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Y'ALL I FOUND A GOOD PLANT WEBSITE

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fedex trying to say my package will be here by the end of the day when the package is still like 4 states away. that driver must be doing like 150 all the way here

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this shit sucks. wish bulbasaur was real . 

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i dont fucking know

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TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!

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bastille is correct. how AM i gonna be an optimist about this?

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Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking

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Hi people. As the boy billionaire has bought the birdsite and corporate accounts joke about moving to Tumblr, I kindly ask y'all to give the brands the treatment they deserve: silence.

Make your own posts if you wanna post bugass but do NOT engage the brands. Gaslight, gatekeep and girlboss. In containment they will wither.

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復活！バナナインコ (tarlin)

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Apple Pie (With a Slice of Love)

Saab smiles as he walks into the kitchen of his home with Brenda close behind him, both of them carrying bags of supplies as they prepare to bake. Brenda wore a tank top and shorts, Saab having followed her lead that morning when they woke up, the only difference being him wearing a snapback and sunglasses.

It was the fourth of July and the boys were coming over, Tony bringing Tori as Buddha brought Ellie. The plan was to prepare a barbecue for everyone that day, Saab having bought ribs and marinating them the night before, while Brenda had brought over the supplies to bake a simple pie. 

Saab smiles as he watches her unpack the bags of groceries as she hums happily while starting on the dough for the pie crust, removing his sunglasses and hat before he starts peeling apples. 

“Are you sure that this isn’t too cliché?” asks Brenda with a small smile lingering on her face, “I know that it’s the fourth of July but we don’t have to make an apple pie." 

Saab lets out a small laugh as he continues peeling apples, "Isn’t it a little late to wonder that now?” He looks at the pile of peeled apples as he pulls out a knife, preparing to slice them into pieces as Brenda finishes up the dough for the pie crust.

“You’re right, you’re right,” she says, turning around to grab the pie plate as he finishes up with preparing the apples for boiling, Saab grabbing a clean pot before placing pre-measured ingredients into it, the smell of the mixture causing him to close his eyes and take a deep breath with a happy sigh.

Brenda smiles at him before turning away to finish pressing the dough into the pie plate, the rest of the preparations for the pie finishing quickly before Brenda finally pours the mixture of cinnamon and apples into the pie plate.

Saab picks up the pie with a smile as he places it into the oven, closing the door before helping Brenda with cleaning up the mess left behind, laughing as he turns to find her with flour on her nose.

He pokes her nose gently, watching with a smile as she looks up at him with a confused expression. 

“Is there something on my nose?” asks Brenda while wiping at her nose, not bringing off any flour with her movements much to her surprise. 

Saab laughed, wetting a paper towel and moving closer to her before gently pressing it onto her nose, wiping off the flour before following up with a kiss to her nose.

Brenda wrinkles up her nose with a smile before standing on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips, Saab smiling into the kiss before breaking it with a playful grin and picking her up. With a squeal, Brenda playfully slapped his arm as he started to spin around with her in his arms.

He stopped spinning after two turns, simply laughing as he sets her down to avoid dropping her due to his laughter but still holding her in his arms, holding her close to him with a gentle smile on his face as he looks at her with love in his eyes. 

Brenda simply wraps her arms around his waist as she leans on his chest, looking up at him with a happy expression.

Saab leans down to kiss her on the forehead for a moment longer, the both of them closing their eyes as they enjoy this sweet, stolen moment between them. 

They know that the guests will be over soon, but for now it’s just them.

Just them and the smell of baking apple pie.

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Ngl I was not prepared for where this was going