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another one BURNED LAST NIGHT. better than tv. people outside the fence, they took the LAST of them four days ago. people just like us run like cattle, piled into trucks, one suitcase apiece. headed east. at least that’s the rumor. BAKERSFIEKD, VEGAS, WHO KNOWS? it’s safe inside the fence. outside, everything’s dead, everyone’s gone. this is, uh, day nine. nine days since the lights went out and the fence went up and our little green friends moved in. travis says we’re the lucky ones. he’d throw those dudes a PARADE if they’d let him. and, look, we are GRATEFUL to our SAVIORS, to the ones who protect us, to those who know when it’s feeding time at the zoo. turns out there’s nothing you’ll ever take that nature won’t take back. IT ALL BELONGS TO HER AGAIN. and the dogs and the dead and the… hello. 

                                                  ( indie and private CHRIS MANAWA. )

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Hello there you beautiful bb’s! My name is Teish and I’m seventeen years old, and I’m here now asking for your help! I don’t have a job or anyway to make money, as of now.  This is not because I am lazy or anything else that crosses your minds. The reason I am unable to get a job is because I can’t leave the house. 2 years ago, I was diagnosed with Anxiety Disorder and depression which has effects me me socially and mentally ( which is a pain in the butt ). For my own health I have started to try and get outside a lot, and I’m slowly adapting to the real world. I have applied for multiple things in my country to get payments. But I am not eligibility for this. So I’ve decided to make icon commissions. I want to start a career which is sort of personal, & I’ve wanted to do it since I was 12 –  but to do so I have to either move to America or fly back and forth every so often – which will be expensive as hell.

Now, since I haven’t got the skills to make theme makeover commissions I have decided to just keep it a simple ; icon commissions. I have never made my icons public before, but I have made some for a close friend of mine and she has liked the outcome of them, so I’ve decided to share with you!!!!!

all payments will be happening on paypal since it’s safe. When requesting icons please make sure your avatar face claim is well known, since it might be hard getting good quality screencaps – please take that into consideration. Message me for the rest of the information.

A set of 50 icons are $10 A set of 100 icons are $20 A set of 250 icons are $35 A set of 500 icons are $40

If you want to request more or a certain amount of icons message me and then we discuss a price, also if you don’t want a psd on them I will lower the price. :) Thank you!!!!!!

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I don’t eat sausage, I’m a                                                                           vagitarian.

                                               indie. highly selective, private Franky Doyle.

                                                                   penned by Teish.

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❛ I want to walk out of those gates, all of this place, and everyone in it is just a smoking pile of ashes. And I want to be picked up by a hot girl, in a hot car, and driven off ⟪into  the sunset.⟫❜ ESTABLISHED 28.06.16.

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@deathspliit 

All was well... Nothing more than a simple trip. But as simple as it could get than being brutally raped, tortured and left for... dead..She served vengeance cold.. Just like how she want it. She wore her revenge quite pretty well. She never grieved after then. She never felt anything. Blacked out. She murdered them all worse than how they did her.

Jennifer was now currently in Bulgaria, just another 'simple' trip she supposed. She was sure it would happen again and it did. But to others who couldn't fight for themselves. News from Bulgaria that few women was murdered and missing and the suspects were not found or either captured but took a run. She wanted to avenge the women. She needed a plan. Tools and primary source of information about the same thing of what happened to her. 

Just hooded up and her hands stuffed inside her pockets, she looked so dead. She had her head lowered and her hair draped down her shoulders, concentrating and reflecting in such other events but she was taken back to reality soon as she had encountered or rather bumped into another individual, "--Hey watch where you're go---" She stopped at the middle of her sentence as she had a short stare at the woman in front of her, and she could quite tell all was mysterious and weird and yet she didn't know what to do by then the sudden froze.

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❝ By her, l assume you mean your daughter? She really is lovely, Sheriff. So young. So sweet. So innocent. l mean, can you imagine? imagine that somebody had done something like this to her. She's just an innocent girl. And so was l. ❞

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