#and then imogen gives her an answer that she THINKS is vanilla

[nudibutch]

i think imogen deserves to ride spectral form of dread dick as a treat

[e8luhs]

BLACK SUN.

i’m here for a productive time, not a long time.

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a playlist for catriona hao, tracklist & annotations under the cut

I. HAVE YOU GOT IT IN YOU? / IMOGEN HEAP

it takes a lot to always be on form, it takes a lot i maybe not all the time, all i’ve got, maybe not

II. DOG DAYS ARE OVER / FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE

happiness hit her like a train on a track coming towards her, stuck still no turning back she hid around corners, and she hid under beds she killed it with kisses, and from it she fled with every bubble she sank with a drink and washed it away down the kitchen sink

III. NIGHT SKY / CHVRCHES

i communicate in simple streams (take your time) i'm the only one who gave you the truth (speak to me) once you leave me you were really gone (far and near) give me something to remember you by (always be) all that's here is what you left behind (majesty) slowly moving in the back of my mind (can't forget) take a moment to remember me (and i will) and make me blind so i don't ever look back

IV. COFFEE / JACK STAUBER

wow french vanilla, i think i should sit this one out (no no no) maybe a cup of self control would be the route (but it’s the flavor, it’s the flavor you want!) maybe so, but it feels better to check than to reflect oh

V. ALICE / POGO

[instrumental]

VI. WE PUT A PEARL IN THE GROUND / ST VINCENT

[instrumental]

VII. OPHELIA / MARIKA HACKMAN

she who walks alone in life, is she by herself? we are only as old as we’ve been told and i’m not ready for the shelf

VIII. NOBODY / MITSKI

my god, i'm so lonely so i open the window to hear sounds of people to hear sounds of people venus, planet of love was destroyed by global warming did its people want too much too? did its people want too much?

IX. AQUARIUM / NOSAJ THING

[instrumental]

X. SCIENCE/VISIONS / CHVRCHES

with understanding you won’t let it cast you down a mind full of questions a current to purify science and vision be near when i call your name or ask me a question

XI. I’M GOD / IMOGEN HEAP

[instrumental]

XII. ALL THIS AND HEAVEN TOO / FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE

but with all my education i can’t seem to command it and the words are all escaping me and coming back all damaged and i would put them back in poetry if i only knew how i can’t seem to understand it

XIII. RUINS / TOBY FOX

[instrumental]

XIV. RADIANT / EVERYTHING EVERYTHING

i'm staring through the telescope hungry i'm staring through the telescope at all, at all, i know when every inch of matter is measured and every force and element is known, is known, it's on you're looking for whatever comes after you're looking for a way to escape, escape it all you're looking for a map with no markings you're having second thoughts about it all, it all

XV. END OF THOUGHT / REGINA SPEKTOR

i thought about what you said and it's the end of your thought that really made me upset be careful before you decide the universe is too big the universe is too big you cannot make a mistake you cannot make a mistake

XVI. NUMB / MARINA AND THE DIAMONDS

i feel numb most of the time lower i get, the higher i’ll climb, and i will wonder why i got dark only to shine looking for the golden light oh it’s a reasonable sacrifice!

XVII. WORKING FOR THE KNIFE / MITSKI

i always knew the world moves on i just didn't know it would go without me i start the day high and it ends so low 'cause I'm working for the knife

XVIII. BLACK SUN / DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

there is an answer in a question and there is hope within despair and there is beauty in a failure and there are depths beyond compare there is a role of a lifetime and there's a song yet to be sung and there's a dumpster in the driveway of all the plans that came undone

XIX. POOR ATLAS / DESSA

there’s a book full of plans at the feet of poor atlas titled ‘for man’ but the architects only drew blanks now there’s nowhere to go but go back, go back, go back, go back

XX. STONE MOUNTAIN / ST BEAUTY

lately i’ve been way too hard on myself blaming my problems on everyone else (stone mountain, stone mountain) (stone mountain, stone mountain) (stone mountain, stone mountain) i was thinking it was too far away but i knew this was the path i had to take (stone mountain, stone mountain) (stone mountain, stone mountain) (stone mountain, stone mountain)

XXI. LIFE_UNIVERSE / DETEKTIVBYRAN

[instrumental]

XXII. DUVET / BOA

and you don't seem the lying kind a shame that i can read your mind and all the things that i read there candlelit smile that we both share and you know i don't mean to hurt you but you know that it means so much and you don't even feel a thing i am falling, i am fading i am drowning, help me to breathe! i am hurting, i have lost it all i am losing help me to breathe

XXIII. ISLAND / ETIQUETTE

you kicked up quite the fuss, and then you laid the blame on us you blamed all of us do you even remember that? do you remember that?

XXIV. HEARTACHE / TOBY FOX

[instrumental]

XXV. VESUVIUS / SUFJAN STEVENS

vesuvius, i am here you are all i have fire of fire i'm insecure for it is all been made to plan though i know i will fail i cannot be made to laugh for in life, as in death i'd rather be burned than be living in debt

XXVI. A BURNING HILL / MITSKI

so today, i will wear my white button-down i can at least be neat walk out and be seen as clean and i'll go to work, and i'll go to sleep and i'll love the littler things i'll love some littler things

XXVII. DROWN / MARIKA HACKMAN

oh i am bold as brass posing as gold you can shine me all you want but i am hard as i am cold to know your faults to know yourself i suit me well

XXVIII. TIME FOR US / ELSIANE

why keep modifying the ways now that you found this why keep trying to understand what have you caused? we need results from this now we need resolving cannot waste more time get me resolving now!

XXIX. FEARS / MTNS

i think my fears come true you feel the same way too i’m leaving, pack my bags and i’ll see you later see you later

XXX. RUNNING UP THAT HILL (A DEAL WITH GOD) / KATE BUSH

you don’t want to hurt me but see how deep the bullet lies unaware i’m tearing you asunder ooh, there is thunder in our hearts is there so much hate for the ones we love? tell me, we both matter, don’t we?

XXXI. NOBODY KNOWS / ELSIANE

all of this time i've been trying to resolve the pain that we've been constantly exposed as an often strength maybe you'll find there's a start and a stopping place i follow my heart always and felt the pain it's been so hard the task to resolve investigating ourselves becoming what we don't want to be suffering all by ourselves will you realize what has happened here? will you repair all the falling tears? as long as i'm holding i'm facing the strength in my heart

XXXII. WHAT THE WATER GAVE ME / FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE

and oh, poor atlas the world's a beast of a burden you've been holding on a long time and all this longing and the ships are left to rust that's what the water gave us

XXXIII. SORRY / THE MOTH AND THE FLAME

i’m sorry for everything i’ve done and i’ll no sooner lay down than i’ll be anything i’m not i don’t question the rules i answer for them

XXXIV. SCATTERED AND LOST / LENA RAINE

[instrumental]

XXXV. SHIP TO WRECK / FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE

and oh, my love remind me what was it that i said? i can’t help but pull the earth around me to make my bed and oh, my love remind me what was it that i did? did i drink too much? am i losing touch? did i build a ship to wreck?

XXXVI. REAL PAIN / INDIGO DE SOUZA

i wanna kick, wanna scream i wanna know it's not my fault i wanna know it's not my fault i didn't mean it!

XXXVII. SOMMARFAGEL / WINTERGATAN

[instrumental]

XXXVIII. TORNADOLAND / REGINA SPEKTOR

it’s so much easier than you think, you try so hard and every time you get it wrong, you get it right you get it wrong but you get it right you get it right

XXXIX. RESURRECTIONS / LENA RAINE

[instrumental]

XL. SOFTWARE GREATMAN / EVERYTHING EVERYTHING

fish are swimming in and out of all our rooms i just thought that maybe I'd get used to doom well, i never did and i never will again there has been much-grieving in relationships

[manorspeaks]

“I haven’t slept in nearly twenty six years. -- twenty seven this September. That gives you a lot of time to think, you know? and through the years I was able to let go of why this had to happen to me. Because it’s not about me, it never really was. I wouldn’t take my actions back for the world. I have a purpose. and so long as it gets what it wants from me, she’ll be able to survive.”

LEARN MORE ABOUT IMOGEN WARD’S STORY BELOW.

full name: imogen ward age of death: twenty date of death: september 17th, 1993 cause of death: snapped neck. face claim: madelaine petsch  tells on the ouija board: the planchette moves slowly across the board. appearance: leather jacket, red hair pulled into a pony, tight fitting jeans, dirty white keds. quick facts: leads all the other spirits, and seems to know the most about the shadow. normally the only one around the ouija board. has a tendency to tinker with lighting. lost her twin sister, rowan. oldest ghost known to the public as most are still trapped in their loops. gave her life in hopes to save her sister’s spirit. bones still remain in the tunnels. despite being trapped with the shadow for twenty six years, still terrified of it.

While working for the Crenshaws, Imogen and her sister saw a lot. She came just to work for the summer before she had to go back to college. Thinking it was a good opportunity to make some cash. She heard the rumors of the Crenshaw’s loss, and how they had built walls so high and so thick around themselves that the community barely even recognized them like they once did. Imo and her sister saw through the pain, and tried to reach the people. Imogen being the one who wound up succeeding, becoming close to Ida during her days working in the manor.

Rowan, on the other hand, found her attention drawn to another who lived in the manor. Someone who Imogen didn’t trust, not even the slightest. Every day Imogen just became more and more suspicious of this person, while Rowan seemed to just fall more and more in love. The two girls for the first time in their twenty years, really had their first big fight. The girls screaming until late in the night things they never thought they’d dare speak aloud, and the fight only came to a conclusion after Imogen said something so horrible to her sister, Rowan had no response. Just leaving. Something they swore they’d never do no matter how painful the fight.

But rather than following, Imogen allowed her to leave. And that was the biggest mistake she could have ever made. the next morning she wakes up and is suddenly sobered by her words as they roll through her mind once more. And when Rowan didn’t come home that night, she knew where she must have been. At the fucking manor. With a couple of friends, Imogen headed back to the manor in order to find her sister. Running through the halls, screaming her name, begging for her to just answer her. Yelling how sorry she was for the horrible things she said, but her pleads fell on deaf ears.

Until she reached the back garden, a place Rowan seemed to thrive in. What she discovered was the sight of her sister dead in the flower bed, body mangled and contorted. Blood staining her dress. Imogen screamed for her friends but they never answered, she pleaded, begged, for hours until the individual who she never trusted came into focus. He didn’t seem phased by the sight below, though, and then a frantic Ida rushed past him.

She continued to repeat ‘what did you do’ over and over and at the time, Imogen didn’t understand who she was talking to, but s͍̬̩̊ͭ̔͞h̴̢e̢̍ͭ͠ ̨̳̠͙̘̥̹̻͓͇̖̥͇̻̳͙͜͝w̪̝͔̘̯̬as̫͍̰͇̞̺͔ͥ̓̓́̑ͪ̚ ͓ͧţ̸̮͠al̈̔҉҉̠̯ķ̧̓͗ͨ̅͐̀ͫ̐͗̉ͩ̚͜į͆̓̽̓ͮ͐̇ͧͯ̃͊̾͂̌͝҉͕̞̭͙͎̰̜̝̻̼͙͈̘̯n͊̈́ͯͯͦͥ̚̚g ̮̤̦̹̣̬̪̦͓̥̘́ͦͬ̔ͭ̒̌̎̆ͩ̎́̕t͓̫̭̲͇̺̜̫̻̼̦̞̩̖̊̆ͤ͊̍ͨ̔͛̓̊̈ͯ̿̚o̦͈ͩ͒͌͘͠ͅ ̵̑ͭ̕t̷̝̮̍ͬh͛ͪe̸͗͒̄̒ͪ͏̟͖̤̞̫ ̹͈̯̹̫̲̣̯̪̙̟̠̱̒ͭͯ̇̌͂̆̎̈̓̇̅̿s̨̨̙̩̹̻̲͉ͫ̈́̓̂̇̌͘ẖ̙͖̰͇͍̲̱̞̳a͠͏҉ḑ̸̖̜̹̝̦̘̪̻͈̳̞̯͎͈ͮͪ̽͊̓̌̆̽ͥ͆͆ͬ̂ͩ͝o̶̵͙͔̻͎̹͡w͍̭͎̲̝̘͖̱ͬ̈́̇̋̔ͨͣ̎. and then ida told imo all about the manor, about the h̢́̕o̦̻̭̦͙̞͇̺̣̙̗̥̠̗͛̑ͧ̍ͩ̈́ͯ̇͋̇͐ͩ́͐r̜̋r̩̭͙̹̼̠̫̓͒͌̑̒̌̔ì̶͝b̝͙̖̗͙̗̹̲̺̫̰̿̀͐̈ͪ͊ͪ͋̀͆̌l̵͓ͪ͡͡ê̄ͤ̽̋̍͑̐̒ͮ̓̚ ̛̔͐͂ͦ̏ͫ͒͒͘t͙̘̟̬̩̖ͫͥ͑ͩ́ͦ̀ͅẖ͙̙͔̦͍̭̤͑̔̃ͫ͌͒ͨͫi͚͙̞̞͓̪̖͈͉̮̤̩͓͇͢͞͠ͅng̢̍͑̉ͦ̑ͨ̀͑ͤͨ͊ͩ̀͝s̰̣̟̘̻̺̮̳͉̬̖͙͔̳͈̾͋͌ͬ̓̌͛ͭ̃̂̂̑͋͊̚ that happened in her home. s̴̡̡͕̟̓̇̄̿͑̈́̀̄̈̀͑̌̚h̶̳͈̜̞̥͓͎̺̩͓̱̯͓̮͙̐̅̇́̅̉̓̆̂́̐̚ȩ̴͎̥͈̞̺̟̗̋ ̶͖́̅̃́͌͝ͅb̴̡̡̛͇̥̯͕̰̖͚̹̖͆̾̊̽̆̾̅̌̾̇̌̚̕͜ę̵̗̭͙͇̝̀͛̏̉͊̽͜͠g̵̨̬͖͈̝͇̳͙͇̣̽̀̋̂͝g̴̡̧̡̛̥͖͖̱̟̤̜̫̘̮̦̪̈́̔͋̀e̴͓̮̩̖͐̊̓̒̑̏̇̉̏̅̚͠d̶̡̙̦̗̹̩̦̰̤̻̣͎̤̓̍̒̃̎̈́̈̌̈́̚̕ ̶̢̣̀̅̋́̓̈̃͋͗̓̇̚̚͠ţ̷̝͔̯̰̬͕̙̖̱͍̬̑̂h̵̹̟̺̞̹̘͎͉͌̀ė̶̢̺̫̀̽ ̷̤̬͎͚̺̬͍̭͖̪̼͓͕̄́͋̉͐͂̅͗̽s̴̝̦̉̂̏̒̌̒͊̆̍̽̀h̶̛̠̺̅͑̄̔͆̌̇͒̂̊͗͠ä̸͈̟̻͓̞́̉̋̉͋̋̿̿͊͑̓͑̚͝ď̴͉̖̦̙͙̍̀̆́̂̃̾̋̈͠͝͝ọ̶̥̹̜͙̩͛ẅ̴̞̣̯̘́̈́͌ͅ imogen couldn’t bare the thought of her sister being t̵̩̞̯̰̩̎̒̎̀̋̒̃́̍̕͝͠r̷̩͓͈̣̖̞͇̗͚͑̾͊̑̅̽͂̓̃͌̑͐̽̓̈̈́́̑͑͋̈́̕͘̕͝ą̶̡̭̜͚͖̍͐̐͋̿͐̿̋͐͒̚̚ͅp̷̃͗��̨̢̡̖̟̹̥͍͚̬̞̩̩̺̘͚̱̲͎̖̜̩̒͑̏̋̿̉̑̾̔̇̓̾̿̐͂͝͠ͅͅp̷̢̨̧̨̝̜̘̗͎͗̉͝͝ę̶̼̮͓̯̯̟̭̲͎̂̇͂̊̐̈́̎͑́̈́͋͊͐̕͘͝͝d̴̢̨̛̛̛̠̹̟͉̿̽͆͒̽̽͛͒̈̚͠͠ ̶̱̫̼̫͎̌̋̿͐̓͗̅̄̑̀̈́͘̕͠͠͠ͅŵ̷͈̱͕̩̝̳̻̩̜͍̪̮̟͔̻̙̫͉̙̲͛̃͑̀̀̿̍͋͘͝͝ͅį̵̡͕̩̻̜̪̫̫̹̤͓̹̼͖̞́ͅt̸̨̙̀̍̏̈́̀̾̅̚ḩ̴̢̧̰̝̖̺͇̭͓̤̫͓͉̪̗̭̟̲̲̹͍̀̐̉̏͆̊̾̌ ̶̡̨͍͈͖͎̟̳͚͎̭͇̖̻̝̠̻̩̣͓̣̘̃̆̄̒̊̽͐́͂̔̅̏̓͐̌͌̑̊̓̇̓̕͘̚͜ţ̸̼̝̹͎̠̝̘͍̦̜̟̩̲̃͛ͅh̴̛̼̖̥͇̦̣͈̝̹̤͗̽̒̓͝ĕ̶͚͚͙͍̱̖ ̴̤̻͇̝͍͙̮͈̊͆͆̀͒̀̆̌̌̈́̃̽͋́̒͒͛̕͝͝͠m̵̜̘̙̜̘͔̓̌̑͊̀̎̓̊͆̿̃̉͌͝͝͝o̷̧̢̧͉̻͇̳͕̝͍̪̰͓͎͎̠̬̜̗̖̗̱̥̳̯̓̉̈͑̃̓͗̂̂̄̈́̋̉̋̾͒̄́̅͂̚͘͝ņ̵̹̭͓̭̟̫̠̼͚̯̘̫̺͉̝̱̩͂̇̌͆̉̄̒̔͐̕͜͠s̷̡͇͇̰͇͎̼̳̞̩̗̔̀̈́͊̎͊̐̓̊̚͜͝t̷̡͔͎̲͎̼̑̈̋̏̀́͒̊̋̃̌́͑̎̚͜e̶̡̡͓̫̤͉̹̞̲͙̹͍͉̐͊̒́̈́̾̀͛̍̈́͋̒͆̔̎̅͘͜͝͝ŗ̶̨͍͔͚̱̳̻̩͓͎̹͎̗͍͎͕̟͔̂̎̋͗̓̓̋̅̿̑͘.  so she did the only thing she thought to do ... ȃ̸̢̱̱̙̉̇̽̓͛̓́͆̾̈́̏̎̍̍̅̾̓͂̐̀̋̄̉̚͘̕͘̚͝͝ͅn̷̫͚̠̘̱͚̞͙͓̜̲͖͉̘̳̙͖͎͇͙̋̓́͋͂͠ͅḑ̶̢̡̢̧̢̛̻̮̖̻̪͔̹̯̖͈̣̙̟̲̼̲͓͓͎̖̞̣̜̻̗́̇̀̊̒̾̀͆̉͑̈́̈́͒̏̒̆̓̇͑̿̐̑̀͌̾̔̈́̓̇̕ ̸̧̡̯̞͈̲̮̘̖̼̮̳̬̖͓͍̩̫͇̜͈̝̗̲͔͖̮͚̻͔́̍̓͋̈́̒́͑̈́́̋̌̔̔͋͆̏̎͌͘̚̕͝t̵̢̨̡̛̛̙̪̖̰̤̲̙̯̺̗̲͑̂̍̅̿̈̈̒̊͐̌̿̏̓͑͂́͗̓̒̌̓̈́̃̕͘͘̕͘̕h̸̢̢͉͉̲̘̼̫̦͔̽͛͋̓̇̃̅̋͒͛̏̕͘ͅę̷̦̞̟̝̭̦̠͓̩̯̟̹̤̟͈̜͌̐̐͋̍̿̂͊̊̎̄͋̔̚̕̚͘͠n̵̨͈͍͇̬̟͔͖̟̪͔͍̼͔͇̥͔̥͎̖͎̩̬͍̲̮̍̉͗͆͐̐̑̔̉̾̕͜͝ ̵̨̥͓̫͎̻̠̠͙̼̯̳̘͑̈͜͠ͅḩ̷̧͇̤̝̯̱̰̤̭̜̯̺̣̼̙̗̦̞̟̾͐̽́͌̆́ė̷͚̎̈́́͋̓͌̄̚ ̴̢̢̛̻͚̲͖̞͙̣̣̪͈̯̲̘̘̗͙̙̠̬̀̎́̃͝ͅs̸̙͓̖̺̃̔͑̈́̓̐̽̔̀͊̈́̀͐̿̔̎̾͘͠͝͝͠͝n̷̢̺̮̩̱͍̖̗̬͉̫̫͓̻͎̫̪̥̦̺̼͖͖̮̼͉̋̅̈̿͆́̽̌̏̆̽̒̔̐̈͑͜͝ͅà̶̧̨̧̛̺̳̱͔̩̳͍͓̹̙͇̝̤̫̟͚̤̮̩͎͓̎̿̅̌̉̓̈́̉̓̂̋̈́͌̆̏̆̂̏͘͘͜ͅͅp̸̧̱̗̥͖͕̼͙̟͈͍̝͍̳̩̘̻̯͍͉̞͇̖͚̥̳̑̚ͅp̸͗̐̀��̡̜̞͍̭͙̲̜̦̱̜̫͇̞̪̤͙̗̮͖̦̙͔͕̝͈̩̋̀̐̊̾̊̽̚͝ę̸̢̡̳͙̲̮̣̯̝̻̱̰̳̏̊̀͐̈́̈̏̓̊͗̆̓͋̓̈́̆̏̀̈́̇̅̌͊̂͐͘͠ͅd̷̢̥̩̣̖͎̟͙̤̭̪̘̲̼͈̯͍̳̯̜̰̥̽͒̈̈́̒̎̎͒͂͌̂̆̓̽͘͠͝ͅ ̷̡̧̢̡̗̗̳̖̳͙̻͕̹̮̰̠͕̗͔̪̺̤̺̺̜͈̪̙͛͆ḩ̵̢̨̡̰̤̤̱̥̹̳̞̻̳̱̼̜͉̉̈́̔͗̐̂̐͘ͅȩ̵̢̡̨̢̰͙͉̲̭̗̬̯̼̮͚̫̲̼̯͍̫̖̺̣̘̟͑͌̔̒̈̌̐̈́̇̓͑͘͜͠͝ͅr̷̡̢̡̬̺̥͓̥͉͉̲̦͚̥̹̣͙͂̈́̏̍̀͐̈́̓͐̄͆̉͒̐͜͝ ̶͙͚͕̑̉͐̆̚͘n̷̢̨͔̬̮͕͚̗̣̝͙̰̖͎̈́̄͐̍͆́͆͊͌̏̌̊̓̈͝͠͝ė̶̬͕͈̭̭̰͙͚͔͉͖͎̫̳̟̹̈ͅc̷͖͍̱͉͖̟͇̝͇̩͎͇̼͂͐̄͗͌͆̌̌̇͒̋̀̒̆̈́̏̀́́͌̐̑͌̆͘̚ͅk̸̡̜͓̹̟͍͕̱̰͌͒̒̄́̆̂͒͂̓̐̏̉͛͛͗͂̍̂̓̓̚͠͝

And boy, did Imogen deliver on her promise. For months she kept the monster fed on her fear. Her lack of knowledge. How easy it was to pick and pull at her insecurities. The shadow has always really enjoyed harassing her over anyone else, simply because her pain was so rich, and her desire to keep others safe so easy to manipulate. But even through everything the shadow has done for her, Imogen tries to remain positive. Because once a month, she gets to spend the majority of her day with the one person who has ever made her feel whole. 

When it comes to the shadow, and what it’s capable of, Imogen knows it all. She has it down to a science, from when it wakes to what rooms she can hide in when he’s hunting. In the hours where she doesn’t feel the shadow’s presence, knowing it’s sleeping or busy with the hundreds of other souls trapped within those walls, Imogen spends her time trying to guide the guests. Whether it be opening doors, turning on lights, or sitting at the ouija board, always there to answer. 

If you catch a whiff of vanilla or baked sweets, there’s a strong chance Imogen is near your muse.

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name: imogen

nickname: meg mainly but you can call me whatever

zodiac sign: scorpio

height: 157.58 cm or 5′2

languages spoken: english, swahili, baby level spanish

nationality: kenyan

favorite fruit: grapes and green apples

favorite season: winter 

favorite scent: vanilla and cookies

favorite color: blue and black

favorite animal: C A T S 

coffee, tea, hot chocolate: coffee but my cousin keeps threatening to beat me up because she thinks i’m buying into the coffee culture and that i’m gonna get addicted. ain’t she delightful

average hrs of sleep: six to eight

favorite fictional character: noah czerny and bucky barnes. my two soft babies

no. of blankets you sleep with: one right now; i don’t like it but its a necessity

dream trip: E V E R Y W H E R E 

blog created: august 2017

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