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welp pals go ahead and unfollow i’ll post jude’s new acct to the main bc tumblr is a d*ck 

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@carterfms

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disCORD IS SHUT DOWN IT WOULDNT LET ME OPEN BUT I DIDNT WANNA ABANDON Y’ALL I’M GOING TO TAKE A NAP N REPLIES CAN H APPEN LATER .

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𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   /   not accepting .

@rockefellered

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𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   /   not accepting .

send me a ☂ for three tweets from my muse directed at your muse.

posted.

send me a ☏ for one voicemail left by my muse on your muse’s phone.

         ʻ   hey ,   i  ….  i  knew  you  weren’t  gonna  answer .   knew  you  couldn’t  answer .  i  just  …  needed  to  hear  your  voice ,  i  guess .   even  if  it  was  just  asking  me  to  leave  you  a  message .  i …  you’ll  find  out  when  you  get  out ,   but  i  just  …  i  don’t  know  how  to  do  this  anymore  without  her .   i  don’t  know  how  to  live  without  her ,  theo ,   and  it  scares  the  shit  out  of  me .  i  don’t  know  what  to  do .   i  don’t  –––  .   ʼ          

send me a ✉ for three texts from my muse to yours.

jude  :   this  is  gonna  be  so  weirdjude  :   i  mean  we  won’t  have  any  classes  together  butjude  :   it’s  still  weird …  right ?

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❛   𝕝𝕖𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕥   /   lvciiddreams· .

      it wasn’t often that leo had to be stuck taking penalty kicks.  it was almost never, if it was, he was in a very wrong place on the field or it was overtime.  either scenario was not exactly ideal, but in whatever case – it was important enough to practice them regardless.  his coach growing up always told him that the more he took them, the more he would understand about how to block them.  after a quick text to his aunt about being home later than usual, he found himself standing in front of the little dot located in front of the goal – a dozen soccer balls lined up behind him.  he rolled one away from the neat cluster, lightly kicking it into its place over the small dot. 

     a few successful kicks later, leo was annoyed by what he was doing already – but he only had one ball left.  he might as well finish the dozen. as he lined it up over the line, and backed away from it slowly. now instead of kicking it normally, like he had done with the first eleven.  his eyes watched the ball sail far over the goal – his intentions.  however, he watched the ball start to descend with a person in the crossfires. “Hey! Watch out!”

     JUDE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN HIS DAY WAS GOING TO END WITH  someone  or  something  hitting  him  in  the  face .   he’d  been  in  a  horrible  mood   &   he  felt  like  everyone  suffered  when  he  was  pissed  off .   with  ear  phones  in ,   he  made  his  way  to  the  soccer  field  where  he  knew  his  best  friend  would  be    ––    that  was ,   if  he  hadn’t  gone  home  yet .   next  thing  he  knew ,   the  ball  plastered  the  side  of  his  face .   after  a  horrific  sound ,  jude  shut  his  eyes ,  clinging  his  hands  to  his  face .          ʻ   the  fuck  was  that  for ,  leo ?   i’m  not  late .   ʼ

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❛   𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣   /   rockcfellers· .

after grabbing a water from the vending machine, arden turned around and surveyed the room. most of the tables were taken, but one of them sat with a vacant seat open. approaching them, she took a seat without asking if she really could, feeling like she seemed chipper enough to not get swat away instantly. taking a drink from her water bottle, she kept them waiting for dramatic effect. finally, she asked, “so, any plans for today?” 

     HE HAD BEEN WATCHING VIDEOS WHILE HE FINISHED HIS PATHETIC   lunch  from  home .   he  hadn’t  eaten  the  cafeteria  food  yet   &   part  of  him  was  holding  out  due  to  the  fact  that  it  was  quite  ridiculous .   however ,   when  arden  sat  her  happy  ass  down  at  his  table ,   the  eye  roll  couldn’t  have  come  sooner .          ʻ   maybe .   ʼ          he  scoffed ,   eyes  sending  her  a  glare  she  probably  didn’t  deserve .          ʻ   why ?   ʼ

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❛   𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪  𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕙   /   emsashwrth· .

“ stephen king once said that in each of us, there’s this attraction to ( MADNESS.) we have all looked off the edge of a tall building and have felt the faint yet morbid urge to JUMP. isn’t that crazy? that we as humans can be so drawn towards what’s dangerous at one point in our lives or another.”

      TRUTHFULLY , HE WAS JEALOUS . HIS FACIAL EXPRESSION wasn’t  probably  something  she  had  expected ,   but  he  looked  aggravated .          ʻ   hold  the  phone .   why  didn’t  you  call  me  before  you  smoked  one  this  morning ?   ʼ

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      HE KNEW CAPE CORAL WOULD BE GREAT BEFORE HE STEPPED    in  the  doors .   however ,   the  most  shocking  aspect  about  it  was  the  food .   it  was  like  the  people  surrounding  this  place  lived  on  four  course  meals  constantly .   at  pcc ,   jude  was  lucky  if  he  got  the  last  bag  of  chips  for  fear  of  getting  poisoned  by  the  hand  made  stuff .   on  the  menu  today  was  eggplant  parmesan  and  tiramisu .          ʻ   fucking  rich  people .   ʼ          he  scoffed ,   realizing  just  how  ridiculous  that  was  to  offer  for  a  bunch  of  college  kids .   that  was   ––   before  he  spotted  who  was  next  to  him .          ʻ   sorry ?   ʼ      whether  or  not  he  meant  it  was  up  to  their  interpretation .

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@crnlius

#cinematic parallel

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do you vibe?

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐘   /   accepting .

        ʻ   am  i  high ?   no ,   i  don’t  smoke  either .   ʼ          

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how many rich kids have you got freaky with since arriving at cape coral

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐘   /   accepting .

        ʻ   i’m  a  virgin .   ʼ          

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𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒   /   accepting .

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone  :

yousef  reis

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone  :

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone  :

basic iphone ringtone.

- my muse’s last text to your muse  :

jude   :   you  really  have   a  grand  at  your  house ?   can  i  come  play  it ?