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jemfisch · 4 years ago

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⌠ MASON GOODING, 21, CISMALE, HE/HIM ⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, JEREMY “JEM” FISCHMAN II! according to their records, they’re a SECOND YEAR year, specializing in ADVANCED ENCRYPTION & “MACGUYVER” SURVIVAL SKILLS AND NAVIGATION; and they DID NOT go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of (old hip hop blaring from headphones, a broken crtv with the cords ripped out and repurposed, the smell of spray paint graffiti, brightly colored shirts with 80s patterns). when it’s the (cancer)’s birthday on 06/23/99, they always request their ICE CREAM SANDWICHES from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation. ⌿ kati, 24, she/her, est ⍀ @gallagherintro

STATS / PINTEREST / CONNECTIONS / CLASSES

INSPIRATION

fox mulder (the x files)

hogarth hughes (the iron giant)

will turner (pirates of the carribean)

robin hood

george weasley (harry potter)

aladdin

spike spiegel (cowboy bebop)

mark watney (the martian)

BACKGROUND + CLICK FOR BIO

his parents were high school sweethearts and married just before they attended college at harvard together, securing careers at the kennedy space center.

jeremy fischman sr dies under mysterious circumstances in a lab accident and ellen is twenty-eight and left alone to raise baby jem. things only go downhill from here. jeremy was the love of her life and she becomes obsessed with his disappearance and all kinds of conspiracy theories, blows a bunch of her money. it doesn’t take long for her to be fired, savings blown on expensive equipment or sunk into internet hoaxes

they move to a rough neighborhood in gainesville where jem grows up. he likes jem, not jeremy, jeremy is his father. he’s never experienced the perfect life his parents used to live, the white picket fence, the shiny space shuttles. he’s only got this, and honestly, he doesn’t hate it.

the neighborhood’s rough, but there’s a lot of fun characters, and his mom is practically his best friend – aside from his next-door neighbor, NOAH WARD.

jem’s mom does odd hacking jobs from the comfort of their home. some of them are shadier than others, she makes connections with a lot of private investigators in town and looks into people’s cheating husbands and tracks down birth parents and missing people. she does pro bono work too, a kindhearted woman, she can never say no to those in need, even if she’s not so fortunate herself. as jem gets older, he learns everything that he knows from her

every summer vacation growing up, jem and his mom would pack their bags and make home in a camper van, traveling across the country. in some ways, this was great mother-son bonding, but this wasn’t why they did it. his mom never gave up looking for the truth about her husband, but hacking into secure, top-secret government databases is nothing like hacking into the gainesville city hall, it’s hard work, and they travel around the country methodically so that their signal cannot be traced. every summer they get close, but never close enough.

when noah moves away for college, jem stays home. he’s not comfortable leaving his mom.

he keeps up with hacking jobs and keeping up with looking for his dad on the side. he doesn’t think they’ll ever find him, his mom holds out hope but jem is eighteen years old and a bit more jaded now, he figures the guy’s just really dead and well, the conspiracy of it all matters less and less when he knows that either way, he’s still grown up without him.

a lot of jem’s social life is online, whether it’s friends from hacking forums or via soundcloud.

when he’s not hacking, he’s making music. his passions of technology and music mix and he creates his own beats and soundcloud, mashing together songs, and even putting together a popular meme track or two used on tiktok.

it’s actually a bit lucrative, but that’s not why he does it. doesn’t even really use his name, catch him on soundcloud…username? uncutjems.

every time he and his mom get close to finding his dad, there’s just more to do, and it’s almost like someone KNOWS what they’re doing.

jem’s right about that – he is being watched. since noah’s admission to gallagher, recruiters have been aware of the boy who taught her everything she knew.

when gallagher makes the choice to start allowing male students, an agent shows up at his door offering him a once in a lifetime chance at a free education.

jem doesn’t have any strong ambition to go into espionage, per say, but he won’t say no to advanced classes taught by some of the world’s brightest minds – and a chance to reunite with his best friend. however, he hasn’t stopped trying to get into the government’s records and still has ambitions of going into music production.

PERSONALITY.

INTUITIVE. jem has a natural intuition about things and he trusts himself and his own opinions about things. i suppose you could perceive this as confidence, but honestly he’s just really SMART, good at absorbing facts even subconsciously and putting things together about people or situations. in a sense, he has a habit of being correct – he definitely comes off as intelligent, even though his grades in school have never been very good. he just has different priorities.

LOYAL. make a friend out of jem and you have a friend for life, he’ll take your secrets to the grade and he’s pretty trustworthy. he’s the type of guy that gets along with pretty much everyone but he has a few select, close friends because he is somewhat intentional about the company that he keeps. he’s friendly and kind, but he keeps his inner circle of people he trusts close and somewhat exclusive.

PROTECTIVE. kind of has papa bear energy, you know ? maybe the dad friend of your friend group, but in a laid back way, he might not seem like he’s the type to spring into action but call someone close to him a rude name and you’ll see his fist coming at your face. he’s protective but not possessive, i guess is how i would describe it, but i think he gives pretty good advice as well because he’s really hoping the best for ppl.

MALINGERING. jem is kind of a SLACKER! at least, that’s what teachers have called him in the past, he simply does not dream of labor. he’s just kind of doing his own thing, will fake sick to skip a class, whatever else, even though he likes producing music he doesn’t really have a great ambition for anything, spy or otherwise. as long as he has a good computer setup, then he’s fucking chilling.

MOODY. he’s laid back to the umpteenth degree when it comes to work or obligations, but he does have sort of mood swings, i guess he’s the sort of person that you would describe as grumpy at times ? definitely NOT a morning person and when he’s in an off mood, he can be hard to interact with or snap out of.

DISORGANIZED. the sort of person to throw his stuff across the bed or leave piles of clothes on the floor to deal with later, maybe he’s not your favorite roommate for this reason. he has a habit of losing things that he just set down or whatever, things like that.

HEADCANONS.

tbh you can think of him like...beca in pitch perfect ! he’s here bc he was offered a free education and he’s cool with that, but he’d rather be pursuing a future in music. a damn good hacker, though, and the gallagher recruiters are hoping that with some ‘ambition’ he’ll want to work for the government someday.

played baseball throughout middle and high school and he’s fairly athletic – he can get pretty competitive when he plays, it kind of brings out a side in him that most people don’t expect to see because he’s fairly chilled out most of the time

a boss with a slingshot. there is no reason for this, but he had one as a kid and he used to chase squirrels away from the bird feeders outside their home. he has great eyesight and his aim is great, but it’s literally the only weapon he’s proficient in

he’s not tiktok famous for his face, but he has two tiktok famous songs...he’s made like 12k in record deals for selling the rights, it’s just the kind of shit that he does goofing around in music software and he has a good ear for what is going to be catchy

he’s NOT a morning person, definitely a late night kind of guy, will stay up until all hours just fucking around on the computer and then he’ll sleep until 1 or 2pm, at least. getting up for morning classes is a struggle for them and he has slept through them on occasion.

funky sweaters, crazy socks, fun-patterned shirts, he dresses a bit like a circus tent at times, but you can’t say that he doesn’t have style – he dresses well, but it’s like he’s stepped out of a 90s cartoon or something

if he makes u a playlist he either wants to be ur friend so fucking bad or he’s head over heels in love with u

really likes making new things with old technology, he loves taking the macguyver courses and learning new things and he’s actually built his own computer and a lot of his own musical instruments

usually has a couple bandaids because he’s a bit accident prone or can lose his focus when working in the lab. when he gets in his own head while working on a project, he literally cannot hear anything else – sort of selective hearing

likes fucking around with spray paint, if he can, he’s got a bit of an artistic streak and he doodles stickers on sticker paper sometimes. you can probably catch his tag around campus or even stuck to the latops of his close friends, it’s just a little man with a tv for a head.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

HACKING JOBS – if you STILL need a hacker for any of your wild backstory connections, jem is a great bet. he’s been doing paid jobs for people professionally since he could type, and he’s sort of an ace at getting in and out without leaving a trace...and he’s no gossip. so, your secrets would be safe with him.

SMOKING BUDDIES – people that he can smoke up with, talk about life, talk about the bullshit of gallagher, but also people he can laugh with that don’t make him feel stressed or concerned about the future.

MUSIC MAKING BUDDIES – if your character makes music, maybe they can collaborate on something...we’re about to drop the hottest mixtape of all time right here at gallagher academy i will teach myself garageband for this shit...jk but maybe

EX ON BAD TERMS – someone he dated last year...i’m imagining it was their first year and things were really great for the first semester, but shit fell apart second semester along with the school. maybe all the drama on campus caused distance, maybe he wasn’t there for them when they needed it, or maybe they got jealous of the way he always prioritizes noah ? a combination of things, we can hash out the details since i know some of you had some pretty angsty things going on second sem, and maybe it’s awkward now because it feels like there’s unfinished biz.

EX ON GOOD TERMS / LOVERS TO FRIENDS – maybe someone that was a rebound and things didn’t really work and they saw that, maybe he wasn’t over his ex or whatever but they were able to stay friends ? it’s up to you how your muse feels about it but i want an ex that jem also has no hard feels about and actually is maybe sort of protective of them and cares a lot about them finding happiness, they bonded hardcore.

EX-FLING – idk maybe they were hooking up for a while and then one of them started seeing someone else or one of them caught feels so they don’t hook up any more but it was super fun when they did !! also down for it to have been like a summer fling and once the summer ended.

BROS – idk i would like for him to have a squad or something for him to just fuck around with <3 but it’s wholesome and they respect women

ONLINE FRIEND (ANONYMOUS) – he spent a lot of time on forums online and stuff so i’d love for him to have an online friend !! maybe cute if they just know each other by their screen names rn and we can do a bunch of text chats and maybe they both know they go to gallagher but they simply. haven’t met idk

ONLINE FRIENDS – also friends he met online that aren’t anonymous they could’ve met through any number of forums but probably have similar interests like music or hacking so they’re long time homies , someone he’s known almost as long as noah

ONE NIGHT STAND – self explanatory. maybe they’re super good friends and now it’s kind of awkward now and they want to get back to a place of normalcy but it’s simply not normal, maybe they fucked things up by breakin the tension on like. halloween or some shit.

FRIENDZONED – someone jem accidentally friendzoned and maybe he doesn’t even realize it himself but they had a thing for him and he really just didn’t realize it bc he can’t tell unless you spell it out for him.

CLASS RIVALS – someone who tries really hard and cares about class a bunch vs. jem who doesn’t give a fuck but he keeps making the grade without really trying, so they’re ? bitter about it ? and so the two really do not hit it off because of that and they go back and forth , i just rly want a classroom rivalry. maybe even this rivalry and them nagging him actually motivates to try in the class just to piss them off

ENEMY – this person shared a secret with jem and then it somehow got out on the gossip blog idk ! they think jem told and now they hate him.

anything pls let’s chat !

#gallagher:intro

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thejewitchelf · 6 years ago

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Random things that each of the signs remind me of

Aries:

The desert, gun powder, getting into a hot car, pewter, red hair, winged eyeliner, a hand raised in class, skater skirts and knee highs, stuttering, barbed wire, contact sports, flushed cheeks, a stomach dropping, heart palpitations, scrapes, amusement parks, fireworks and a jump scare

Taurus:

Round sunglasses, acoustic guitars, morning dew on Beltane, crocheted blankets, flower crowns, a warm bed, curly hair, white lace, endless meadows, a nap in the sun, outdoor concerts, old trees, ripped jeans and sheer dresses, fresh potting soil and dynamite

Gemini:

Neon lights, stars on a clear night, 2 am talks, giggles, big eyes, sour candy, wind chimes, shopping malls, space buns, getting lost, mathematical equations, mismatched socks, chewing gum stuck to the bottom of your shoes, spilled tea and shattered glass

Cancer:

The dark, 3 am burgers, humid caves, bioluminescence, seashells, pink and purple fairy lights, undiscovered oceanic terrains, a word of advice from a best friend, omens, family heirlooms, maximalism, the smell of marijuana, large sweaters and secrets

Leo:

Wearing sunglasses indoors, leather jackets, birthday cake, a word of encouragement, night clubs, visible heat waves, blue jeans, wide grins, new tennis shoes, bubble baths, an applause, the 80′s, vintage bicycles, children’s laughter, silk pajamas and a warm hug

Virgo:

Fresh coffee, bandaids, taxidermy, medical tools, bookshelves, a magnifying glass, many half-full notebooks, jean jackets and sweatpants, pebbles in your shoes, late nights, mint, typewriters, lace bralettes, squirrels, messy hair, lost thoughts, dust bunnies, cold showers and lip gloss

Libra:

Shaggy pastel rugs, minimalism, ankle boots, the smell of roses, chokers, museums, sterling silver, achieved goals, architecture, diamonds, air plants and succulents, fresh sheets, crop tops, daily planners, aventurine, large windows and a one night stand

Scorpio:

Red wine and dark chocolate, conspiracies, black fingernails, a heart of gold, the underworld, undisclosed information, signing a contract, a shield, an under the table deal, sacrifices, black holes, hidden treasure, moments of intimacy in any form, introspection, bones, witchcraft, a look from across the room

Sagittarius:

Fringe, the smell of burning wood, tattoos, unexplained bruises and broken bones, motorcycles, sleeping outside, asphalt, the beach, maps worn thin, tanned shoulders, tangled hair, hiking boots, animal companions, eclectic jewelry, gnats appearing in the light of a summer sunset, emeralds, tie dye and memories

Capricorn:

Firm handshakes, a deal, fancy watches, messy handwriting, questionable facial expressions, junk drawers, flannels, leather armchairs, whiskey, ancient artifacts, fountain pens, filled notebooks, abandoned buildings, a book slammed shut, monuments and an echo

Aquarius:

The feeling of ice water running down your throat, marble statues, crystals, crisp air on an overcast day, spacecrafts, acrylic paint swirled together, electric blue eyeliner, lightning, holographic raincoats, a deep conversation in the center of a shopping mall, colored hair and a serious expression

Pisces:

A lucid dream, one way mirrors, glaciers, iridescent glitter, periwinkle cashmere sweaters, jellyfish, astral travel, distant stares, a pat on the back, hot cocoa, the sound of rain, fantasy novels, fandoms, dream journals, sketchbooks and plans falling through

*primarily inspired from things that remind me of the people in my life that I associate with their sun signs

#astrology #astrology aesthetic #mine #sun sign

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kpoploversnet-blog · 6 years ago

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KpopLoversNet Bias Game

Rules: Send an ask to the network to inform us that you will be participating - won’t get answered but just so we know how many are participating etc. Select from the list of prompts to create a work of art around your ultimate bias. The total you can choose is 2 but the style is unlimited. Create a one-shot/drabble/edit/moodboard and tag with #kloversbias A max of 5 weeks to complete (we are all busy with lives and we take this into consideration) (if it has an AU please state so we can tag appropriately)

Prompts:

“The doctor said it’s normal” - “Well that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.”

“Baby, you’re not a bother.” - “I’m too needy, you don’t deserve it.”

“Come with me to the other room.” - “We’re not going to talk about this now.”

“Did you just hiss at me?” - “Are you judging me?”

“Don’t yell at me like I’m a child!!” - “DON’T THROW SCISSORS!”

“Here, take me blanket/jacket.” - “I told you, I’m not cold.” *shivering*

“Did you hear that?” - “I’m telling you, I’m haunted.”

“I just wanted an easy day with my boyfriend/girlfriend. Is that too much to ask?”

“Why are you awake right now?”

“Come over here and make me.”

“I want my best friend back.” - “Kevin is over there.”

“H-how long have you been standing there?” - “Long enough.”

“You’re lying, you’re blushing.” - “Shut up, no I’m not!”

“No, I’m not talking to you.”

“No more!” - “Okay, fine, I won’t send you any more selfies.”

“What do you have?” - “Pizza rolls and Cup O’ Noodles…that’s about it. Popcorn?”

“The salad here is really good.” - “Do I look like a fucking rabbit?”

“Open this.” - “Can you say please?”

“I just came to say goodbye…” - “Bullshit, you just feel bad.”

“You’re on level 176.” - “Can you judge me harder?”

“Jinx, you owe me a coke.” - *can’t speak until they buy a soda*

“Please don’t leave me.” - “I don’t want to go”

“Babe, I’m sorry.” - “Suck my ass.”

“Liar, liar, pants on fire!” - “Seriously, you’re worse than a kid.”

“You can’t ride a bike?” - “Why are we whispering?”

“Is it that time of the month?” - “You literally ask me that whenever I’m mad at you!”

“We’re going downtown.” - “There’s a strip club downtown.”

“You weren’t supposed to hear that.” - “Well, you shouldn’t be saying it then.”

“It’s not mine, I swear.” - “How is it not fucking yours!”

“Take it off.” - “Like a bandaid?”

“I told you…” - “Yeah, yeah, yeah, quit nagging.”

“Boo?” - “You’re my boo.”

“Don’t you ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me!”

“You broke what?!?” - “Don’t worry, I’m okay.”

“Why’re you dressed like that?” - “Does that mean it looks good or should I change?”

“Fine, just do what you have to do.” - “Can you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”

“…then I picked up your coffee by mistake.” - “All I want is an apology.”

“Well, this is awkward.” - “Don’t touch me.”

“You can’t make me.” - “What are you? Five?”

“You’re a blanket hog!” - “Leave me alone and stop being so selfish.”

“It’s not fair that you’re hot and funny.” - “Look who’s talking…just kidding, your jokes suck.”

“I hate you.” - “No, you don’t.”

“Should I be worried?” - “Is the grass green?”

“You’re kidding me?!” - “Shush, my mom never taught me.”

“I’m your lock screen?!” - “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

“Will you go with me?” - “As long as you hold my hand.”

“Baby, I’m scared.” - “You don’t have to be; not as long as I’m here.”

“Come inside, I’m sorry.” - “Not until you apologize.” - “I just said I’m freaking sorry.”

“Your voice is sexy.” - “Your ass is sexy.”

“If I asked, you’d say no.” - “You don’t know that.”

“Seriously, the chimney?” - “The squirrel can’t win!”

“32?” - “I’ll prove it!”

“It’s just so little and adorable.” - “That’s what she said.”

“You’re not mature enough to be a parent.” - “Try me.”

“Take a chance.” - “Umm…let me think…no.”

“Game’s over, you son of a bitch!!” - “Okay, just don’t hit me.”

“You forgot about my birthday!” - “In my defense, I forget about a lot of things.”

“You need more stamina.” - “No, I need more steak and eggs. So…get on it.”

“Can you dance with me?” - “You’re not mad?”

“I’ll smash it, I swear.” - “You smash it and we’re done.”

“Move!” - “Why would I move if I’m so comfy where I am?”

“I’m not going in.” - “Then we’re not going to get a treat after.”

“I really would’ve liked it if you told me your parents were coming to town.” - “I really would’ve liked it if you put underwear on before coming into the kitchen.”

“I found it in the recycling bin.” - “Well, you’re the one killing the environment, so who’s really in the wrong here?”

“We bet, and you lost.” - “But tattoos are permanent.”

“Can you quit being so sassy?” - “Can you quit being so controlling?”

“Are you getting jealous?” - “You’re changing your outfit, now!”

“What time is it there?” - “We’re in the same time-zone.”

“Quit flirting.” - “I didn’t mean to-”

“I just don’t know what happened.” - “You’re too good for them.”

“You have a cute nose, don’t make me break it.”

“Tell me what I can do to help.” - “Sing me to sleep.”

“You still need your baby blanket?”

“Did you black out?” - “I feel like I’m gonna puke.”

“Let’s just bury the hatchet.” - “Fuck your hatchet.”

“I bet it’s a boy.” - “I bet it’s a turtle.”

“Spare change?” - “You can’t be responsible, you don’t get your wallet.”

“Cuddle or leave.” - “So is that a no to supper?”

“Are you high?” - “I’m just so fucking tired.”

“Why did I marry you?” - “It took a lot of convincing.”

“Who’s texting you?” - “Umm. nobody.”

“You have two choices.” - “Neither of which I like…”

“I want a dog.” - “I want a cat.”

“Chinese food?” - “Do we even know what that’s made of?”

“These sheets are stained.” - “That’s disgusting.”

“You don’t know how to change a tire?” - “Give it a rest, would you?”

“That’s my ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.” - “Well, kiss me so they see.”

“We got lucky. You’re not gonna do that again, right?”

“Hey, babe, look what I found.” - “GET THAT OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!!!”

“You’ve been replaced.” - “Alright, we’ll see how you feel when you need me to kill a spider in the shower.”

“Are those slippers?” - “Is that you being mean? AGAIN?”

“You forgot your book.” - “No, I lost my book!”

“You’re weird.” - “Or you’re just basic.”

“We need a vacation.” - “You read my mind too much, it scares me.”

“Why’d you hug him? You love him?”

“Sorry.” - “Good choice.”

“Luck? Nope. Skills.” - “If it’s skill then do it again.”

“Why can’t you just believe me?” - “Because you lied about it before.”

“This bath is too damn hot.” - “This is why we can’t do cute things. You complain too much.”

*Make up your own*

If this is well received then we will think of doing more projects like this in the future.

#kloversbias #admin ayla

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seraphm00n · 7 years ago

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to retialate against @the-asexual-reaper 's and @pleaseletthisjimbetaken 's angst with the Jims, I give nice headcanons with the Jims

they can actually walk normally, they just choose to walk all silly because they enjoy seeing others being happy about it.

each jim has a different favorite food type: News Reporter Jim likes cold things (ex: ice cream), Weather Reporter Jim likes spicy things, Cameraman Jim has a sweet tooth with deserts, and Field Reporter Jim likes candy. just candy food.

they all go overboard with each holiday, so this christmas expect tons of lights and decorations. plus they have "ugly christmas sweaters" but they're actually pretty darn cute with little reindeer and snowmen.

the jims go all out with their stories, as goofy as they may be, because they adore their work so much.

they also look up to Wilford and Bim a lot, them being the Jims' reporting and hosting idols. (i've written about this lol)

each jim has gone through a different phase of hairstyles and fashion before, and they bring it up sometimes to groan and embarrass the other.

they adore animals so so so so much. any time they see a dog or cat, they go over (obviously asking if it's okay to pet the animal if it has an owner) before spending as much time as possible with the animal.

they each have their own little hobbies besides reporting. as in, i think News Reporter Jim likes to read a lot, Weather Reporter Jim probably does some sports and gardening, Cameraman Jim knits or binges movies to get inspiration, and Field Reporter Jim probably paints. (all up for interpretation tho, just my ideas)

they get nervous around the other egos easily, seeing as they are new and most of the other egos have unknown abilities and are powerful and more widely known, but the Jims get along pretty well with Bing, Wilford, Bim, Ed Edgar, and King of the Squirrels.

the jims have days when they get together and do an activity together, whether it be baking or doing some sort of game together, it's a big thing for them and some of the other egos join sometimes.

they've tried multiple times to sneak animals into the ego's building, but to no avail since they have to put them back outside.

News Reporter Jim sometimes overworks himself since he goes over the other Jims' reports and it causes the other Jims to worry, hence why they take days off to do things together to relax.

Field Reporter Jim does tend to get hurt a lot when he's out and about, but Cameraman Jim is always there for him. Even has colorful bandaids that Field Reporter Jim loves.

they're just super close with each other and always look out for each other, having secrets kept about each other for years and years, they'd never tell.

they also have competitions on who can go more all out with giftgiving on holidays and birthdays.

Weather Man Jim always makes sure everyone is safe and dry on rainy days, warm and bundled up on snow/cold days, and so on with other weather instances.

Cameraman Jim likes to try different things with filming to try and make shots look better. He cares a lot about his camera too.

thats all i have for now, add on if you'd like or send me some!

#jim twins #markiplier #headcanons #the jims twins #the jims #markipliergame2

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boycottphil · 7 years ago

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Blue Neighbourhood (My Youth Is Yours) - Chapter 1

Summary: Dan and Phil come from two different worlds. Dan’s family is poor and fighting to survive each day, while Phil was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. They do have one thing in common that keeps them together for many years to come: they’ve both been neglected and left to fend for themselves.

In this alternative universe, Dan and Phil are going through the joys, pains and confusions of childhood and teenage years; in which they discover themselves, their families and the people around them.

Rating: Teen and up (for now)

Word count: 3028 Chapter: 02/?

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Chapter one: Imagination

Summer was always something kids looked forward to. Those few weeks when they didn’t have to worry about school, when they could play with their friends and sleep until 9 AM if they wanted to. The last month leading up to summer, Dan had been excited to finally be free, to do as he wished. But as of now, the first day of summer, Dan was left feeling empty.

He laid in his bed, in the room he shared with his younger brother, looking up at the plastic glow-in-the-dark stars that covered the ceiling. He had no friends to hang out with, and he had no one who would want to be around him. He wondered what he was so excited about. At least in school, he had the few boys who talked to him during breaks and lunch. At least in school, he could pretend to be cool, could try to fit in. But the previous day at school, when everyone made plans with the others in his class, Dan realised that he had no one. Not a single friend with whom he could spend the long, boring summer.

The house was empty. Dan knew that much. He could hear the creaking of the hallway window as the light wind pushed it open, just for it to close again slowly. He counted the amount of times he heard those noises repeat. Ten, eleven, twelve…

He swung his legs over and onto the floor, forcing himself to get out of bed. He stumbled over heaps of dirty clothes and toys as he made his way to the door. Like every other door in his house, it was painted white, but some of the paint had peeled off, revealing the ugly brown beneath it. After choosing a random shirt from a random pile of clothing, Dan put it on and went to brush his teeth and make himself something to eat. Adrian, his 6-year-old brother, was nowhere to be found. He assumed his mother had taken him to work again. Good. Better than the alternative. He did not feel like dragging the kid along.

Dragging him along… where? It’s not like Dan had anywhere to go. It’s not like he had anyone to go with. He mulled those facts over as he ate his cereal, and after around his fourth spoonful, he had an epiphany. Why did it matter if he went alone? He could still explore!

Just a week ago, when he met that kid Phil, he saw a path leading off somewhere into what looked like a forest. He could go there, explore a bit. Maybe he would fall through a hole and land in a kingdom of elves, where he would be crowned king!

Dan knew that it was nonsense, but he still smiled at the idea of being the hero of his own adventure. He packed a bag (a sandwich for lunch, a bottle of water and some bandaids), before rushing out the door and grabbing his bike. He rode through the town, for once feeling like he was not limited at all. He knew he had to be home before dark. Otherwise, he had the whole day to do as he pleased.

It took him around twenty minutes to arrive back in that cul-de-sac. He looked up at the house where Phil lived. He could now see potted plants on the windows, no nice car parked in the driveway and a very nice looking blue bike, as well. He wondered if it was Phil’s… He waited for a second, staring up at the many windows of the front of the house. He hoped he would see Phil looking out the window before bolting down to play with him. Of course, his silly imagination was making him hope for something that, realistically, could never happen.

After heaving a sigh, Dan got off his bike and, making sure that he doesn’t trespass on accident, walked between Phil’s house and the house next to it to get to the path that he saw leading up to a forest. He glanced at Phil’s backyard. There was a box, open, with some parts of what looked to be a swing set strewn about. He paused for a second. A large grill was tucked in the corner, some flowers were waiting to be planted, and there was… Lion.

Dan looked at the familiar toy, wondering why Phil would leave it outside, unattended. Then Dan realised… maybe he didn’t fear that if he left things outside, they’d be stolen by someone. Maybe he didn’t have to fear that. Dan tore his eyes from the toy and continued walking down the path behind the house. He stopped when he heard the sound of a door opening from somewhere behind him.

“Dan?” He heard a voice call, no doubt coming from Phil. Dan turned around and looked at the boy, who by now had Lion in his hands, holding it loosely by its left paw.

“Phil, hey.” Dan said, smiling brightly at the boy, who hopped down the three stairs from his back porch onto the grass below. He approached the fence of his backyard and smiled back at Dan, no doubt merely doing so because he seemed like a polite boy.

“What are you doing here?” Phil asked, his blue eyes looking around, as if he was expecting to find more kids, or perhaps even an adult in the vicinity.

“I got bored and I never explored this part of town.” Dan said honestly, gesturing rather vaguely behind himself at the forest. Phil looked over Dan’s shoulder, his blue eyes widening briefly, and Dan had to wonder if it was out of shock, surprise, or perhaps fascination.

“You get to go there? Are you alone?”

“Yeah, I have nothing better to do.” Dan answered, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He waited for Phil to say something, but he just kept his eyes on the green trees in the distance. “Do you want to come with me?”

That did the job, as Phil’s wide eyes somehow widened even more. Dan had to hold back a laugh that threatened to tumble down his lips. “I…” Phil started, looking over his own shoulder. Dan did the same, glancing at the house. It seemed to be empty. “Yeah, sure.” He finally said, his lips tugging up into a small smile. “Let me just put Lion away and put on my shoes!”

Dan had no time to answer before the other boy rushed into his house, tripping over the final step leading onto the porch before bolting somewhere into the house. Dan would be lying if he said that he wasn’t excited. He had never been out on an adventure with someone else. He wondered if Phil did this often. If he had friends who lead him out to see different places.

Judging by his reaction earlier, it would seem that that was not the case.

It took Phil only a moment to gather his things and come back to the back yard. He put on a cap and proudly slung a backpack of his own over his shoulder. Dan hoped he had packed important stuff, too. Maybe a flashlight, as he had forgotten one.

“You can leave your bike here, if you want to.” Phil said, gesturing to the fence. Dan was reluctant, but somehow he doubted that anyone in this neighbourhood would want to steal his rusty, beaten-up bike.

“Sure, yeah.” Dan mumbled and put the bike against the pristine-looking fence. He could only wish for his home to have a fence at all. He then turned to Phil and gestured toward the forest. The path was dusty and covered in rocks, getting thinner and grassier the closer they get to the forest.

There was silence between the two boys, but somehow neither of them minded. Dan didn’t, since he was used to being alone anyway, this was no different than walking alone. Phil, he didn’t know why Phil was not saying anything. Nonetheless, it was comforting. Not having to do anything, just walking and looking around at the surroundings that were beautiful and entirely new to both of them.

“How old are you, Phil?” Dan finally asked, looking sideways to see the other boy staring at him for a moment or two.

“11.” He said, then paused for a moment and adding a hesitant “you?”

“I turned 11 a month and a half ago.” He said proudly, to which Phil only smiled.

“So I am older.”

“Yeah, but only by- by-” he stammered, wanting to protect some sort of pride, without even knowing when Phil was born.

“My birthday is in January, and I’m turning 12.” Phil added, perhaps to help, perhaps to taunt.

Dan struggled to think of the exact number of months that he was younger, and after a silence of almost two full minutes, he finally figured it out, “6 months!” He exclaimed, proudly.

“Something like that.” Phil added with a giggle and stopped as they finally stood before the entrance into the forest. It was hardly a forest, but to the two boys it might as well have been the biggest forest in all of England.

The trees were casting shadows on the ground, specks of gold littered amongst them. The branches hung low, with roots protruding out of the visible path leading into the woods. Dan felt a rush of adrenaline as he looked in the distance, down the path they would be taking. He glanced at Phil, as if asking if he was ready.

The older boy nodded and took the first step forward, followed a second later by Dan.

“Isn’t this so cool?” Dan asked, looking around and listening to the rustling of leaves and distant chirping of various birds that made the leaves and branches and bushes of the surrounding area their home. Just behind them, the quiet neighbourhood seemed so far away.

“Yeah. Do you think we’ll see any deer?” Phil asked, trying, and failing, to hide the excitement in his voice. “Or maybe a squirrel or a bear?!” He looked over at Dan, who laughed and waved off the other boy. “Don’t be silly. There’s no bears here.” But his voice held some doubt. What if they do run into a bear and end up having to run for their lives?! His imagination made the bear look 20 feet tall with fangs the size of a small child. This imaginary beat could take one step and catch up to them even as they desperately tried to outrun it.

He shivered at the thought. He had seen videos of bears. They looked cute, but also so scary.

“Yeah, but deer!” Phil urged on, looking around him wildly, as if he could spot one just because of his sheer willpower to do so.

“Maybe. I mean, what if the deer attacks us, too? We could be trampled to death… Like Mufasa.”

“Don’t.” Phil said sternly, glaring at Dan. He did not want to be reminded how much that movie scarred him for life.

“Touchy subject?” Dan chuckled and looked down at the ground. He barely dodged tripping over a root that was poking out from the ground. He began to realise how this whole adventure could end up in bruised elbows and knees.

“I wouldn’t want Lion to die because of a stampede. Of course it’s a touchy subjects.” Phil said, stuffing his hands in his pocket. “Besides that, deer would never stomp us to death. We’d just have to wave our arms around and they’d run away.”

“But what if… there’s a group of mountain lions chasing them and we’re in the way as they try to escape?”

“There’s no mountain lions here!”

“How exactly would you know that, Phil?”

Phil looked ahead, lips pursed in a thin line. “I just know, okay?”

Dan rolled his eyes and kept walking, pointing out plants and funny-shaped trees and saving Phil from tripping over things at least three times. They came across a fork in the path and had a discussion as to where they should go. Dan said, left, of course, since the path was darker and the forest looked denser with trees and they could explore more. While Phil said right, where he could see a clearing and some objects in the distance down a small hill.

After much debate, they went to the right and saw that this part of the forest was, sadly, used to dump garbage. Phil said how wrong that was, how nature should be protected. Dan agreed, yes he did, but at the same time… There were cool things thrown away.

“Oh wow, look.” Dan said, pointing at an old car, most windows smashed, the inside littered with beer cans and cigarette butts. “I have no clue what car it is, but it’d be so cool if it still worked.” He said, looking over at Phil, who was far more cautious as he approached the smashed vehicle.

“Dan, watch out for the glass.” He warned, but Dan didn’t care as he stuck his hand through the broken window and pulled out something. “Oh, ew!” Phil laughed and looked a little closer at what Dan pulled out. It was obviously a bra. Pink and lacy, and Dan barely held it with his fingernails, too afraid to touch it. Girls still had cooties, after all.

“You know what this means?” He asked Phil, looking amused. “Someone had s-”

“Don’t!” Phil gasped and clasped his hand over Dan’s mouth. He felt the other boy’s tongue on his palm, and his face drained of colour. “Dan! Gross!” He scowled and wiped his hands on his jeans.

“Fine, I won’t say it, you big baby.” He poked out his tongue mockingly, but Phil only turned around and started looking at all the things people discarded. There were pieces of old board games, more cigarette butts, bottles of beer and other alcoholic drinks, as well as some cooler stuff. An acoustic guitar with a single string attached; an action figure of some robot, missing a leg and a hand; a couple of old doll with smashed heads, ripped hair; a bike with a bent wheel…

“What do you think these needles were used for?” Dan asked as they wandered deeper into the dump. There were some more old cars, a few fridges and stoves.

“Whatever it is, I don’t think we should go near them. Don’t step on them.” Phil said, having heard how many viruses could be gotten from rusty metal and used needles.

Dan wasn’t actively planning on stepping on needles anyway, but he did keep Phil’s words in the back of his mind.

After some more mindless walking, Dan found some sticks on the ground, and pick two of them up. “Let’s have a sword fight.” He suggested, holding his right arm outstretched with one of the “swords” out toward Phil.

Uncertainty was visible in Phil’s eyes, but he nodded and took the stick. He watched as Dan took out a stance that almost looked legit. He positioned himself in a similar stance, and then extended his “sword” toward the other.

“En garde!” Dan said, then swung the stick at Phil, who blocked it with his own, and got a chance to swing right back at Dan.

Laughter and playful banter could be heard throughout the area as the two boys ran and jumped around, fighting to the death in this imaginary duel. They both wore smiles on their faces. Both of them would say how they never had more fun, how they never smiled this much in the presence of another person, if they had the confidence to do so.

Their fight dragged on to last three hours, with both boys claiming parts of the garbage dump as their territory, then trying to sneak around to get to the other person’s territory and steal something as part of the goal to win the game. It was Phil’s idea, the game, and Dan was more than happy to follow along. They each took some planks, building makeshift bases and hideouts…

Before they knew it, the time on Phil’s digital watch showed 15:02, and dread washed over the older boy. “Dan!” He called out, leaving his “sword” in his “hideout” and looking at the younger boy worriedly. “I gotta go.” He said, and the smile melted from Dan’s face. “Oh, yeah, okay.” He said, shifting awkwardly and leaving his own weapon behind.

Both boys were disappointed, but along the way back, they agreed that they would play again. Dan said how he could come again the following day, and Phil agreed happily. They hardly knew much about each other, but they got along. That was all that mattered to Dan.

Once they exited the woods and were back on the path toward Phil’s house, Dan realised how the time flew by, but he still had the rest of the day to do something with. “Why do you have to go?” He asked Phil, voice smaller than it had been earlier.

“My mum’s about to come home and I am not allowed to leave the house without her permission.” Phil said, checking his watch again. 15:21. “I have to clean my room, so I gotta be home early because of that, too.”

“So you just sneaked out to play with me?” Dan asked, some of his chipper nature returning to his voice.

“I guess. I’ve never done that before.”

“I do that all the time.” Dan said proudly, as if running away from home, even for a few hours, was somehow super cool. In his mind, it was.

They reached Phil’s backyard and Dan picked up his bike, glad to see that no one had touched it. “I’ll see you tomorrow?” He asked Phil.

Phil nodded, opening the gate and stepping inside. He looked over at Dan. “See you tomorrow, Dan.” He said, then jogged up to the porch and into the house.

Dan sat on his bike and rode off, going back home. He was not too happy about that, but he knew that he could find no one else would would be willing to play with him. He had fun, and he knew he would have the same amount of fun the following day.

#phan #phanfiction #phanfic #daniel howell #danisnotonfire #phil lester #amazing phil #mine #dnp #dan and phil

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clumsydweeb · 8 years ago

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Hoi!~ here are some prompts ; and no I cannot take credit for them ;-;

• “The doctor said it’s normal” - “Well that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.”  • “Baby, you’re not a bother.” - “I’m too needy, you don’t deserve it.”  • “Come with me to the other room.” - “We’re not going to talk about this now.”  • “Did you just hiss at me?” - “Are you judging me?”  • “Don’t yell at me like I’m a child!!” - “DON’T THROW SCISSORS!”  • “Here, take me blanket/jacket.” - “I told you, I’m not cold.” *shivering*  • “Did you hear that?” - “I’m telling you, I’m haunted.”  • “I just wanted an easy day with my boyfriend/girlfriend. Is that too much to ask?”  • “Why are you awake right now?”  • “Come over here and make me.”  • “I want my best friend back.” - “Kevin is over there.”  • “H-how long have you been standing there?” - “Long enough.”  • “You’re lying, you’re blushing.” - “Shut up, no I’m not!”  • “No, I’m not talking to you.”  • “No more!” - “Okay, fine, I won’t send you any more selfies.”  • “What do you have?” - “Pizza rolls and Cup O’ Noodles…that’s about it. Popcorn?”  • “The salad here is really good.” - “Do I look like a fucking rabbit?”  • “Open this.” - “Can you say please?”  • “I just came to say goodbye…” - “Bullshit, you just feel bad.”  • “You’re on level 176.” - “Can you judge me harder?”  • “Jinx, you owe me a coke.” - *can’t speak until they buy a soda*  • “Please don’t leave me.” - “I don’t want to go”  • “Babe, I’m sorry.” - “Suck my ass.”  • “Liar, liar, pants on fire!” - “Seriously, you’re worse than a kid.”  • “You can’t ride a bike?” - “Why are we whispering?”  • “Is it that time of the month?” - “You literally ask me that whenever I’m mad at you!”  • “We’re going downtown.” - “There’s a strip club downtown.”  • “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” - “Well, you shouldn’t be saying it then.”  • “It’s not mine, I swear.” - “How is it not fucking yours!”  • “Take it off.” - “Like a bandaid?”  • “I told you…” - “Yeah, yeah, yeah, quit nagging.”  • “Boo?” - “You’re my boo.”  • “Don’t you ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me!”  • “You broke what?!?” - “Don’t worry, I’m okay.”  • “Why’re you dressed like that?” - “Does that mean it looks good or should I change?”  • “Fine, just do what you have to do.” - “Can you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”  • “…then I picked up your coffee by mistake.” - “All I want is an apology.”  • “Well, this is awkward.” - “Don’t touch me.”  • “You can’t make me.” - “What are you? Five?”  • “You’re a blanket hog!” - “Leave me alone and stop being so selfish.”  • “It’s not fair that you’re hot and funny.” - “Look who’s talking…just kidding, your jokes suck.”  • “I hate you.” - “No, you don’t.”  • “Should I be worried?” - “Is the grass green?”  • “You’re kidding me?!” - “Shush, my mom never taught me.”  • “I’m your lock screen?!” - “You weren’t supposed to see that.”  • “Will you go with me?” - “As long as you hold my hand.”  • “Baby, I’m scared.” - “You don’t have to be; not as long as I’m here.”  • “Come inside, I’m sorry.” - “Not until you apologize.” - “I just said I’m freaking sorry.”  • “Your voice is sexy.” - “Your ass is sexy.”  • “If I asked, you’d say no.” - “You don’t know that.”  • “Seriously, the chimney?” - “The squirrel can’t win!”  • “32?” - “I’ll prove it!”  • “It’s just so little and adorable.” - “That’s what she said.”  • “You’re not mature enough to be a parent.” - “Try me.”  • “Take a chance.” - “Umm…let me think…no.”  • “Game’s over, you son of a bitch!!” - “Okay, just don’t hit me.”  • “You forgot about my birthday!” - “In my defense, I forget about a lot of things.”  • “You need more stamina.” - “No, I need more steak and eggs. So…get on it.”  • “Can you dance with me?” - “You’re not mad?”  • “I’ll smash it, I swear.” - “You smash it and we’re done.”  • “Move!” - “Why would I move if I’m so comfy where I am?”  • “I’m not going in.” - “Then we’re not going to get a treat after.”  • “I really would’ve liked it if you told me your parents were coming to town.” - “I really would’ve liked it if you put underwear on before coming into the kitchen.”  • “I found it in the recycling bin.” - “Well, you’re the one killing the environment, so who’s really in the wrong here?”  • “We bet, and you lost.” - “But tattoos are permanent.”  • “Can you quit being so sassy?” - “Can you quit being so controlling?”  • “Are you getting jealous?” - “You’re changing your outfit, now!”  • “What time is it there?” - “We’re in the same time-zone.”  • “Quit flirting.” - “I didn’t mean to-”  • “I just don’t know what happened.” - “You’re too good for them.”  • “You have a cute nose, don’t make me break it.”  • “Tell me what I can do to help.” - “Sing me to sleep.”  • “You still need your baby blanket?”  • “Did you black out?” - “I feel like I’m gonna puke.”  • “Let’s just bury the hatchet.” - “Fuck your hatchet.”  • “I bet it’s a boy.” - “I bet it’s a turtle.”  • “Spare change?” - “You can’t be responsible, you don’t get your wallet.”  • “Cuddle or leave.” - “So is that a no to supper?”  • “Are you high?” - “I’m just so fucking tired.”  • “Why did I marry you?” - “It took a lot of convincing.”  • “Who’s texting you?” - “Umm. nobody.”  • “You have two choices.” - “Neither of which I like…”  • “I want a dog.” - “I want a cat.”  • “Chinese food?” - “Do we even know what that’s made of?”  • “These sheets are stained.” - “That’s disgusting.”  • “You don’t know how to change a tire?” - “Give it a rest, would you?”  • “That’s my ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.” - “Well, kiss me so they see.”  • “We got lucky. You’re not gonna do that again, right?”  • “Hey, babe, look what I found.” - “GET THAT OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!!!”  • “You’ve been replaced.” - “Alright, we’ll see how you feel when you need me to kill a spider in the shower.”  • “Are those slippers?” - “Is that you being mean? AGAIN?”  • “You forgot your book.” - “No, I lost my book!”  • “You’re weird.” - “Or you’re just basic.”  • “We need a vacation.” - “You read my mind too much, it scares me.”  • “Why’d you hug him? You love him?”  • “Sorry.” - “Good choice.”  • “Luck? Nope. Skills.” - “If it’s skill then do it again.”  • “Why can’t you just believe me?” - “Because you lied about it before.”  • “This bath is too damn hot.” - “This is why we can’t do cute things. You complain too much.”  • *Make up your own*

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myheartsaidit · 8 years ago

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So you wanted to talk to your EX.....an all then other things I did while I was SOBER!!

I know what you’re thinking…well maybe I don’t but I’m pretty sure I’m in the same ball park sitting in the same section and cheering for the same team.

Why would anyone want to talk to their ex….unless it was to ensure that fell of the side of the earth and it was safe to come out of hiding.?!?!

Not I though….you see after a five year hiatus I decided that with every good intention that talking to my ex would be a monumental decision…..and I’m pretty sure you can see where this is going..right.

You know that feeling you get when you think “Hey I’m being a good person today, I’m being nice to people, I’m gonna drive around that squirrel even though he darted out in traffic, and I’m gonna be calm while this person in front of me orders the most complex Starbucks coffee ever known to man…….

Yeah those feelings will get you in the shitter faster then Taco Bell breakfast will , and you know why…because you have your blinders on. That squirrel that ran into traffic is basically daring you to hit him and you being all nice swerve and end up with that Starbucks coffee (that took an hour to get because you let person in front of you take forever,) in your damn lap.

Now back to the subject at hand….so I decided let’s shoot my ex a message on Facebook because at this time in all seriousness he was going through some things and I felt like I should reach out and be nice…..and oh was I like Elmer Fudd to Bugs Bunny …..

You know have you have everything figured out in your head about how you will act if you ever talk to your ex again…yeah well throw all that sh!t out the window because you can’t predict it and you’re gonna go from be nice and innocent intentions to straight cruel intentions expect without Ryan Philippe and the incest ……

Let’s see one minute everything was pure and innocent and conversation was easy..way easier then before…and then ……OH BOY….things got steamier then that car with Jack and Rose in the backseat. That innocent convo you were having turned into your ex trying to be fuck buddies, the stick to your piñata….. And now I’ve ruined childhood games……. The fact is it seems that once you’ve seen somebody in their birthday suit the road always leads back to wanting them to put it on….or take it off…..BUT let’s just say if it doesn’t happen soon their like a cat with a flashlight and will lose attention quicker then the Falcons lost their lead to the Pats… My ex lasted two weeks…we went from sweet innocent conversations, to maybe being friends who fuck, to video chat flashing, and then to being unfriended on Facebook because apparently you can’t message someone at seven in the morning to see if they got sleep even though they were online when you did it and their not the only person on Facebook you messaged that morning but they seem to be the only one to take it fu#king personal!!!! But …I….digress… You see an unfriending can say a lot…I know for me it takes someone to annoy me completely for me to take such a step and somewhere between sexting and flashing we landed on planet awkward and got unfriended . After the event that shall not be named I had no idea what happened I was simply put…lost. This man that I went 1854 days without talking to had magically came in turned me on, made promises, and then removed our main form of communication……. Seeing as the douche decided he didn’t trust me with his phone number. No explanation… No nothing… I was simply lost and admittedly hurt and even though he gave a heartfelt apology for his past actions it was like he peeled the bandaid off the would he just put it on. I felt like Harley Quinn and not the bad ass Margot Robbie version but the one in the cartoon that prances around in lingerie trying to seduce Joker but he’s too in his head to actually pay attention and eventually just throws her out the door because he’s annoyed. Yeah that was me….this love obsessed fool parading around for some unappreciative clown that’s too in his head to appreciate what’s in front of him. After two hours of feeling bad for myself and listening to Adele….I pulled myself together and began to see things for what they were….this is one man in the entire world that at the age of 32 still feels as if he is not fit for a relationship and has not been in one since ours which was five years ago. This is nothing to feel bad about , it is what it is and its nothing that can be done to change the mind of someone so set in their ways so you have to move on and except it. So for the past week I had excepted it and have decided that I will no longer Facebook stalk and that I will stop listening to Adele….at least for a while cause that women can kill you at Hello.

#sarcasm #breakup #relationship #funny #coffee #exes #bad idea #harley quinn #joker

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