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{ Hi guys! Its been a while since I last posted a mun photo, and I've changed a bit - i cut my hair! Its cute short tho so I love it }

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{ I owe replies - um besides Angel and Ali, who else? }

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ryou-san replied to your post:[[MOR] { I’m done I am fucking done You can’t...

[block her. Block anyone who sends you hate. If they make a different account and send you hate? block that one. Don’t even give them the time of day. Better yet, take screenshots of it all and send them to tumblr staff, get their IP blocked.]

{ Actually I'm in the process of working on that. There's a type of code you can put on blog's HTML coding that redirects the person of that IP to a different / blank page. Technically its illegal but who the fuck cares anymore.

I'm done,beyond done }

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{ I'm done I am fucking done

You can't track an IP address and accuse someone sending you bullshit from another blog (on anon or not) that they are me

No no no no you dumb cunt I fucking washed my hands of you like months ago. I pop back onto a blog and you "suddenly" get attacked.

Dude how the fuck do you even know I'm here?? And you call me the stalker???

You already chased me off this fucking blog (and my Bakura!) months ago.

Go the fuck away. You have the WRONG IP and you fucking know it you spastic bimbo

Get a fucking life and leave mine alone. I know you're reading this. I'm tracking the IPs on my own blog and who visits me. So jokes on you cunt. }

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Plot 60 : Room 133

Muse A has been admitted to a psychiatric hospital, and is currently undergoing a long term evaluation. Muse B is a volunteer at the hospital. They bring the families of the residents anything they may need, sit with patients that have no visitors, or simply act as a good listener when needed. A doctor on staff directs Muse B to Muse A, explaining that Muse A is very much alert, but does not respond to anyone that attempts to interact with them. The doctor suggests that Muse B sit with Muse A on the next day, perhaps reading them a novel or telling stories in the hopes that a fresh face who is neither staff nor patient will garner a positive response. Muse B signs in the following day with a copy of their favorite book in hand and sits at Muse A’s side to read. Muse A does not respond for days on end, but one afternoon they finally make eye contact with Muse B, the hint of a smile on their features, looking forward to continuing the story. Muse B is overwhelmed by the small gesture, suddenly hit by the realization that in spite of Muse A’s complete and utter silence, they have grown incredibly fond of them. As the novel progresses, so does the connection between volunteer and patient. Only when the last page has been read aloud does Muse A finally speak to Muse B.

Option 1 : Muse A has been faking all along in hopes of using insanity as their defense in a criminal court case against them. Muse B discovers this and is embarrassed and heartbroken.

Option 2 : Muse B confesses their feelings to Muse A, who reciprocates and in turn informs Muse B of the reason for their admittance to the hospital. Muse B promises to stand by Muse A, no matter what happens.

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abrokenmystery

    -- "Mouto you finally lost it."

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{ I owe:

savageblueeyeddragon

puzzle-king

And

Thats it??? Right??? Otherwise OTL I wanna just do one liners bc my brain is fried }

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I think I’m going to write a book called “‘Four Hours Is Definitely Enough Sleep’ And Other Lies I Tell Myself”

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{ Should I be laughing or not? }

{ puzzle-king }

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     -- A normal day at the Kame Game Shop for Lucem. Thankfully no black outs to cause disruption to his otherwise peaceful day. The late summer day started to darken; thus the young man placed the closed sign up, but kept the door open to let in the cool breeze.

        A thought came to his mind: why not take a walk? Grandpa was alright by himself for a while, and he hadn't been out much...

        Night started to melt easily over the sky,stars coming out and the waning moon silvering the cityscape. He cast his Byzantium irises up,corners of his lids crinkling pleasantly. Night time was lovely, the darkness wrapping around him like a comforting shroud.

       Lucem was so caught up in his reverie, he bumped into someone else. "Ah! I'm sorry," he apologized.

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    Otter pops are really good. Nice and cool, and they don't melt all over your hand.

lucem-reliquerant said: /hands over Otter Pop

*blinks, accepts*

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     -- "I have one thing to say - I guess it has come to my attention that someone likes to trash other people because they automatically think they're perfect. Sorry, you're not. Don't insult the people I care about because you think they're bad. So fuck off."