Anonymous ID: 206e89 July 16, 2018, 5:24 a.m. No.2172814   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>2828 >>2849 >>2939 >>3249 >>3344 >>3446

>>2172702

I have memories that have haunted me my entire life. Fuck it. here they go. (and no, I do not believe in reincarnation)

 

So many "Historians" claim Grigori was a pervert.. he actually died trying to protect me from the bolsheviks. Ana, was a bitch, the worst sister you could imagine, until that day in in 1914. Cunt actually shielded me. Anastasia died. I don't care what any stupid conspiracy theory says.

 

The memories that rattle around in my head, the impossible memories. Alex bought it in the late 60s Argentina, I think. The mountains, you can find tribes of blond haired 'natives' speaking Russian.

Anonymous ID: 206e89 July 16, 2018, 5:41 a.m. No.2172885   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>2900

>>2172849

there is something moar going on with human existence. I can smell Alexandra's perfume, (rose, lavander and a hint of sandlewood) she wore too much.

 

(PS their is a close connection with the house of Windsor)

Anonymous ID: 206e89 July 16, 2018, 6:07 a.m. No.2173029   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>2172950

it's just what I remember. Though there is no way I can remember. And for some fucking reason I can say, without any doubt in my mind, Grigori Rasputin was a good man. Olga, did not like him, but than again see was past her prime.