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I am the last one alive.
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⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨𝚂𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆ Oooh, I do like that idea! I have one like this (fitted sleeves) that’s dark red on the top and black on the bottom- :]

ִ ࣪𖤐⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝑀𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ִ ࣪𖤐 guess what im also writing a story in school which got over 15.000 words, 17.412 to be exact but no more school for 2-3 weeks

@Youre_Just_A_Pun_To_Put_It_Politely yeah, it’s brutal, dude. And I’m already 2 1/2 pages in, and only subtly dropped a hint that she might be the killer.
(She has blackouts, so she doesn’t really remember what happens.)

ִ ࣪𖤐⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝑀𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ִ ࣪𖤐 2 frfr It’s better

Yes, I may be Scottish/Dutch, but I’ll take Irish as a compliment. <33 🥰

(Yes. My glasses are a dark blue. Cry about it.)

ִ ࣪𖤐⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝑀𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ִ ࣪𖤐 Lmao

 Real

irl im actually 5’ 11 without shoes on so w shoes im prolly 6’

@Phantom I started him on FMAB, too…

ִ ࣪𖤐⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝑀𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ִ ࣪𖤐 no

brb guys, sobbing rq- 😭 💔
I miss my chosen family.

Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my ma and pa
But not the way I do love you
Well, holy moly, me-oh-my, you’re the apple of my eye
Girl, I never loved one like you
Man, oh, man, you’re my best friend, I’ll scream it to the nothingness
There ain’t nothin’ that I need
Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie, chocolate cake and Jesus Christ
Ain’t nothin’ please me more than you
Home, let me come home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Oh home, yes, I am home
Home is when I’m alone with you
La, la, la, la, take me home
Mother, I’m comin’ home
I’ll follow you into the park, through the jungle, through the dark
Girl, I never loved one like you
Moats and boats and waterfalls, alley ways and pay-phone calls
I’ve been everywhere with you, that’s true
Laugh until we think we’ll die, barefoot on a summer night
Never could be sweeter than with you
And in the streets we’re runnin’ free like it’s only you and me
Jeez, you’re somethin’ to see
Home, let me come home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Oh home, yes, I am home
Home is when I’m alone with you
La, la, la, la, take me home
Daddy, I’m comin’ home
Jane, Alexander
Do you remember that day you fell out of my window?
I sure do, you came jumpin’ out after me
Well, you fell on the concrete and nearly broke your ass
And you were bleedin’ all over the place and I rushed you off to the hospital
You remember that?
Yes, I do
Well, there’s somthin’ I never told you about that night
Why didn’t you tell me?
While you were sittin’ there in the backseat smokin’ a cigarette
That you thought was gonna be your last
I was fallin’ deep, deeply in love with you and I never told you 'til just now
Home, let me come home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Oh home, yes, I am home
Home is when I’m alone with you
Home, let me come home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Oh home, yes, I am home
Home is when I’m alone with you
Alabama, Arkansas
I do love my ma and pa
Moats and boats and waterfalls
Lay awake 'til break of dawn
Home is wherever I’m with you
Home is when I’m alone with you

ִ ࣪𖤐⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𝑀𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ִ ࣪𖤐 said in Question: What fruit do associate w/ me, and why?:

If you can read this, you're gay. A FRUIT NOT A DRIN-

Dude LMAOOOO

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3Y80mGEwTSAz9aZFEEpYJR?si=jI6j6CjrSMaLmpwdnQ58GA

I was in a mood when I made it.
That’s a lie.
I was burnt out when I made it.
The title still stands.
Academic validation goes hard.

𝓑𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓽 it’s the actual Russian dance that kills me- 😭 I cannot hold my balance and do that-

@Phantom one time. Once. That’s all you get. :>

Zachary it’s wild. I also called Slipknot “girly pop”
(She might murder me- /j)

Ba-da-da-da-da
Ba-da-da-da-da
Don’t be that way
Fall apart twice a day
I just wish you could feel what you say
Show, never tell
But I know you too well
Got a mood that you wish you could sell
If teardrops could be bottled
There’d be swimming pools filled by models
Told, “A tight dress is what makes you a whore”
If “I love you” was a promise
Would you break it, if you’re honest?
Tell the mirror what you know she’s heard before
I don’t wanna be you
Anymore
Hands getting cold
Losing feeling is getting old
Was I made from a broken mold?
Hurt, I can’t shake
We’ve made every mistake
Only you know the way that I break
If teardrops could be bottled
There’d be swimming pools filled by models
Told, “A tight dress is what makes you a whore”
If “I love you” was a promise
Would you break it, if you’re honest?
Tell the mirror what you know she’s heard before
I, I don’t wanna be you
I don’t wanna be you
I don’t wanna be you
Anymore