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http://beautifulmxnds.tumblr.com/
new blog is over here!
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http://beautifulmxnds.tumblr.com/
new blog is over here!
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// heading off for the night since i just did all of that editing and such to the new blog. so, i will be over at @beautifulmxnds now! i’ll probably get rid of this one later in the week. but go follow me there, cause that’s where i’ll be now and doing replies!
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http://beautifulmxnds.tumblr.com/
new blog is over here!
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// i’m setting up the new blog and bios, which is why i’m not doing replies. if i finish this blog by the end of the weekend, i’ll move all replies in the drafts there. then i might deactive this one later this week, just to keep it a bit clean and off the dash. if that makes sense. but i’ll see how much i can get done tonight.
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// honestly though, i’m excited b/c four weeks from today i’m gonna be 21 and i’m going home for that weekend, so i’m just taking all my friends ( who are older than me ) to go drinking and it’s gonna be great. i finally feel like an adult. i mean, my birthday is the 3rd, but i probably won’t go out before then.
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// I'll get to replies hopefully later tonight. I want to do some hw and finish up tags for the new blog. Then get some bios done.
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Your husband brutally attacked Aron Rex for no reason other than he was jealous he lost. Aren't you afraid Eli Drake was right?
“I still don’t know how I feel about his actions on that. I rather not have my child see that side of their father. I don’t believe anything Eli says. I never liked him since the start. As soon as you insult someone I love, I draw the line. Eli can say whatever he wants about me. I don’t care. I do care when he starts talking about Drew in a negative way.”
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Is there a muse you'd really love to see me play?
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What do you think about your husband turning against the fans? If he's that fickle with them, do you think he'll be that fickle with you?
“My husband did exactly what he needed to. He’s the best man in that entire company and deserves to be recognized for it. If the fans can’t see it, Drew will make them see it. I don’t think Drew would be fickle with me. He wouldn’t hurt me like that…and if he did, my father would be after him.”
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Luna took the other coffee cup and started to drink from it, as she stopped working for a moment. “Yeah, we need to show what SmackDown is all about. Make Bryan and Shane proud.” She noticed the wink and laughed. Everyone backstage was practically scrambling when it came to the PPV. It was the first huge one for them after the split, so they knew it had to perfect in every aspect. “It does. I miss seeing some of them backstage.” She stopped herself, trying not to implied that she missed her former flame. “I miss the girls, like Sasha and Charlotte, since they were always fun to hang around.” She tried to cover herself, not sure of how well she did.
Lizza smiles softly as she brings her own coffee to her lips and takes a sip. “Sounds cool, plus we’ve got our first big one soon so we need to make an impact” she winks softly. God knows she’d been fed enough instructions to make sure the ppv went off without a hitch and the photo’s came out on top. “Still seems weird that half of us went in one direction and half in another”. She knew the other reasons her friend was glad she was drafted to blue, they might not have talked about the irish male again since Luna had dropped the news but Lizza wasn’t dumb.
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If anything could be said at this point was that Dan wanted Maisie to be happy. That’s all he ever wanted for her. And seeing how she was right now, it did really hurt him a bit. “I just...my life wasn’t the best either. That kid deserves everything good in life. Better than what I ever had.” He didn’t really notice, but he was already sounding like a responsible adult. He sighed and nodded. “Yeah, I suppose we’re both at fault.” A small nod was made at the mention of taking a little break. “That sounds fine to me. I have to go to work in a few any way. I think going there will help me clear my mind a bit. Even if I just want to drink all the booze I can right now.”
Her head nods the slightest bit as she hears his words. She wasn’t ready either but still she knew she’d have to be at some point. “’m not ready either, my life growin up was a livin hell. I didn’t grow up with a mama so I don’t know how to be one”. She stops realising she’d given away quite a bit more than she normally did. Instead she stands up and moves over to him laying a hand on his shoulder. “Look we were both careless, we should have both paid attention”. If he wouldn’t let her take all the blame then she wasn’t going to let him either. “Why don’t we just take a bit of space to think things over. I’ll text you when i have the doctors appointment and we’ll go from there”. For right now she just needed time to think, space to breathe.
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It was true he was working non-stop, but by some miracle he had gotten the higher ups to agree to let him have one Sunday off. And knowing that his girlfriend would be able to go only made the Iowan look forward to the game even more. “Awesome,” he said as he pulled his girlfriend a little closer to his own frame. “…my seats this season are great, plus if we arrive a bit early we can meet some of the players before the game starts.” All the talk about the game totally made him forget that the movie was playing in the background, but it couldn’t be helped since football was one of his passions.
It wasn’t often that Avery did get to see her boyfriend over the weekends, because she wasn’t around and didn’t work house shows. She had an agreement with the company that allowed her to work elsewhere on the weekends, as she wanted to make money and help those who shared the same passion that she had for make up. So, having the time she did was a blessing. She smiled as he pulled her in, while listening to his words. “I honestly can’t remember the last time I’ve been to a football game. I think back in high school when I was on the cheerleading team.” A small laugh came from her when she stopped. “I feel so old. The last football game I went to was about seven or eight years ago.”
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[text - My Boo]: Every single one of them but me is on Smackdown, actually. Nattie, Trin, Renee, Maryse, Nikki and Eva. You would think they’d just move me to Smackdown and make things easier, but alas.
[text - My Boo]: Why do I get the sense that you still don’t trust me? You say you know I won’t hurt you, yet you’re still asking me all these questions, and what exactly were you so worried about?
[text; Ravishing Blondie]: That’s weird. They should have you all on the same brand, for the sake of taping. Makes no sense to have all the camera crew at one show, when there’s one person alone on the other. That’s besides the point.
[text; Ravishing Blondie]: I...it’s hard. I just worry when I don’t hear anything from you. Like you’re trying to keep something away from me and that you don’t even text me. I want to know what’s going on. Even when you are with friends. Or at least say something before you leave.
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[text - Future Husband]: It’s okay, baby. I love you despite your memory loss! Me and Julian and T love you. Or JuJu, as Talia calls him. Still not so sure about that nickname!
[text - Future Husband]: It’s actually not that bad, babe! Ew, I don’t want you to get sick, so maybe you can just try the ice cream and potato chips. Did you get that too? Okay but hide them from me so I won’t eat them all this time! T was NOT happy that she had to eat fish sticks instead of nuggets.
[text; Breezy Baby]: Good! Not everyone would be so accepting if their loved one had memory lost. Well, no. They would. Just forget what I texted. JuJu? That’s his new nickname and he doesn’t even know it yet! I’m sure about it!
[text; Breezy Baby]: Really? Huh. Yeah, I don’t think that would be a good idea for me. I’ll dip my potato chips in ice cream, thank you very much. I did get that! I will hide them away from you, yes. Talia cannot get mad again! That’s a huge no-no for her. I would be too if I was stuck eating fish sticks over nuggets.
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Nate watched her closely as he softly smiled. It was painful to go through all of this, but he had Essie by his side. That meant something to him, and they always got through everything together. It wasn’t going to be easy, but it wasn’t impossible either.
He nodded before speaking. “I am. I think everyone is. Well...they wouldn’t be employed if they weren’t. Everyone at work serves some kind of purpose!” A laugh came from him, hearing Essie’s sweet giggle. “I’ll tell him we have to try another time. He’s gotta get home and take care of those kids, you know! Along with Uncle Rhyno of course. I do. And I’m always going to be here for you.” He leaned down to kiss her back before pulling away after a few seconds.
She squished the side of her face slightly more into Nate’s thigh as he spoke. It was obvious that the pink-haired girl was a little more than disappointed at the idea that he would be four hours away from her. But she understood why; after all, wrestling was his lifeblood just as much as it was hers.
Essie grinned and gave an affirmative hum in response. “I know. You’re a valuable asset to them, Nathan.” At his following comments, she couldn’t help but giggle. “Heath will certainly be at least a tad upset. But thank you! It really means a lot to me, you know.” She rolled over to face him, and leaned upwards to gently kiss his lips.
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