oh if only i had a sentient computer from the 80s to take with me to the drive in movie
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is it weird that I'm weirdly okay with the fact that we now got bi buck ? tommy would make a great boyfriend and eddie would still be his best friend and they could still co-parent chris together.
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July has 5 Mondays this year.
Since I put a new chapter of every ongoing story every Monday That means 5 new chapters for all 5 ongoing stories, and that is if I don't start something else, which, knowing me, I most certainly will.
@_@ I do this to myself, honestly.
I am happy that I got all of June done to be able to enjoy SasuHinaMonth.
I have a new multi-chapter and a dozen one-shots coming your way for SasuHinaMonth. Are we ready!
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SOMEBODY SEDATE ME i need to be up in less than 6 hours and I dont wanna😭
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Will someone run me over with their car? I think that might fix me.
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Occ: ......I am an idiot.
I put the milk in before the cereal.....
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I feel like I'm too loud, in the way I love things. I feel in the way people look askance at me when I ramble about the things I love, I feel it in the silence left behind in a crowd when I stop talking, I feel it in the unwillingness people have to engage with me about what I love because I just won't shut up about it. I feel like I love things in a way that's annoying to be around, overwhelming and irritating and selfish.
I yell in the hopes that others will yell and dance with me.
I should probably just stop yelling.
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cal should be allowed to say fuck in survivor
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Melodies of Kinship
Ryden rp, please read pinned post to roleplay
On a sunny afternoon, as they strolled along the familiar path that wound through the picturesque park, a mischievous grin played upon Brendon's lips. With a playful glint in his eyes, he turned to Ryan, his voice laced with affectionate teasing.
"Oh kitten, don't make me tell you twice," Brendon quipped, his words carrying a hint of gentle warning. It was a familiar phrase, one that had woven itself into the fabric of their friendship, a reminder of their unspoken understanding.
Ryan, with a bemused smile dancing on his lips, playfully rolled his eyes. The nickname, affectionately bestowed upon him by Brendon, held a history of inside jokes and shared secrets. It was a testament to the unique bond they had cultivated over the years.
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to the person who sent the very excellent anon radiant ask last night - i am intrigued but i have no idea where to start! so if you'd like to send any follow up thoughts about that then that would be much appreciated 😅
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I'm curious. what job would you do if money was no object (you just automatically had an income you could live comfortably on)? including work like volunteering, studying etc. please share in the tags :)
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