+Nalie; the self proclaimed perrie edwards of rp. message me if you wanna plot or bang yeah man.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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i'm gonna start re-vamping nalieofrp, hit me up on aim if you need anything bye
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sweatersofrp replied to your post: i don’t like h…..olland rod en’s f…..ace i’m sorry
Its like the jaw mixed with the dimples/lips
eXACTLY
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leighhelps replied to your post: i don’t like h…..olland rod en’s f…..ace i’m sorry
say what
i wANT TO
but like it bothers me like her jaw idek
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i don't like h.....olland rod en's f.....ace i'm sorry
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finnrps replied to your post: finnrps replied to your post: guys don’t go on...
uGHUGHUGHGUGHUGHGUHGUGHUGUGHUGUHGUGHGUH
it'S SORT OF LIKE UR BACKFIRING ON UR SELF
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Perrie Edwards and hair colors
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finnrps replied to your post: guys don’t go on anon for n.i.c bc like, i can...
people are actually doing it nope bye
they are nicholas tHEY ARE
i do not lose
nope
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guys don't go on anon for n.i.c bc like, i can send my self fifty anons you see, just add a dot after the "+" and ill blur your url/icon
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How do I sit in my bed for the rest of my life but also become a billionaire at the same time
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finnrps replied to your post: finnrps replied to your post: yOU LIKE NICK? fuck...
you dooooooo
and iii allllmmmoossstttttt ddddoooooooooo
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N.I.C (SEE WHAT I DID THERE) Organization, making the world a better place, one nigglet at a time.
At the N.I.C organization, we aim to prove that Nick aka finnrps is in fact cute, the following are reasons in which I believe so.
once, he drank so much ice coffee or whatever they call it in Canada he almost died
he’s a boy and he rps c’mon do you need a better reason
he sends you weird crap in the middle of the night need i go on
yoU SHIP HIM WITH SAM I KNOW YOU DO DONT LIE BYE
he uses finn as a mascot he is also secretly finn harries
i cANT LOSE THIS BET
if you would like to make this world a better place, please do send a “+” to my inbox, so I can prove to this boy that N.I.C is the truth, also, if you would like me to blur your URL, add a dot after the “+”
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finnrps replied to your post: yOU LIKE NICK?
fuck you, you love me
do i
do i really
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i think niall is one of those guys who would ask you “do you have any irish in you”, and when you’d say no, he’d smile cockily and ask if you would like to
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Leah Dagley is 7teen years old, attends Lambeth College and has soft tissue sarcomas. She looks an awful lot like Perrie Edwards
"What? You’re talking to me? Oh… uh, I’m fine. Thanks for asking."
↳ THE PAST can never be rewritten...
There are some people that are seen and not heard. Some people are seen and heard. And then there’s Leah. Neither seen, nor heard, she is in the background of everything, rarely speaking, ignored by everyone just because they don’t see her. Leah’s used to being a part of the scenery, and she’s made herself comfortable in that position. Leah tends to get caught up in her thoughts, and when she’s realised what’s happened, it’s too late and she’s been brushed aside. But being someone that doesn’t get noticed, means that she can just sit silently and listen. And boy, does this girl hear it all. Nobody knows it, but Leah could spill some of their darkest secrets if she felt the need to. You better hope she likes you.
↳ but THE AFTERMATH will change everything.
No words were uttered after those fatal ones were spoken. Not for the first time, Leah was silent, and she seemed peaceful. Alas, the inner workings of her mind were moving at a million miles an hour, moving from each of the worst case scenarios. The weekly sessions didn’t do much to help Leah, as she rarely uttered a word. Instead she heard the stories of those who surrounded her, she heard what they wanted her to know, and what they wanted to keep secret. As always, Leah just listened. Her hour in that church basement was split three ways. Listening, imagining the worst, and watching. But not just watching anyone. Watching Harley. His image was intoxicating to her, and she would stare, awestruck. Sometimes she could swear he watched her too, but she must be imagining it. Or so she would tell herself.
Interested in Leah? Fortunately she is available. Click the read more for info on her illness and relationships.
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Needs to write sample for aftermath
needs to do homework
writes sample for aftermath
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