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here’s mine!!! It’s so random 😭
how does pinterest see you? search up:
~fashion
~pantone
~mood
~food
and put the first picture that shows up
mine:
tag ur moots!!!!
@batschistcrazy @julia-bonkers @girlbossblog444 @greengirllover @turnerside @ohmanareyoucereal69 +anyone who wants to join<333
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I love Mr Peach to death, would wilt like a flower in the dark if something bad happened, but when we first started dating he informed me he’s allergic to christmas trees, and something in me died.
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the only acceptable thing I can do now is listen to Gracie Abrams while my world just falls apart.
#The first thing I say after not writing for months?#Sorry guys life’s been shit#Love you all though#Should get some writing out in a few weeks#I haven’t forgetting I promise 🫶🏼
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fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.
hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.
hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy
hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it
hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently
hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love
horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho
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Lately I’ve been getting a kick outta the idea of Ghost having a girlfriend that Johnny is painfully interested in (tale as old as time). But she a lil neurodivergent and selectively mute (edit; I originally labeled reader as non-verbal, but I was made aware mutism more accurately describes this!). She’s comfortable enough with Simon that she’ll talk to him when they’re alone, but she won’t say a word to Soap (she doesn’t talk to the other guys either, but you know that Johnny chooses to take it so damned personally).
The worst part is that Soap will say shit to her, and she’ll give Simon her little signal so he can bend down and she can talk to him so fucking quietly. It’s like they speak a different language and Simon is the interpreter. And it’s so infuriating to him because shit like this will happen.
“Ain’t you looking a right picture, bonnie— that dress new? Fits ye like a damned glove, sweetheart.”
You tug on Simon’s sleeve so he can lean down. Soap is rocking back and forth on his heels, anticipating an answer. He’s down so bad, he doesn’t even care that he’ll hear it from Simon’s lips and not yours. You whisper for what feels like minutes on end.
“She says thanks.”
“God damn, L.T.— you know she fuckin’ ‘ad to ‘ave said more than that!” He whines indignantly, Simon smirking. Simon knows all about his little crush, and chooses to let the lad suffer. His time will come when you’re ready.
This goes on and on for months on end— and you know what? It’s hard for Johnny to jerk off to the image of you wedged between him and Ghost when he has no idea what you sound like, moaning or otherwise. You can probably see him half hard in his jeans every time he heads home from a movie night with you and Simon.
“G’night, L.T. Night, hen.” Soap’s almost all the way down the walkway when he hears something almost inaudible over the ambient sounds of the night.
“Goodnight, Johnny.”
Now that’s gonna keep his fantasies fed for weeks.
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Something about Simon calling John Price “daddy” fucks me up
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Can everyone keep politics out of the FANDOMS. No one cared if you voted for kamala or trump. No one cares that you hate Trump or Kamala.
It's sad to see people telling each other to kill themselves over who they voted for. And everyone should be ashamed of themselves, we are supposed to be a united front.
Just keep politics out of fandoms please. I don't want to read about trump or kamala while I'm trying to read some good publishing.
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Just thought abt irl ppl finding out abt this acc n a chill went down my spine….
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I’m in love with Mr. Sushi <3
#I’d never thought they’d be a Mr sushi??!??!#Idc tho i love him <3#Confessions#Mr sushi and Ms. Sushi <3#💗🎀
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OMG! Thank you so much for tagging me tarja!
here’s mine : (omg the shirts were so cute I couldn’t decide??? Help 😭😭)
Here’s for some of my moots or favorite fanfic writers to try (no pressure!) : @cupcakeinat0r @thelaisydazy @azsazz !! @thehighladywrites
Pic Crew Fun😘 @moni-logues thank you for tagging me, love a dress up romp.
Link Here
I’ll tag @katieraven @lilsunflower95 @lovemepie67 @kiestrokes bc I think I recall you guys doing these at least a few times…and obviously anyone who wants to do it 💜
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One Summer
of broken promises - Of unforgivable mistakes - of resentment - and of love.
TW : self harm, blood, romance, angst/fluff, some hurt with comfort. Knives, sharp objects, mental illness, & Comfort to those who come.
“this books is for the girls who have no home. Who have no one to wash away the sorrow expect themselves. Who the world becomes an ocean, deafening their ears, swallowing them whole. These are my girls. This is their home.”
Semi-Summary :
“At 13 Blair has lost more than a girl should in thier lifetime. But you have to forget. The scissors wash away the sorrow and replace the numbness with pain. One person shouldn’t have to this to feel. But, Blair wasn’t like every other person. You don’t have to remember your Nana and the phone call. You don’t have to remember your mother and father who doesn’t have anything left to give you. Anything at all.”
“it starts with a girl who owes the universe nothing but it still takes more. And everything that brings her back from the edge.”
MASTERLIST
prologue
chapter 1
chapter ?
#One summer#Writing my first book <3#Maybe I’m just writing trauma and my journey ??? <3#Idk but my girls need this.
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One is formal! Two is how I look daily and third is me as a bratz doll!
@tarjapearce @cupcakeinat0r join in and whoever else! (Not forcing)
a little bratz doll maker 🩷
one is formal, the middle is how I dress daily and the last is me in bratz style
tagging: @sunshine7queen @ryomance @rinsaene @ameliascreampuffs and whoever wants to join!
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