When you ran down the street with your arms spread wide like you could fly, I really thought you could. Abigail Winters. Twenty, compassionate, and shorter than your average sixth grader. "I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full, my body loved, and my soul understood."
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i love playing shailene woodley and i need a rp to join.. so you should totally like this post if you're in a rad rp with an open shailene face :):)
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the mod blog won't let me have my role back so sorry guys. i'll miss you :(
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@abigail-winters: the royal baby is the cutest lil munchkin.
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You'll probably learn to love it in some weird "I still kind of hate this place" way.
So this is my new home? It looked better online..
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Sleep. Lots and lots of sleep.
Nope, no weak stomach here. Although.. when I first watched Dexter, I had to build up a tolerance to all of the blood shed.
Avoiding the world? For two whole days?! How?!?!?
I’d avoid Criminal Minds if you have a weak stomach.
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@uselessdirection: @abigail-winters i get the joke, but i'm disappointed that you didn't understand probably my third favorite song in the entire world
@abigail-winters: @uselessdirection cut me some slack. those song lyrics sound like something you'd say regularly.
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I've been avoiding the world for two whole days and unfortunately, I have to face the music tomorrow. Maybe I should watch some of that show you were talking about, huh?
It gets me through the suckiness of this world.
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@uselessdirection: every breath that i exhale is a sigh of exhaustion
@abigail-winters: @uselessdirection i could probably make a motorcycle joke out of this somehow but NAP.
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annaphia:
Everyone always says that guys are intimidated by me, but I seriously doubt it, I mean, I’m five-foot-nothing!
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Well damn. That's one way to look at the bright side, huh?
Watching all these movies about all these happy couples is making me grumpy…time to watch some Criminal Minds to realize how lucky I am to be alive and not locked up in the cellar of a creepy butcher who sells people human meat.
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I like routine until I'm bored and then I like change until I'm overwhelmed. Right now I'm on the routine route. I rolled out of bed at 10 and stumbled around doing god knows what until now. Basically, I've done nothing productive. I made brownies last night, but I must have bought a bad brand because they taste like chocolate flavored chalk.
You’re right, let’s not. Uhmm my day was good, thanks. Well… I- uh, no not really. I guess I tend to live on a schedule basis that I need to break out of every once in a while, but no nothing too exciting. What about you?
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I'm gonna switch it again before we mindlessly ramble on about death for an hour. How was your day? Do anything exciting?
Well, good, it’s not the best feeling let me tell you that. Either being in danger or almost dying… It’s not good. Of course it’s true, but there is no escaping death. He comes and takes who he wants whenever he wants. He is an unwelcome, but necessary, friend. That was a good one! Disney is pretty evil with all of the sadness it brings.
I don’t either, but it’s weird how conversations tend to switch around a lot.
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I thought it was rule of thumb to stop the microwave once the popping stopped, but sometimes I'll stop it when the popping is still going and it still turns out black. Either I'm buying the wrong popcorn, my microwave is of the devil, or I have zero cooking skills. It's probably a combination of all three.
I can't judge two of those, but you look pretty fit so that's one down.
Oh yeah, that’s pretty bad…I’ve gotten better on not burning it over the years, thought I still get a little paranoid sometimes that if I’m off by a fraction of a second that it will turn out black.
Poor, fat, and lost. Sounds just about what my life has become.
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