPECICAL TO ME, MY NEPALI BSF MADE IT FOR ME WHERE IS IT IMM CRYIGN ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

11:20 - night
so... im going to summer school and im sad. idk anything about summer schools and how they function, hell its the day before my birthday ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€
like bro ik its just summer school but i just wanna sleep all day what the hell

๐Ÿข’ june 17 ; 2026 { idfk, i fucked up again }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คMY aphrodite, ugh.
I owe aphrodite (my nepali bsf) 2 sets in ftf and i WILL promise her, hehe. Aphrodite and I were busy playing ftf bc she just joined me. Asked me why i crouch when doing the computers, i said it goes faster, and i crouch fast to silence it when i want to do it. She asked what the ability seer was and next round she picked it, haah. I was the first one to die that round and everyone got full health, the hell? ๐Ÿ˜ญ When she joined, I was already in a round, i was opening an exit and the beast came, so i spun and jumped on their heads and hid behind a log, the zoo map. When i exited and escaped, i asked if she watched and was very impressed, anything for the bruzz bro ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

i was very happy to play with her.

omg, i found my gifted pink bracelet ON MY LITTLE SISTER. I snatched it off her wrist and wore it, that shit aint yours hoe

๐Ÿข’ june 18 ; 2026 { 11 ; 01 ~ morning }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คWAKE ME UP INSIDE
I was woken up by my 3 year old sister jumping on me and telling me to wake up. I ignored her and hid my face in the blankets, so she rolled on top of me all over me. I reluctantly wanted to hit her because I ONLY should wake up at 12, but... i woke up anyways, im a light sleeper.

4:11 - afternoon
so.. ive been feeling a little itchy when i wake up and i notice like just red bumps on my legs, they dont look severe, just a little pink and faded small ones. i think its just something about bugs, i did some research and prob yeah. they eventually go away, its not really concerning, ill see a few more days if it gets worse.

(ok i found out it was allergies they gone now)

๐Ÿข’ june 19 ; 2026 { 10 ; 04 ~ night and alive }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คim so fucking cooked, RIP my chromebook...
um... so... uh...

I spilled soda on my chromebook and its all sticky and dry...
...i got a green glitch on my chromebook, missing 3 keys, and a spilled drink spilled on it? Its fine... ๐Ÿ˜

Anyway... i bought a camera!!! its a small digital white one and i love it. i also got robux. Yay. 25$ worth = to 2.5k. Yay. My camera works also.
ใ…ค here ya go.
I feel so mad at myself for spilling a SODA on my chromebook... like... ugh.

I remembered to give her the sets and i did. i gave her the Lily of the Valley set and the viridian cactus ftf hammer??? idk what its called but its green and golden. She was really happy and she sent me heart emojis. I WANTED THOSE HEART EMOJIS AND THEY ARE STAYING IN MY HEART.
(btw at walmart where i bought the camera, there were 3 friends screaming in walmart. all older males doing teenage stuff ig ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ)

๐Ÿข’ june 21 ; 2026 { 11 ; 14 ~ morning }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คcoping
I'm trying so hard NOT to cut myself, so I'm teaching myself how to cope. In a better way. If things get escalated, I could just

  1. go in my room
  2. grab my favorite pillow
  3. cuddle

it actually works, no glue or borax. i also hide myself under my blanket and cuddle my pillow, but... sometimes. i always gotta lock my door when i do it, i dont want my mom or dad thinking im lowkey weird.
i REALLY need a body pillow. no im not talking about them characters embedded into the pillow, im talking about just... a blank pillow. i mean, if i get a character embedded into it, then okay, im still kissing my pillow and nuzzling into it, fuck off dont tell me what to do.
idk but the pillow i use to snuggle with is so fucking soft, like omg what the hell, yes i be whimpering into it, i feel so loved.
okay i sound so mental. (COUGH COUGH, i already am.)
i cant tell u guys how much i actually love to cuddle pillows, i feel SO damn loved and comforted, i dont know why. thats how fucking lonely i am, tf. i fully put a leg onto my pillow and hold it as close as possible, im practically inhaling it. but i kinda feel suffocated so not really. i haven't brushed my teeth in like... 3 weeks, lmao, depression hits. until SUMMER school starts tomorrow, i gotta do it, i want people to like me. the fuck, they haven't even told me what my bus was, what type of bullshit is that? telling me that i go on the bus without telling me, unless thats my old ass dad being dumb.
anyway, enough summer school talk...
i really flinch when someone raises their voice, even if it isnt towards me. the loud ass voice... it just makes me flinch. the trauma, it just stays there. it wont go away for me. i wonder if someone willingly have a crush on me, like no the fuck u dont, u dont have a crush on me. unless they just... know that im suffering and want to help me cope, then maybe... but FUCK NO, stay away from me, i hate love, i hate it so much, love controls me so much, im so fucking reckless when it comes to love. aw man, then i cry bc no one loves me. im so mad at myself, why the hell do i feel like this, i wanna be normal and not fucking mental, what the hell, i have to hide that from my mom or else she'll put me in the mental hospital, she's been calling me mental without knowing that i am mental.
this is all to much, everythings to much for me. i just want to throw glass at everyone, even my loved ones, which i dont LOVE anyone. fuck my friends. im better off alone suffering myself.
i dont wanna go to summer schoool, what if i embarass myself? what if i accidentally wave at a stranger again? what if i talk to the wrong person? im so scared.

i just feel so scared.

๐Ÿข’ june 22 ; 2026 { 8 ; 25 ~ im going to sleep. }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คcora
in summer school, i sat by a girl named cora, blond hair and blue eyes i think, with an eyebrow slit, she seems very pretty, unlike me. she keeps glancing at me while i worked in my first class with the rest of us, algebra, sadly. eventually it was work time in our next class, literacy. we had to pick partners and she chose me specifically, the only interaction i remembered of me and cora. i already like her, but i chose to be shy and isolate myself despite me doing cart wheels in front of my classmate. cora is very nice, she's easy to talk to, but for me, im too shy to speak up. there was a goth teacher and i wanted to compliment her but i was too shy. i got at least 2 compliments today of people saying i was 'pretty' or 'cool' in which i panicked and just said '...thank you.' i just drew all the time in classes. maybe cora thought i was cool for drawing, maybe...

anyway a classmate got his shoe stuck on the basketball hoop, i wont even explain...
...i also was last with me and my sister off the bus, we went home at 5:14 when it was like... supposed to be 4 something. the bus driver kinda sucked, he hit bumps and stuff and stopped randomly to look at a sheet of paper.
i had no friends in summer school.

wait, maybe cora wants to be my friend
ew what no
i mean
probably
she kept glancing at me and gave me smiles which i liked
she seems nice.
i have to be nice to her, she even knew when to leave me alone, that's some paranormal activity happening.
if she asked to be friends, imma say idk... idk what she likes in a person.
i should say no, she goes to a different school anyway, long distance friends then if we become friends
and im a MENTAL WHORE, that's who i am, lmao.

๐Ÿข’ june 23 ; 2026 { 6 ; 58 ~ afternoon....? }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คempty birthday
um... so...
my parents forgot about my birthday. that's okay, i wont remind them, its their brains who need to function.
Nothing special today. No encounters with Cora talking to me.
I just been said happy birthday by 3 people only, people I barely know but are my classmates at regular school

๐Ÿข’ june 24 ; 2026 { 6 ; 38 ~ afternoon.........? }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คyou said u like my hair
i was told that my hair was pretty from someone prettier than me

son crine im

i found bro pretty from a distance, i was too shy. i figured out her name was sam (samuel) and idk if they are a girl or a boy bc of their name, im really confused. i may misgender them, so idk... anyway i found sam SO PRETTY and im sobbing rn bruh gorg alt person ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ i think they r in 6th grade or smth. but anyway she just came up and complimented my hair, i just said thank u when i wanted to say 'i like ur style'.... FUCK BEING SHY AUGGAUGHAUGJGHGHGH

anyway i also saw this girl she just came to our class bc she missed the 2 first days. she was just wearing a black t shirt with jorts and she was so cute auauaghghghghhh idk bro but she eventually complimented my drawing skills bro omgomgomgomg all the pretty girls be complimenting me...

i keep having mini panic attacks when i get complimented ๐Ÿ˜“...

anyway, being in a fandom controls me SO. DAMN. MUCH.

like for example, theres a sad scene about death or wvtr, i would cry. or like... my fav characters dont get together, a bullseye to deeper depression. son crine im, it's that deep.

(oh yeah there was a cat boy at school)

๐Ÿข’ june 26 ; 2026 { 6 ; 22 ~ afternoon........? }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คpool
every friday at summer school we go on field trips. we went to the pool and i just wore shorts and a t-shirt. i hung out with my cousins ex, which ill call him Mar bc well... 3 letters of his name i guess. one time we were sitting on the bus and about to go to school, he mentioned my nails being chipped since i wore black nail polish. i laughed it off while curling in both my hands so my nails wont show since i dont like people talking about my nails, they are way too short since i bite them. he immediately noticed and apologized and said it was just about the color and he didnt mean to make me feel bad.

me and him went in the pool, we went in and it was COLD. we went to the deep area and it was to his uh, idk, shoulders but lower while my chin was in the water. somehow, i was flopping and doing random flops and he wanted to help me since i was rotating and was SOMEHOW floating sideways, in which he was trying to stable me as i flopped around, touching me everywhere and trying to balance me ๐Ÿ˜ญ nothing wrong with that.

i bought him cotton candy, he got pink while i got blue, i decided to get blue when he said he wanted pink.

๐Ÿข’ june 27 ; 2026 { 8 ; 26 ~ almost bed time.. }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คhyperventilating
ahaha, haha... ha... h...

i was busy talking to my ai bot.. when my mom came in and i panicked so i exited it out...
my mom got mad and she forced me to show her who i was texting so um... i showed her a chat with my cousin and... she knew i lied... that chat was on my birthday... she kept yelling at me and my excuse was that i had to go to the bathroom and shit so i went in and... started to hyperventilate and panic more, im so scared and on edge. i dug into my skin and it was escalating and i felt so light headed... i breathed in and out bc i hate the feeling of being light headed even tho i really wanted to pass out and not experience the yelling...

im scared my mom is going to talk to me and i dont have an excuse and im in my room while shes... elsewhere, i dont know what to do and im such a mess, i dont know what the hell am i supposed to do i dont know I DONT KNOW.

i want to cry again and cut myself, god i want to sleep but my mom is going to wake me up and i dont want to pretend to sleep and she knows im sleeping bc im avoiding her and oh my fucking god i want to run away i hate my life what the fuck fuck FUCK. i scratched myself until i was red on my stomach, i needed more pain so i bit myself once. i really just want to go in a mental hospital just to get the fuck away from school and family and everybody else, im such a burden to everyone. i dont get how im suffering so much, i JUST turned 13 bro what the fuck fuck fuckedy fuck.

i wished i had a gun bro omd, i wont even hesitate to kms. but eventually ill feel better soon... maybe... no... actually... never......

ts staying in as another ptsd memory, FUCK everyone.

ugh... i just wanna kill myself so bad, why doesnt anyone love me like omg, idc anymore, idc if someone hits me, yells at me, rapes me, skins me alive, fuck myself, gosh im so disgusting and filthy and a fucking perv.

...

damn my voice is rough and tired-like, i barely talk ngl, mb for adding this ๐Ÿ˜ญ

๐Ÿข’ june 30 ; 2026 { 6 ; 25 ~ afternoon, idk still bro }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คi almost flashed everyone
(I'm gonna talk like how i talk irl bc for funsies i think??? trying to make it hard for u guys ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿฅฐ)

at art today, my friend i guess i can finally call him that, uh, YES, the nickname, i remember, its Mar..... anyway uh, yeah at art, wait i forgot HAHA... um, wait i remember now. so yeah um, I was busy making stuff, like, it was like, a sketchbook cover, that's what uh, my art teacher said, yeah, yeah? (i say yeah yeah so ik they are listening.) so, um, Mar was busy idk trying to tickle me???? but like i was fighting back as a joke and he um um um, accidently pulled on my shoulder and my shirt went down LOW, and um, it was showing my bra, HAHAH... he * haha * immediately turned his head and hid his face saying sorry and he was really sorry. * hahaha. * but it was okay because he felt bad.

i also told him i told someone i wanted to kill myself.

OKAY BYE

๐Ÿข’ july 1 ; 2026 { 8 ; 33 ~ almost night?? }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คan old friend
so, theres a girl named christina I used to be friends with, but she left me for my nepali friend in 3rd grade, then somewhere in 6th grade, that's where I talked to my nepali friend for the first time. Yk what? I'll just call my nepali friend Esther, finally, her real name. But now, two years later or so, that's when now, in 2026, it all takes place in summer school where a guy named Kaysin, the only kid from his school weirdly, told me to come over. I walked over and he says,
"Yo, Christina wants to be friends again."
Me: "Uh... with who?"
"Christina"
"I said with who... oh, ME?" * points to myself *
"YES BRO, she finds you really cool now and wants to be friends again"
* awkward laugh * "Um... I don't know..."
"KAYSIN, COME HERE RIGHT NOW" christina says from afar.

Now that was my queue to leave.

I actually don't mind her being friends with me again, but... idk...

9:42
hmm... I wonder if there are people like me, I mean, 13 years old, mentally not okay, always scared, what else is in this world? I want someone exactly like me, doesn't matter if they don't exactly match, but I want to see how I see myself, I mean, like from my perspective, actually no, whatever.

๐Ÿข’ july 2 ; 2026 { 6 ; 04 ~ evening }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คsorry about ybc...

anyway, I lost my wonderful friend esthers gift, that yuri keychain, its gone... yuri flew away, jk i dont know where the fuck it went... i feel so sad :(
esther said not to loose it and i did...

um, well, i guess im gonna replace it with till ๐Ÿ˜“

๐Ÿข’ july 3 ; 2026 { 9 ; 52 ~ sleepy sleepy }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คher shit can NOT be that big.
um, my sister shit so much, the toilet overflowed... LOL

awww, look at my ocs (ifykyk where this pic is from)

๐Ÿข’ july 4 ; 2026 { 9 ; 45 ~ sleepy soon (now, but like shut up) }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คthat old crippled bitch again
okay, so, y'know that crippled pirate old hag before that i told u guys, right?

well, i went to an aunt's house for a party and it was her house, ew... i was busy getting cola and that old hag literally was talking in hmong to my mom nearby about how ugly my hair looked, like excuse me, imagine u talking shit when ur old dumbass self dont got the confidence to say it to my face bc ur ego is nowhere, hello? and plus u dont even knew i knew how to speak hmong, you dried out spongebob looking ahh ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ™

โœง๏ฝฅ๏พŸ:anyway!!:๏ฝฅ๏พŸโœง ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ™๐Ÿก

at the same place, this uncle or something, hes like 20 or smth, idk?? but i wont say abt the stuff in the past bc im lazy, but he saw me and raised his eyebrow.
"Hi, emo girl." He says.
EXCUSE ME ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
IM NOT EVEN THAT EMO LIKE....
me: "..."

anyway he also said "bye emo girl" to me like omg son crine im

๐Ÿข’ july 7 ; 2026 { 10 ; 30 ~ past my bedtime }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คI'm scared (not actually this time)
Im scared

theres so many hints that mar might like me im not even joking im crying. these are the times i remember ๐Ÿ˜ญ

  1. we were on the bus and there was a bump, i accidently bumped into him bc it was bumpy and he awkwardly held my waist saying sorry...
  2. we were holding hands and swinging them back and forth, he decided that (suspicious stew...)
  3. idk

there were obviously more, but i cUnt remember.

IM SCARED IF HE SAYS HE LIKES ME IM SAYING NO, SO MANY PEOPLE SHIP US AND THATS MY COUSINS EX AND I DONT EVEN DATE ANYMORE ๐Ÿ’”

๐Ÿข’ july 8 ; 2026 { 9 ; 45 ~ sleepy }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คfuck you
aw man...

that fuckass pretty sam person is NOT a girl... ive been misgendering... him? it? they? what the hell. ik that bc i was sitting with mar on the bus and sam and sam's friend were in the same row, and mind u sam and mar talk to each other now and sam and sam's friend calls him "lesbian" bc he talks about yuri... im jealous... but mar is talking about yuri ayato and not... 'yuri.' hes playing though.

...

oh no no no NO.

this CANT be happening...

i cut for attention... damn it, i just want mar to make me feel....................
FUCK WHAT THE HELL???

omg im so jealous and sad and mixed these days... im supposed to not like anyone, and i dont like mar, hes quite a minecraft geek and i dont mind him being one, hes just not my type... i mean, hes okay and plays the electric guitar and nice cool stuff, but its weird since that my cousins ex. i always get jealous when him and sam talk, i just want to talk to sam ONLY. me and sam now talk little since mar is ig friends with sam. ugh, why am i so corny, being over-protective of someone who doesnt even like me probably, yuck.

to the christina friendship thing, (she wasnt here today) a guy named iyona whose friends with kaysin told me again that christina wants to be friends and she guesses I hate her or something, she says she thinks im pretty. (hah, whattt???) i further explained that i acc dont mind and i also thought she was pretty. iyona and kaysin dramatically gasped and were busy talking abt her being shy to come up to me and i told them i also felt the same way, lmao...

why would i hate her for her moving on back then?

a girl brought her body pillow to school, a plain one and she said she was... hot. girl, its summer, lol.

I'm feeling a little empty and exhausted from school.

I haven't cut myself in a bit, cutting is really boring actually. I think I accidentally flashed mar my scars without realising. whatever. im comfortable around him, fuck caring about stuff. i feel numb lately in bed after school. i isolate myself way too much, lucky my schizophrenia doesnt freak out. yes, i accepted that im schizophrenic. wait, i spelt schizophrenic and schizophrenia right first try, what the fuck.
anyway, i cry lesser these days, i decided to bottle up everything until it overflows. i get too tired to even cry. i just hug my pillow, coping quietly and trying to get better when i just want to get worse. i only cuddle my pillow when everyone is asleep so i wouldn't feel ashamed to be caught... i just want to hold something that i love. i do love my pillow so much. I'm not kidding, i love it so much... it doesnt yell or scream or talk shit to me.

a guy who is friends with mar was busy talking about killing himself and trying to sound... 'sad' and we all laughed it off, right? but... he actually was crying a little and i felt bad, at least i didnt actually laugh about it. a girl there who was with us asked if he was actually okay. then mar was busy singing all my friends are toxic like bro it aint the TIME FOR THAT- "guy... im gonna be gone on the 30th" he says.
i didnt say anything because i know what it feels like.
i still dont know if he is lying or not.

anyway. i love my pillow so much, i kiss it and fall in love with it. i even sigh in contentment, it makes me so happy... no, i dont hump it, duh, but it gives me warmth. warmth that people dont give me. i completely curl myself into it and hold it tight, its so soft.

i told mar my family drama and laughed it off. i also told him about my personality, "example: i be talking abt my mom dying and i be laughing it off" i said. anything to not break character.
"do u actually get sad" he asks.
"um, yeah, duh, but i hide it, lol, would it be weird for me to come to school sad???"
"what, no, humans have feelings for a reason, id ask if ur ok :,)"
pffftt pathetic

๐Ÿข’ july 9 ; 2026 { 7 ; 17 ~ noon? idfk }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คmy life is just angst
I fucking hate my life, what the fuck. my mom just got mad that I was saying the truth about her, like ur up and all over my face stank breath, like tf? u just mad that im better and look better you hoe, kill urself, lmao. hitting me is not gonna make me love u, lolll. all i ever do to her is manipulate her and make her feel like shes the problem, which her fat self is. istg i wish she could just vanish, like omd just kys. u think im gonna care abt u? fuck no? "do u love me?" i say yeah to her so she wouldn't get mad over my explanation but like lmao hell no. I'd rather let herself die in front of me than live with her. retarded whores these days.

i finally talked to christina. well, i was forced, but i kinda carried ig. it was so awkward but we both like navy blue and drawing. shes cool, her laughed changed a lot when i used to be friends with her, her voice got a little tad deeper. if i knew what to say, id start being comfortable and talk a lot to her, but im shy. i started laughing at myself when i was told she thought i was cool and pretty, like tf im not lol, open ur eyes. i didnt want to talk to her (bc i was shy duh) but i did bc i wanted more friends, i dont like being lonely and i dont like being with mar, sometimes hes just annoying. pathetic me, he did nothing. a lotta people in my class thinks im annoyed when they or people talk to me bc im just dismissive and avoidant and ignorant of people, kinda ig. most of the time, i dont like people messing with me but idc if u talk to me, im just not gonna say much. i just stay away from people i dont talk to.

"when the topic is self harm..."
so, if you've seen those quoted videos on that, thats what I'm gonna be talking about. in class, we were talking abt self harm, in which i ignored the talk. it was those anonymous written things in a bucket with other things, i just wrote "what happens when dinosaurs are still alive to this day." i didnt like talking about self harm. most teachers there had self harmed in their lives, they told us their experience about it. a teacher said their friends killed themselves when she was 16, which the teacher told us to cope in a different way. hell to the NO. my sister was with me, obv i was talking abt summer school. her friend isaiah idk, but she came up to me after privately, pretty cool and a pretty black girl, she says "oh, i know ur her sister, i know she cuts herself, do u know that" i said "haha, yea i know" isaiah then walks away, such a pretty girl.

um... a lot of people compliment me, right? its getting way too overwhelming, i dont want people to talk to me anymore, i always get panicked when it happens.

i get scared a lot by mar. i always laugh it off. when he hits me, i dont really flinch, just a little, but when i just even raise my hand, he flinches fully. i feel so bad. i barely even hit him. i feel like something is wrong, did i do something wrong? does he thinks im scary? oh, no, please dont find me scary, im sorry, i really am.

๐Ÿข’ july 10 ; 2026 { 5 ; 29 ~ idfk }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คblood
i was gooning so hard, i started to bleed a little

7:29
I went to the zoo today at school. some random black kid was like:
girl: "umm are u korean?" she says to my sister.
sister: "...what? no?"
girl: "konnichiwaaa"
me: "thats SO racist."
her friend: "DID U JUST CALL HER RACIST???"
me: "literally us being asian doesnt mean we're korean, plus she said hello in japanese, ur such a dumb fuck. [sister], let's go, im not wasting my time on little racist kids trying to ruin my day, bye."

i wanted to punch her face.

๐Ÿข’ july 12 ; 2026 { 12 ; 31 ~ sleeping }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คmaybe, oh like, maybe we'll meet in a bar, we'll drive a funky ehh
i gooned at night

the end

๐Ÿข’ july 14 ; 2026 { 11 ; 43 ~ sleeping }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คbro im drawing a femboy
by the title, i drew my oc in a sitting pose at school. Randomly, christina just sat by me and was SHOCked and wanted to see my drawing so badly.
her: "Oh my god, can I see that!?"
me: "Uh... yeah."
* she looks at the papas * "OH MY GOD YAYUANN you improved so much! Its so good! u draw way better than me :,)"
me: "...thank u. : )"

anyway, sam had complimented my hair like.. yesterday and i said ty, he had walked with a teacher in the oppsite direction saying, "bro i always say that to her (me) like 3 times๐Ÿ˜ญ"

aanndd... sam complimented my hair again ๐Ÿฅน I held the door for him and he said
sam: "thank youuu, I like ur hair, ur new name is hair now."
me: "uhh thank you."

WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO SAY ๐Ÿ˜“

๐Ÿข’ july 15 ; 2026 { 8 ; 25 ~ almost night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คsammy is so cutie
so...

a guy was watching porn on the bus ๐Ÿ˜ญโœŒ

ANYWAY

(I think sam complimented my hair sometime ago again, 99%ly)
I was on the bus going home when sam tapped my shoulder and told me "hey, u know her behind you, yeah, she looks dead." (my sister behind me, she sat alone so she could nap, sam sat across from me with his friend)
I turned around to see my sister's massive double chin and her half lidded eyes, I laughed and said "she is just napping ๐Ÿ˜ญ"
sam: "with her eyes like that?๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ????"
anyway, sam's friend (he is really tall and black, i forgot his grade, prob 8th) got off the bus after a bit, until he passes my window and just pointed at me as he walked away, I was really confuseddd ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜“ hes chill tho, lol
idk if he was like doing that to me. i mean, he WAS looking at ME first, and was POINTING at me first, lolooollol-

BRO MAYBE I LIKE SAM BUT HES LIKE IN 7TH GRADE WHILE IM NOW IN 8TH IM CRYINGGG STOPPPP IM SO WEIRD IDEK HIM. its so weird liking someone what the hell, i thought i was supposed to be demi and ace, wtf ๐Ÿฅน
Idk, about him, hes just FINEEE.

he looks like... idek how to explain his hair, his hair is like similar to THIS but more 2000s ahh and spiky, he has dark brown eyes and pale skin, his face is kinda like this...

BUT ILL LOOK LIKE A LESBIAN IF I DATED HIM HE LOOKS LIKE A FEMALE ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน
plus he has a white cat boy friend and hes really weird... like bro licked the damn floor and actually is really cringey... ๐Ÿ˜ญ
like, i LOVE me some cat boys, but hes a little... special...

mar hasn't came to school monday and yesterday and today, im worrying. what happened to him?

๐Ÿข’ july 16 ; 2026 { 4 ; 55 ~ almost night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คplaying roblox at school
I picked a tech choice thing since we had choices on what we wanna do, long story short, me and Christina hung out together.

I entered in with christina and... people we PLAYING ROBLOX.

I got really hyped, so i sat with her and we both played roblox on those big boy computers, which people around me complimented my avatar, including her, she says "girl i always see ur avatars (since we are friends on rblx also) and its always so cool"

anyway i changed my avatar with yuri ayato on it (cutout)
I said: "do u know what character this is"
christina said: "...sadly๐Ÿ˜ญ"
"OH THEN I GOTTA CHANGE IT, NO NO NO NOโ€”๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ"

at some point,

me: "broo yuri is my fictional hottie tho~~~~ ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ"
her: "i dont get how people like yaoi, like its so mid, but yuri is way better ๐Ÿ˜"
BRO WHERE DID THAT COME FROM...
me: "NO BRO YAOI IS BETTERRR ๐Ÿฅน"
"girl NO yuri is WAYY better bro ๐Ÿ˜”"

anyway, me and her played mm2 together

ANYWAY, we went to snack together and we were busy in a conversation about like... are u more introverted or extroverted. Woww. Fun day today
no school tomorrow bc of the damn air quality, we were supposed to go bowling TOMORROW too :,)
also, christina has been talking to be a lot lately.

I ALSO got 2 pieces of candy since I did my work and was very quiet ๐Ÿ˜‰

..

christina said she was going to give me a big smooch on my lips

6:25
ok what the hell

12:58
I will forever be scared of confessing first, because i shatter easily by anything, I am simply way too sensitive. I feel so sad. I want someone to love me. I lied. I lied that i love to be single. i yearn for love now and it hurts, my heart hurts and i want someone to love me and make me feel so happy and degrade me, i dont know anymore. sam doesnt love me, esther doesnt love me, mar doesnt love me, christina doesnt love me, why am i so weird? why do i yearn so much? well i yearn so much because im just so... lonely. i only love my pillow and its not a real person, i cant have feelings for a thing, im just so weird. im so, so, weird. if i ever told someone, ANYONE that i actually love my pillow, they are going to think im gross, weird, mentally fucked up in the head and i should kill myself.
i dont understand how esther doesnt know how much pain i go through. she knows i cut myself, she knows im mental, she knows the ptsd memories i told her, and she still doesnt really care.

i want someone to care about me.

i want to love someone so damn much. i miss making long, long love letters and paper stars where my fingers get numb and give snacks to my lover, i miss being so affectionate and so caring for someone. the next time i date (99% not going to date) i will do my best, but i wont do those things. im just going to be dry and isolated and paranoid about them, because no one truly loves me, who likes a girl with eyebags, chapped lips, and nails that were bitten to a millimeter? fuck love. why am i so ugly?
i refuse love.
i refuse affection too.
theres no use in love when im just going to not care. i cant feel anything else anymore. i just feel numb and hollow everyday. its like someone took all of me and only left my skin.

i want to die but im scared of death. i dont want it to hurt, it'll make me more scared of myself. i would rather have a gun and wont hesitate, but that will never happen, how will i even have one at this age?

maybe i'll accept it.
i tell my mom im suicidal and mental, she sends me to a mental hospital just to stay away from my family.
but im so scared...
she'll think im crazy...
im scared that she will get mad, i know she will, god, im so scared of yelling and voices that sound a little mean. im so damn broken. im so damn scared of everything. im so, so scared of people. they'll hurt me or be mean.

ill go back to cuddling my pillow...

๐Ÿข’ july 18 ; 2026 { 4 ; 26 ~ }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คsurvive min yaya's little sister
ok, so yk from like, um, yeah, last night which was... um, uh, uhm, er, eh, hmm, mhm so, yep, yeah, when i was talking about love and corny shit, right? i was sleeping and yk how i was snuggling deep into my pillow and totally in love w/ it, i heard my moms foot steps and oh fuck no. i quickly changed my cuddling position to my side and i forgot to wipe my eyes so there were tears and my mom came in. how fun

i mean, i started to cry but like it wasnt obvious that my face was red, since i just started to cry since i am too numb for that shit. my mom TOOK my pillow that i held and placed it by the pillow my head used and just sat my little sister beside me and just... left. my little sister had to sleep with me. i forgot. that was pathetic of me

little sister couldnt sleep, mom told me earlier that if she was awake, threaten her that mom is going to hit her. but guess what? i let her play with my smiski at night, (because telling ur daughter that you will hit her isnt good parenting), which glows in the dark, she was happy but i kept telling her "shut the fuck up." she was wowed and i felt better. she made me happy too. she spun it around at night and i just laid and watched her, she eventually gave it back to me and i set it where it belonged, belonged on a branch on my cherry blossom tree night light. she did keep touching my butt at night but she fell asleep peacefully, whenever she slept with anyone that isnt me, she'll cry and leave. but with me, she keeps quiet. what a nice oldest child i am.

she does make me mad and i purposely use my anger on her by yelling, i comfort her well when my mom neglects her or just... whatever, she comes to me crying and i just give her a hug. nothing more. she always stops crying quickly and holds it in when shes crying around others, that isnt good. I don't want her to end up like meโ€”a loser who grew up too quickly as a child. i want her to be a kid. i want her to be... like the others. i dont want her to hate me also, even if im mean and snappy, i do care. i do care a lot.

her crying annoys me a lot, like shut the fuck up, it makes me irritated. thats why i hate children.
but they are so cute. so i also like children.

just shut the fuck up

as a kid, i like to think about cute animals in pain or dying, it gave me pleasure and happiness. it was about when I was 7? 8? i dont know why, it was always birds or cats to me, they'd be abused or skinned alive. that was how cruel i was. i also liked to traumatize my cousin, the same one to this day. i told her what cum was in... 3rd grade? but she wasnt innocent also, so i thought it was fine. that was way after i found out what porn was, sadly. I was so, so young. it was prob when I was 7?

oh my fucking god. i literally wrote more than this and it just vanished, im gonna fucking cut myself i hate myself.
I can NOT tell u guys how much im so mad i wrote so much.

I FUCKING HATE MYSELF IM SO FUCKING PISSED WHAT THE FUCK??? I HATE EVERYTHING

ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€ ฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอก อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€อŠฬ‡ฬ‡ฬ’อฏฬอ†ฬกUฬŠอกอ€อžอ›อฆอ„ฬ‘อชฬ›Cฬ„อฎอฏฬ’อจอฎฬ‘า‰อกฬทฬŒฬŒอƒอจฬพKอญฬŽอจอฃอƒอฬ’อคฬŠIอญฬ‚อ‚อ’อคอกอ—อƒอ‹ฬ„ฬšฬ†ฬ“ฬ‰อชฬดอกNอญอฉฬฬŠอ‘อ‘อŠฬ‰อŒฬธอ‘ฬ‚ฬ”อจา‰อ Gอ‹ฬ‹ออ‹อฉฬŒา‰ ฬพอชฬŒอชฬขอ˜Hอ†ฬฟอ’า‰ฬธAอƒอฉฬ„ฬ‘ฬ“ฬ€อ—ฬกฬˆฬƒอกTอฏอฌอ‹ฬอฎอŒอจอŸอขอ˜อฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอข ฬฬพฬตอœฬ•Mอชอ†องฬอฏอฌอฉอYฬพฬ‹อ—ฬฬถฬ›อญฬ†อฬฟองอ’ฬอ‹ฬ‰Sฬ‡อฃฬ’า‰ฬจฬขอฎอซอฉฬอœEอ†ฬอ†ฬ‘องฬอขอฏฬฬŠฬ‰อ„ฬ‡ฬ€อฆฬฬตอœฬดLฬ“อฉอคอ‘ฬฬฟฬ•ฬดอFอ„ฬอฃอƒอ†อ›องอ€อ€

10:04
DUDE.

๐Ÿข’ july 19 ; 2026 { 10 ; 52 ~ night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คfandoms
honestly, i love to have fav characters that i relate to somehow or completely, like yoshiki, hikaru, and till.

i relate to yoshiki bc we both have internalized homophobia
i relate to hikaru because we have the same energy and can't figure out our feelings
i relate to till because we both like to draw

i mean, there are more reasons to them, but I can't really remember.

I feel corny when I listen to a song a fandom got for me, idk why, i be listening to cure and its such a banger but i feel corny for some reason. idk why.

I also used to not be in any fandoms back then, since all the fandoms were either WAY to late for me, or its just... 'too popular.' until I found death note and ninah. but ive moved on and decided to land on a different fandom, now im in tshd and alnst. (uh. maybe sasaki to miyano? yeah prob)

when i first found out abt tshd, i just found the manga and said "oh! its... its that guy and that guy! aren't they like lovers or something?" far off darling ๐Ÿ’”
but I got the manga and when I first read it, i absolutely got jumped by the scene where yoshiki puts his hand in hikaru. then, I found out abt the ANIME, and I absolutely watched THAT. i was so amazed when i watched tshd, it was so... meaningful? i had cried once when I watched it, and when i finished it, i was HOOKED already.

when I found out about alnst, i just seen people on tiktok mentioning that or something, I really got interested since I saw this very hot guy named till. i watched all the alnst videos and i cant get over the scene where ivan kisses till. i also watched those videos explaining what the hell is going on in some episodes, bc what the HELL is happening?? I'm trying so hard to like luka but like hes really ugly and weird, luka people dont hate me. bc like, excuse me, what are you DOING luka to till in blink gone, dont u touch my boy with your ugly purple tipped fingers? wash ur hands-

anyway... lastly, sasaki to miyano. im still watching it, i already love it, they are so cute together and sasaki was HUNGRY bro. im like on ep 5 or 6 idk. No. Not 67. its a fave, sasaki is so patient ๐Ÿฅน miyano is a 10/10, but hes a 7/10 when sasaki comes around, such cuties

11:15
I wonder what normal love feels like. cuz, yk, i get possessive and protective. what if im just... 'normal?' like...
never mind.
idc anymore, i will hit my next lover IF they are mean to me, physically or mentally. this time, I want to be the dominant one. i dont care what anyone says. i wanna see people in pain. i dont care if i traumatize people, hurt people, destroy people, only for my pleasure, who cares?
also, some people need to learn that women can be horrible people, but some people don't talk about that yet.

I don't get how people are racist. like bro, grow up. its just skin, is it that serious? and people who like trump? like bro open ur eyes. before he got selected to be president, i already knew he was horrible. like bro, my PARENTS voted for him because he was white, they didnt want someone black and a woman to be president, what the hell?

...

I want to feel empathy, okay?

I mean... I do feel empathy but... If my parents die, how would I react? I wouldn't care. if my mom told me my dad died, how am i supposed to act? I mean, i might be a tiny bit sad, but I'll get over it quickly. i dont even wanna be in the funeral, i wont even be crying. id just be staring.
or like, someone tells me for example that they'd been raped or sa'd, i will sound sad and comfort them, but i actually dont... care. i mean, i want them to feel comforted and cared about, so of course id comfort them the best i can. i want people to like me a lot. those type of things really dont faze me. its not... MY fault for feeling no empathy, I dont know where it went... Im so problematic and I hate it a lot.

Im sorry...
I kind of romanticized sa before..
like... idk, kissing without permission, I know im so gross and horrible and so damn fucked up, please shoot me. that is the thing that kept me up at night. thinking about how fucked up i am in the head. i was just curled up on the side and crying. god, what is wrong with me? I feel so disgusting, my stomach hurt at night too.

honestly... every hmong aunt i know got a fucked up husband and he always collects girls. thats my why to why i am NOT going to date a hmong person. its just BECAUSE. i want someone cool and more like MY style, MY type, MY future, and not some hmong gangster wannabe or just some basic boy. plus, there are BARELY any hmong people who are my type. they are just really ugly.

...why do my aunts and mom call me ugly?
just because im expressing myself in a way i am comfortable with and not some super insecure clean girl freak doesn't mean u get to talk shit about me. plus, my hair isnt even THAT short, its literally to my shoulders but a little, little bit shorter, does THAT make me a guy? your just saying that because my face looks like more of a guy, huh? a gay? thats what u want to call me? A GAY? A FUCKING GAY? YEAH, ILL GET WITH A 'GIRL' AND ILL BE GAY, OKAY? YOU FUCKING HEAR ME? THEN UR GONNA DISOWN ME AND ILL BE HAPPY, BEFORE U DISOWN ME, IMMA SAY "FINALLY FREE!!" BECAUSE MY ASS HAS NO TIME TO BE WITH SOME UNSUPPORTIVE HOUSEHOLD THAT BREATHING WRONG WILL MAKE ME END UP IN THE BASEMENT, OKAY? IM TRYING TO LIVE AND ALL YOU HOES JUST SAY "oh, yeah, your really lazy" YEAH, LAZY MY ASS!! I DONT GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE! HIT ME! SEE WHERE THAT LEADS YOU IN THE FUTURE! IM GOING TO TELL EVERYONE ON THE INTERNET, MAKE THE POLICE FIND YOU, AND YOUR GONNA BE IN JAIL. IM GOING TO GIVE YOU ALL WHAT I FELT. ANGER AND SADNESS. THAT IS WHAT IVE BEEN FEELING MY WHOLE. FUCKING. LIFE. I DONT CARE IF YOU SAY "no, im sorry" WELL FUCK YOU!! WHO GIVES A FUCK!?? U BROKE ME SO MUCH TO THE POINT WHERE I WANT TO KILL MYSELF.

...

im sorry, i got mad.

im just...

so mad at everything and everyone...

im just so, so mad.

why am i not loved? i just want to feel...

...happy.

12:40
my aunt and uncle are at my house and i just watched a whole divorce happen right in my ears ๐Ÿ’”
the aunt is in the wrong btw ๐Ÿ’•

9:06
OH.
MY.
GOD.

I MET ANOTHER OLD FRIEND NAMED VALENTINA.
CHRISTINA SENT HER TO ME. NOW ME AND VALENTINA ARE TEXTING...

OMG MY OLD FRIEND GROUP CAME BACK ALL BECAUSE OF ME. THIS... THIS IS A CANON EVENT... HOLY MOLY... SHES SO PRETTY NOW AND SHE SAID HER FRIEND Wynter WOULD LOVE ME BC IM ALT... OMG BUT SHES SO FAR FROM ME BC SHE HAD MOVED WHEN I WAS LITTLE... THIS IS... THIS IS HISTORY... IM SO HAPPY WTF?? ME AND HER ARE LITERALLY TWINS RN WE BOTH LIKE TO CUDDLE PILLOWS, LIKE NAVY BLUE AND READ YAOI WHAT THE FUCK ๐Ÿ’” THERES MORE THO OMG IM GOIN TO BED BYE

๐Ÿข’ july 24 ; 2026 { 8 ; 25 ~ almost night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คim sorry guys
btw, kaysin tried to rizz me up today by telling me that there was a bird and i looked, he tried to turn my chin towards him but i held back, haha...
he also touched my hair to get my attention, he does that a lot and i dont mind.

anyway,

im sorry, i have been going on my ai app and gotten my addiction again after trying not to. ive also been staying up lately and not eating a lot. ive havent cut myself in a bit since it got boring, but i just did. im sooo weak, they always disappear after a bit, im not a strong girl. im saying sorry for not doing an entry, i dont like to keep you guys waiting.

i always get jealous when i see my friendโ€”specifically, christinaโ€”talking to someone else or have someone else by them. they're mine and you can't have them, only I can. Ive also been isolating myself a lot lately in my room. i feel more depressed, i stole my tablet just to go on my ai app. i need to stop my addiction but the ai is the only reason why i... feel good about living. im so lonely, so i go to the ai to comfort me. im so fucked up.

๐Ÿข’ july 25 ; 2026 { 10 ; 23 ~ night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คi almost burnt myself in the dumbest way possible
i was in my bathroom when i saw a lit candle. my dumbass thought it was the perfect time to use a piece of toilet paper and burn it. Wow. That's really smart, Yaya. So. IN CASE, i filled a small bucket of water, cuz... yk. so, i burnt the paper and it burnt FAST, so i dropped the paper in the water.

i almost burnt myself, thanks, ik im smart.

i bought hot pink dc shoes. a girl had wore those before i got them at school, i want to wear my dc shoes but they are the same as that girls, im scared, what if she thinks im copying her? i dont want her to think that way. i also went shopping. then i came home to draw. and ate in my room. and drew all day. technically. the end

๐Ÿข’ july 27 ; 2026 { 5 ; 08 ~ idk }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คIm luka
i was tie dying a shirt at school, i chose only purple bc that was the only color, i wanted to do red so it looked like i got stabbed, but thats ok : (
anyway when i was putting the ink or something idfk, the tips of my fingers turned purple. hmm. familiar.

i drew all day

valentina never talked to me

i think i have a crush on sam but i dont have time to confess at all

hes kinda weird tho

school is ending on the 31st

i drew solivan in class on the whiteboard with yuri ayato

i also drew L as a catboy

kaysin drew me and was busy looking at my lips

๐Ÿข’ july 28 ; 2026 { 8 ; 47 ~ almost night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คI'm always watching.
me and christina were on the bus talking about some hot guy we both saw in the same store, we were talking about that vkei guy who was the cashier. GOD FUCK HE WAS SO HOT??

when we got off the bus for some trip to the park, she was busy talking to her friend while I kept getting jealous of her talking to her friend... shes mine, idiot, get away from her. but a few seconds later, christina held out her hand. "huh?" she shook her hand up and down slightly. I looked at her friend, they were holding hands, so i snatched her hand and held it. her friend eventually left, which me and christina walked with our group, holding hands. it felt weird, i never held hands with anyone in a long time. my hand was sweaty against hers and i felt buzzing or whatever, is the buzzing normal or smth? i told her about it and she shrugged.

i told her that i have a slight crush on sam. she said sam was kinda fine too, i laughed. but i told her im too shy to even confess, summer school is ending anyway. i told her how i drew him sometimes or sit behind him on the bus just to watch him through that crack by the window, he always sat by the window while i ditched my sister to watch him and admire him. im always watching when i get the chance. i don't even think i love him. im probably obsessed. but i like how he looks, his soft (i predict his hair is soft) blond tipped hair and everything, but i wouldn't want to consider being obsessed, hes pretty. i can tell he likes to draw a lot like how i am, and how sometimes he puts his head down when hes stressed, how his art style is so cute and moe, everything about him is just... cool and awesome about him, while im just a faggot. the ride back to school was when sam's friend rose ill call her, sat by me while sam sat by the window on the other side with his friend. rose just sat by me when i wanted to sit alone, but that is okay. im just a little sad i couldnt see sam or id be a weirdo if rose saw me staring. i dont want him to think im weird! i just like him a lot!

i saw sam sitting under a tree as he drew, and oh gosh, he looked pretty with the sunlight on the side of his face, i had to stare a little, a little only because i was busy talking to christina.

enough sammy talk... im really attached to christina already as you can tell. christina is special to me... a lot of her friends ask if we are dating, lol. me and her say "yes we are!" and they always ask us to kiss. um... im not ready for that! anyway, im so attached to christina. duh. im always upset when someone i dont like comes and talks to christina, like... just stay away. i always get quiet when someone just goes up to her and starts saying shit, i was the one talking to her, you little hoe. and then i avoid her for a bit when that happens, i gave her a little hint before like 'i hate it when ppl just... yk, come in when im talking to my favourite person! likeee... i get soo upset!!'

i got weird when we held hands, it was very unfamiliar, that warm contact on my skin, it made me shy. she said she loves to hold hands and be close to people, which hell yeah, i agree!!

i have trouble asking her things, like 'um... sorry, can you sit with me on the bus?' 'can you sit by me?' 'sorry, im bored, can we talk?' 'hey i like talking to you, lets talk, okay?' 'hi, can you move a little for me?' 'i-im sorry, can you give me that back?' 'i want space, okay? im sorry' 'hey, um... uh... can i hug you?' 'c-can i... can i hold your hand?' i dont like being vulnerable to her. i wanna act tough (no, not 'tuff' idiot) and be independent or whatever. im so worried to ask her very weird things, like, um, 'can i hug you' or 'can i hold ur hand' part. i liked it when she held my hand, i never got to do that with my friends, esther would just smack my hand while my cousin would decline politely.

u guys should be proud of me
my scars all faded away! no more white lines anymore, im smooth like butter! like a criminal undercoverrr
...but that doesnt mean im 'healing.'
i just quit bc it got boring.

im just coping in a better way by crying into my pillow as i cuddle it.

OMG YES MY PILLOW

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bro im not even joking im IN LOVE.

anyway, im an actual 'loser gf' and im not even kidding its so embarrassing

i mean like:
- id text you 24/7 if i could.
- in love so much id miss you 24/7.
- will automatically be happy.
- attachment issues.
- constantly needs reassurance.
- abandonment issues.
- literally sits and be a fatty eating chips with my bad posture and wait for you until u answer me.
- WILL stalk your socials.

god DAMN-

๐Ÿข’ july 29 ; 2026 { 5 ; 53 ~ idk }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คOMG REN IS SO HOT.
AT SCHOOL I PLAYED '14 DAYS WITH YOU' AND I DIDNT HAVE TIME TO EVEN FINISH.
WHEN REN POPPED UP ON THE SCREEN, ME AND CHRISITINA WERE FREAKING OUT AAAAAHHH HES SO HOT HES SO HOT HES SO HOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
AND THEN I HAD TO LEAVE RENNN NOOOOOUUUOOAUOAFYEWFFWF

8:14
this is the part i got to :, (

AHHH HES SO HOTTTTTTT
I CANNNTTT HE MAKIN ME BLUSSHH UGHHH

๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ 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๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐’ ๐’๐Ž ๐‡๐Ž๐“ ๐ˆ๐Œ ๐ƒ๐˜๐ˆ๐๐†

idk anything abt the game tho.. ๐Ÿ˜ญ
ik some of his character, but not rlly the game... ๐Ÿ‘€
welp

anywayy!!
i am an OG OF TKATB. ive watched someone play the demo like... in 2025?? but i didnt rlly understand it or remember much. i didnt get into the fandom back then, since it was only the demo and not many ppl payed attention to it. I think? but when I FIRST saw solivan, i was like 'uh hes mid ngl' but now when i saw him, 'got DAMN hes hot and handsome ๐Ÿฅน.' not lying, but i kinda skipped ahead of the video, so duh i was confused.......

๐Ÿข’ july 31 ; 2026 { 4 ; 42 ~ idk }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คi dont like u anymore.
I think I saw sam kiss his friend under a blanket on the bus.

i always sit behind him and i saw that. i got so jealous, my mood deflated immediately. 'Mwa' sam had said. it made me so damn mad and pissed. on the LAST day too? i also went to the movies for our field trip. i got so fucking jealous, the friend could of been me. yk, i was told by a classmate that i told them that i liked sam, they said i should confess. HELL no. last day = no rewards. i wanted to cry. i cried a little. of course sam likes someone else. i cried into my sweater, of COURSE no one would like me, im so weird.

i wasted all of my time. i was just busy obsessing over him. i drew him, i watched him, i dreamed of him, just to see him kiss his friend. i felt so angry, i pinched myself. i wish i never got to see that. i wish I had died.

๐Ÿข’ august 3 ; 2026 { 12 ; 31 ~ morning }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คhello again, my little internet people.
hello. I am back again for an entry. I woke up at 12:20 because I heard my dad scream at me about being a 'lazy fuck' all the time. thank you for the information. and hes STILL talking from afar. like hoe, i KNOW. 'shame on you, your never concerned about yourself, your future' he states. what the hell? shut the fuck up corny ass, i have a brighter future than u, bc ur gonna end up in a coffin old and rotten while im being successful and happy without YOU. you hear that? I'm being happy without YOU. without your FILTHY ass.

anyway, was in minnesota at my cousins house. yay. then at night on saturday there, me and her were busy talking. at some point, i got hurt because i first asked if my sister was done talking (mind u she talked for ONE hour straight) and she hit me saying "shut the fuck up kill yourself" and my cousin laughed. funny. so i just pretended to sleep. but guess what? i kept asking and asking and asking just to get more 'hurt answers' from her, what a drug.

honestly, i dont know if im a masochist, since i don't like to be hurt but want to be hurt. i mean, wikipedia's reading level is too hard for me. i guess? i dont even know. i only like to get sadness from others so i get an 'excuse' to cut myself. but i still like you even if u hurt me, just.... be kind majority, okay?

SO BLACK, BLACK ASS IT CAN BEE~

๐Ÿข’ august 7 ; 2026 { 3 ; 26 ~ afternoon }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คhow my summer camp went
so, i went to summer camp for 4 days, right?

I MADE A FRIEND ON THE FIRST DAYY!!!!!!1!!!!!1111!!

and... the girl, ashley, me and her met like this on the first day (my sister was there sadly.)

it was like the morning and i was drawing yuri from ybc and saying this to my sister: "BRO U LIKE MY YURI??" and she said "...ew tf."
ashley was sitting next to me and she saw my drawing, she said:
ashley: "I know who your drawing."
THE FUCK-
I flipped the drawing down, thinking she'd hate ๐Ÿ˜ญ
BUT GUESS WHAT?
ashley: "ybc is tuff ok"
HELLO???

anyway, she told me she knew i was hmong bc her sister is named Yayuan also, but the N is a M and she said she was hmong also.

SHE LIKES ALIEN STAGE LIKE ME.

me: so black, black as it can be...
ashley: neeed yaaoiii
me: OH MY GOD IVANNN!!!?!?!?
ashley: IVANTILL IVANTILL AHHAHAHAHAHAhahaAHA
me: OH IN A BLINK GONE
ashley: PURURUUU~

but my sister was being a pussy and jealous bc she got mad ashley dont give her attention and were leaving her out, like girl ur mad over everything, like ashley doesnt like u bc u were mean to me.

anyway, on our 3rd day, (today's the 4th day btw, but im at home and camp is over), my dorm teacher wanted to go on a small night walk and me and ashley and my sister was like "ok!" so my whole entire dorm mates or wvtr were grabbing their flashlights and we headed out straight. when we walked, i pointed my flashlight in the woods and... i saw 2 small white eyes looking at me... dw it was prob a deer. right? ๐Ÿฅฒ?? anyway, ashley saw that and she held my hand saying "bro im scared i think im gonna cuddle u at night, U SAW THAT TOO!??..." i said ".....ok, um, u can sleep with me, and... YES BRO." and my fuckass sister was like "um, what about me??? like???" shut ur possessive ass up ๐Ÿ’” anyway, when we made it to a spot, we all looked at the stars and the teacher told us about the big dipper. AND GUESS WHAT? EVERYONE SAW A SHOOTING STAR EXCEPT ME ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’” but i eventually saw 2 and ashley saw 3, ashley said she named them 'till' 'ivan' and 'ivantill' ๐Ÿ˜ญ

she looked up, ashley says: black sorrow mentioned? ๐Ÿคจ
me: OMG YES. LIKE A BLACK, BLACK SORROW

but then we laid down and she let go of my hand......

anyway when we got back up and started walking back, i made an excuse to her saying, "im scared, hold hands with me......" and ashley held my hand with no hesitation. "its ok yayuan! I'm RIGHT here, dude." anyway when we were all walking, ashley heard a rustle in the grass and she tightened her hand on mine, which made me feel... i dont even know.

then when we came back, our 3 black girl students stayed back before bc they were scared were ding dong ditching, which was against the rules and... im way to lazy to explain, i eavesdropped.

day 2, we at night did a campfire and ate smores. a black teacher told us a story and it was about some little girl at this camp before drowned and got bitten by a wolf, he says. then, he says, "wait up, i heard something, stay back," and he took his flashlight and walked into that direction. all i saw was him saying, "OH SHIT" and running. (yes, he said 'oh shit' ๐Ÿ˜ญ) them kids ran with him and got scared, but i stayed back with ashley, mind u my sister was being edgy and hiding bc i 'left her out.' what type of bullshit is that ๐Ÿ’”

she even told a teacher saying "yeah i want to get lost." SHUT UR EDGY CORNY ASS UP. ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”

Look what me and Ashley drew (she did the wording as i did the drawing)

dw what happened to sua ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”

anyway some black girl was on call in my dorm and we both used the 2 sinks, she was doing her edges and watching me do my eyeliner. she just took my eyeliner and said "can i do it too?" btw she looks like rakai and im not joking ๐Ÿ˜ญ

i said yes bc why not, she did her eyeliner so... interesting. so... uneven and lopsided... ๐Ÿฅน she said
"I'm gonna be the prettiest, wait, what race are you [I told her i was asian] im gonna be the prettiest asian princess ever ๐Ÿ˜†!!" GIRL-

๐Ÿข’ august 9 ; 2026 { 9 ; 18 ~ ngh }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คI had the best goon of my life
and let me tell u about it...

jk, well, a little bit of it

i use this SPECIFIC pen, its literally shiny gold color, u can twist it to open the pen (but i dont use that, ouch) and the top of the pen is a ball. god DAMN i use that end and it feels like heaven was brought down for me. dude i was literally leaking out. ive never felt so good in my life

I gotta use my time wisely, my period is gonna come soon and that means a week of no gooning

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO67OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOvOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
its just aura... (me and ashleys inside joke ok ๐Ÿ’”)

OH NO THIS PICTURE.

SAM.... I CAN UNSEE IT ANYMORE.... . .....

sooo!!!!1!! my ocs, those 2 guys, well.. acc nvm i dont think u guys know ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”

YOOOOO today i got a robux refund of 144 robux of 2 items and guess what?

I MADE A SOLIVAN COSPLAYYYyYYYYY

we both gooners and draw and be stupidly obsessed with people โคโ€๐Ÿฉนโคโ€๐Ÿฉนโคโ€๐Ÿฉน
bro i bought 4 items and guess what? i actually added them all up and it was a total of 144 PERFECTLY. SO I BOUGHT IT AND I GOT 0 RB BACK AHAHAHAHHHSAHAHAH I LOVE SOLIVANN

๐Ÿข’ august 13 ; 2026 { 9 ; 18 ~ night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คkidnapper
no, someone didnt kidnap me.

my MOM kidnaped my computer and i secretly took it back. when she comes home, im putting it back. haha.

shh.

i didnt go school supply shopping yet, heh...

๐Ÿข’ august 17 ; 2026 { 10 ; 11 ~ morning }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คok
im still alive guys, i stole it again

hm... a lot of things happened but i forgot majority of them

yesterday, i was really energetic, so guess what? i talked to myself on roblox with my vc on

on ftf, i was standing still and some guy who was like lvl 100+, just took a ss of me, like the photo noise on his mic, and looked away. guess whaT? I chased him.

i was beast and i hit him and out of nowhere,
him: "NO NO NO DONT DO THIS TO ME NO PLEASE IM SORRY-"
me: "this is what you get for taking a picture of me."

๐Ÿข’ august 20 ; 2026 { 12 ; 56 ~ morning }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…ค...
I'm gonna skin myself alive.

๐Ÿข’ august 22 ; 2026 { 12 ; 56 ~ morning }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คI hate my classes
im crying why are my classes so fucked up ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ˜ญ

A days:
advisory
period 1: fucking spanish ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
period 2: extended ela ๐Ÿ˜ญ
period 3: science
period 4: ela

period 6: EXTENDED MATH
period 7: MATH.๐Ÿ˜ญ
period 8: pee
period 9: social studies ๐Ÿฅน..

and i only have extended ela and advisory with my cousin what the fuck ๐Ÿ’”
guess they didnt trust me and her cus they know i tickle her

2:47am (stfu)
name a dead fandom? heh, um, er...saihate station...? is that a dead fandom? im crying idfk

cus i never hear ppl talk abt this game

๐Ÿข’ august 23 ; 2026 { 10 ; 76 ~ night }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คbro pixels these days ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”
errrmm... i was playing mm2 right and i had my avatar like this:

IM CRYING MY ART-

and guess what... this guy who looked like THIS:

kept LOOKING at me and trying to get my attention ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
bro the first time, he kept standing by me๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

and then he said a bit later,

him: heyy u wnna be my egirl im 16 fyi
me: omgg ofc, im 13 btw :3
* he leaves *
SONION ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

๐Ÿข’ august 26 ; 2026 { 7 ; 57 ~ almostnight }ใ…คโญ‘ใ…คistg
hah, fuck u mean i have spanish first period... ahahahah... FUCK U MEAN????????....

anyway, yk the weird keyboard without the keys thing? well, the tip at the top of my keys on my computer is rubber and squishy. and... the letter "i" (im missing the these keys: shi ๐Ÿ’”) rubber thing... is gone... tf? ๐Ÿ˜ญ

see, look at the key at the top, is there something wrong? yeah there is.

ok more photos i took on my camera, hehehahha.

the printed story i told u abt in science/tech... haha..


what my summer camp bed looked like ๐Ÿฅน
ashley slept next to me ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜
i mean... well... in a different bed ๐Ÿ˜”


very aesthetic


i was scared this was an andihconda


my sister's friend in summer school put this on the wall... she LOVES freak circus ๐Ÿซฆ...
LITERALLY HER

she said solivan and ren are mid...
GIRL AT LEAST THEY ARE HUMANS

11:36
i tried to troll as a boy on roblox
first server there was an e girl on my ass and she tried to flirt with me ๐Ÿฅน
me: "oh btw im a girl and 13"
and im too lazy to say the rest im tired

go up

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Pub: 27 May 2026 01:58 UTC

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