FROM DEEP INSIDE HER LAUGHTER CAME LIKE THE SOUND OF MANY RIVERS. FREELY, DEEPLY, MUDDILY." Indie, Selective OC written by MOONIE since APRIL 2017! please read important pages before following!
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take this quiz and find out! it’ll have you check off all traits that you think apply to your muse, then calculate a color. // REPOST, DON’T REBLOG!
you are midnightblue #191970
Your dominant hue is blue, making you a good friend who people love and trust. You're good in social situations and want to fit in. Just be careful not to compromise who you are to make them happy.
Your saturation level is higher than average - You know what you want, but sometimes know not to tell everyone. You value accomplishments and know you can get the job done, so don't be afraid to run out and make things happen.
Your outlook on life is slightly darker than most people's. You try to see things for what they are and face situations honestly. You'd rather get to the point than look for what's good.
tagged: @bathedinsunrays
tagging: people neglecting their responsibilities
#. I Made My Bed I'll Cry In It . ( ABOUT )#( the last bit is accurate af )#( the first bit is like ?? baby rhoda )
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saying goodbye | albuquerque, new mexico
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why tf do I get so emotional at night. who is this night bitch?? she needs to go to sleep.
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‘Bees with Honeycomb’ (1881). Wallpaper fragment by Candace Wheeler (American,1827–1923).
Image and text courtesy The Met.
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awildthing:
“Oh…” Suddenly uncomfortable with the idea of a dead animal versus an unconscious one; she extends her arm. Offering the still bundle of feathers. “Can’t I get bird flu? Take it, I ain’t wanna hold it no more.”
“Really? The girl who had the dead rat in her bookbag ain’t wanna hol-” Rhoda doesn’t complete her mock, hitting a grinding halt due to her very own conscience. She’s faced with a memory of making a internal vow in which she’d be kinder to Kay. To prove the assholes from high school don’t remain assholes. “You might get rabies...” Shrug, “But I haven’t heard on rabies birds since the nineties or something. So.” Another shrug.
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derangcdarchive:
send me ‘ hc ‘ + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.
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Dreams by Fleetwood Mac playing from another room.
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by nur_light http://ift.tt/1UhpLcy
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awildthing:
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“You think I can like…Take it to the hospital?” The creature in her outstretched hand was obviously dead, a bird that had flown into her window. “Ain’t there like animal hospitals? He musta’ got cracked real hard to get knocked out like that. Ain’t never seen a bird sleepin.”
“S’dead, hun.” Respect for the dead has her blow smoke the opposite way from Kay and the corpse, “Best thing you can do now is call the dead animal grave-keeper.”
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Have you ever
No. i dont do shit
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Oh cussing isn't lady like? I'm so fucking sorry.
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i like to pretend i’m a heartless apathetic b*tch but in reality i’m a baby who cares a fucking lot and emotionally invests myself in everything and is hurt 98.3% of the time
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