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BASICS

name: sydney age: 2 young sexuality: i dnt know  relationship status: engaged to celery and my past life decisions  eye color: green height: 5’6” i think

WHAT IS YOUR favorite season?: spring favorite movie/s?: public enemies, kill your darlings favorite album?: man on the moon: the end of day bc i heart kid cudi favorite band?: aRCTIC MONKEYS, THE 1975, IRON MAIDEN favorite quote?: take it sleazy favorite shirt?: i love many shirts

DO YOU smoke?: no ty drink?: nah write?: indeed play an instrument?: yheas

DESCRIBE 

your favorite place: backyard your favorite memory: willie nelson concert ihms your ideal partner: a person w a good sense of humor and also nice arms wouldnt kill anybody your bedroom: is super cool yourself in three words: its baby gravy

tell me about yourself (◡‿◡✿)

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I really want a plot where our muses work at a record store and spend hours listening to good music and smoke weed in the back and fuck against the walls when the boss is out for lunch and they hardly ever go to school and when they do it’s just to sneak off under the stairs to touch each other and please ❁◕ ‿ ◕❁

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    █ ▐  *  ❧ — "i think he has a very nice bottom." 

              grandma would kill her for saying that!!!!!!!

deceptused, placidnotion, wiredscoundrels, distorteddisbelief & bxdboys.

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    █ ▐  *  ❧ — her eyes are dead-set ahead as her fingers curl into the cloth of skirt that clung loosely to her bottom half, gaze averting to the floor as she let out a horrifying (but really not horrifying) sentence.

               ”i forgot the lyrics to fergie’s glamorous.” OH MY GOD

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“I was really into spooky things like ghosts and death. I have always had an awareness of mortality. It makes you live more fully if you are aware that you only have a finite amount of time.”

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Preakness 2014

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     █ ▐  *  ❧ — she's not really good at pinpointing feelings (sorry!!) and flo is almost positive she's never seen such a dark mane---- perhaps she focused on the raven's hairdo for a bit too long, and it takes her a minute to remember what she was gonna say. florence's lips purse, and she looks at the floor-- she'll lose focus if she looks at something else.

          "i think the sky would be much prettier if it was purple." you're so lame.

      Oh, man—people sure do seem to be keen on talking to him the day after the full moon. And the wolf is slower to heal than usual, probably from the drugs and the little amount he’s eaten, so he looks like he just got into a fight—not that it makes him look any more rugged than usual.

      Luckily, Heath’s not a mean person.

"Uhhh. Sure. What?"

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    █ ▐  *  ❧ — the blonde can only puff her lips out, head jutting to the side in annoyance (only at herself, of course) as her nimble digits reach to gnaw at the skin of her knee (it's a nervous habit she can't quite knock), eyes falling to the floor as a gentle grunt knocks over her mouth.

       "i don't really understand feelings, you know? i like... i think i'm happy but, i don't know and---- i think it's all really confusing, don't you?" 

  ❦ she’s noticed you approaching and a curious look falls upon her facial features. she listens intently to the shy soul’s words before a soft smile grows on rosy pink lips.                         ”what’s on your mind, sweet pea?”

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   █ ▐  *  ❧ — and her nimble digits hadn't a callous upon them, leaking of only the most brash of purity-- 'cause, doodling with a pencil wasn't really worth gnawing at her flesh and making it's surface rough, y'know?-- so, she couldn't really relate with you on the basis of that, but, she thinks you're real pretty and nice to look at, and ending the conversation would just make her sad, because, she wants to know why you look so tired!! the ginge can only return a grin-- a bright (and lazy) one, at that-- teeny tiny shoulders lifting to an mere shrug---- and maybe she should've thought her embrace through.

              "the right mind?" her mind is all filled with thoughts of her hopes and dreams (she has no time for reality!!!!), and, she's changing the subject, "what are you thinking of right now~?" 

      —- elizabeth seemed to catch onto the other woman not noticing what she was doing, a light shrug following shortly when she was released. an obvious assumption would be that she wasn’t in the mood to converse, which was true since the brunette had a long night and only gained a few hours of rest before interacting with someone she hasn’t met yet, the movement and chaos of gyrating on a pole taking a toll on her back, arms, and legs, but she’ll lend a generous smile in hopes of the annoyance not overcoming her body.

                                    ” you’re the crab apple for hugging a stranger !                                                          who in the right mind does that ? “

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