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[anemonecresta]

If I dont reply or I take ages to

It’s drafted

My mood doesn’t fit

I’m trying to equal your perfection

I’m braindead

I lost the reply

{I’m easily distracted by something else ] <——

All/some of the above

[anemonecresta]

I gave you things I wasn’t sure I even had.

Miranda July (via immortalcharmer)

[anemonecresta]

Bold what applies to you!

My personality:

I’m loud.

I’m obnoxious.

I’m sarcastic.

I’m cocky.

I cry easily.

I have a bad temper.

I’m easy to get along with

I have more enemies than friends.

I’ve smoked.

I’ve smoked weed.

I drink coffee.

I clean my room daily.

My appearance:

I wear a piece of jewellery at all times. 

I wear makeup.

I wear contacts.

I wear glasses 

I have braces

I change my hair colour often

I straighten my hair often

I have a piercing

I have small feet

Relationships:

I’m in a relationship now. 

I’m single.

I’m crushing. 

I’m always scared of being hurt and hurting others.

An ex has physically abused me at least once.

I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t.

I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.

I’ve been in love more than two times.

I believe in love at first sight.

I believe lust is more important than love. 

Friendships:

I have at least a best friend.

I have at least ten friends.

I’ve gotten a phone call/text in the last 48 hours from a friend.

I’ve beaten up a friend.

I’ve been in a serious fight with a friend.

Experiences:

I’ve been on a plane.

I’ve been on a train.

Someone close to me has died.

I’ve taken a taxi.

I’ve taken a city bus.

I’ve taken a school bus.

I’ve gone bungee jumping.

I’ve made a speech.

I’ve been in some sort of club.

I’ve won an award.

I’ve spent 24 hours on the computer straight.

I’ve been in a physical fight.

Music: 

I listen to R&B.

I listen to country.

I listen to pop.

I listen to techno.

I listen to rock.

I’m one of those people who play songs repeatedly until I hate it.

I hate the radio.

I download music.

I buy CD’s. 

Television:

I spend at least six hours a day watching television. 

I watch soap operas daily

I’m in love with Days of Our Lives.

I’ve seen and liked the O.C.

I’ve seen and liked One Tree Hill.

I’ve seen and liked America’s Next Top Model.

I’ve seen and liked Popular.

I’ve seen and liked 24. 

I’ve seen and liked CSI.

I’ve seen and liked Everwood.

Family Life:

I get along with both of my parents.

I have at least one brother.

I have at least one sister. 

I have at least one step brother/sister.

I have at least one half brother/sister.

I’ve been kicked out of the house.

I’ve ran away from my home.

I’ve sworn at my parents.

I’ve made my parents cry. 

I’ve lied to my parents.

I’ve lied to my parents about where I am.

I’ve lied to my parents about what I’m doing.

I’ve lied to my parents so I’d be allowed out.

I’ve walked out when I’ve been grounded.

Hair:

I’ve been brown.

I’ve had streaks.

I’ve cut my hair in the past year.

I’ve dyed my hair in the past year.

I’ve been blonde. 

I’ve had black.

I’ve been red.

I’ve been light brown.

I’ve been blue/green.

I’ve gotten my hair thinned.

I use conditioner.

I’ve used silk therapy.

I’ve used hot oil treatments.

I’ve curled my hair.

I’ve straightened my hair.

I’ve ironed my hair.

I’ve braided my hair.

School:

I’ve yelled at a teacher.

I’ve been suspended.

I’ve had an in-school suspension.

I’ve been sent to the principal’s office.

I’ve walked out of class.

I’ve skipped an entire day of school.

I’ve skipped a whole month of one certain class.

I’ve failed a test

I’ve cheated on a test.

I’ve helped someone else cheat on a test.

I’ve failed Art.

I’ve failed P.E.

I’ve failed math.

I’ve failed another class.

A teacher has called my parents.

MEET THE MUN

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Send me "☑" if you think that I get my character correctly

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hi friends sorry i have been mia for a few days ive been doing christmas shopping and such but i am here and ready to do replies yaaas

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Please don’t be scared to RP with me, I’m not quality and I’m lonely.

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Annie-ception || odairswidow & anemonecresta

Lie to me, convince me, that I’ve been sick forever. And all of this, will make sense when I get better. But I know the difference between myself and my reflection. I just can’t help but to wonder…  which of us do you love?

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        "I don't think I could even try to count my fears," Annie said, shaking her head slowly. "I'm scared of a lot of things."

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"It’s not. The second lowest amount ever recorded."

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        "Mmm, there's not much in the way of trees in the Capitol, is there?" she mused, tapping her fingers against her knees. "It's a shame... it might make it easier to breathe here." She shrugged, running a hand through her hair and tried to imagine the streets of the Capitol lined with trees. She had to admit to herself that the bright foliage would seem out of place among the silver buildings.

        ”We don't have many animals in Four," Annie said. "Unless you count the fish, but they're not much fun to play around with." She sighed. "I wish we had more of a chance to visit the other districts. I think I would have liked to learn to ride a horse in District Ten, but we don't have much of an opportunity to. I guess you're not confined in the same way that we are, though."

        She smiled at Violet, wanting to let her know that she wasn't angry about it... at least, her anger wasn't directed at Violet. The whole social system was a little unfair, really. That was all that she was pointing out.

     Violet was happy to hear Annie had formed strong friendships with those she had met as a result of her Games. The victors may not like it or have happy memories from the experience, but at least they felt something good had come from it.

     ”Yes, Four would probably be my favourite, but other than that—”

     She had visited every district several times, and it was hard to decide a favourite. District One was similar to the Capitol, and she visited Two far too often due to her father’s work. Violet preferred those that looked like a different world when you got off the train.

     ”I do love District Seven… all the trees. We don’t really have anything like that in the Capitol so it’s always nice to see a bit of green,” she smiled at Annie as she spoke. “Oh! And maybe District Ten? I love visiting the animals.” Violet was never allowed a pet at home, so she made do with the livestock in Ten.

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        "Probably depends how much he had to drink before he went to bed."

            —— ❝I wonder how much of Haymitch’s hair we can trim before he wakes up.❞        ( possibly shave his whole head, or most of it. )

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        "Only seven?" Annie asked, her eyebrows raised. Surely this young girl had more things to be scared of. "That doesn't seem like a lot."

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She shrugged “Maybe it would be better for everyone if I were gone. But no, I have seven fears”

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        "I know," Annie said, shaking her head. "Even my room is impossibly loud. I think I can hear people breathing in the next room over... it's awful." She turned back around and shuffled over on the step a little, leaving room next to her in case Other Annie wanted to sit down. 

           Even as she moved, she pondered whether the girl standing in front of her was even real. It seemed completely absurd... the whole situation. But then again, maybe it didn't matter if the other Annie was real or not. If she had someone to talk to, someone to comfort her who understood her better than anyone else, was it really a bad thing?

        "This certainly feels crazy," she said finally, twisting her fingers together in her lap. "But is it really any less crazy than anything else that's going on at the moment? I hear there are plans to assassinate President Snow — that a 17 year old girl is the face of a revolution. Maybe crazy is the new normal."

     ”I would think so — I’m still not quite sure how it works.” She admitted, lifting her shoulders into a shrug before she walked over to sit beside the other woman; the other Annie. It had been strange at first and each time they had met she had truly thought she was dreaming.

                                  Maybe she had been.

                                                            Maybe she was dreaming now. 

    “But you and I both know that this is the only part of thirteen that it’s relatively possible to hear your own thoughts.” Speaking of thoughts, the woman that she was speaking to — maybe instead of a dream, she had made her up in her mind; a friend so that she wasn’t so alone.

                  Silly, Annie, no wonder people think that you’ve lost your mind.

  "Do you think we’re crazy?"

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taylorcord-d8:

          “There is no need for you to be sorry, for Annie.” She smiled sadly at her as she saw a confused and pity look painted all over her face. She never really planned to make others feel a little pity for them. In fact, she just wanted for someone to listen— talk to a stranger. Sometimes, the only people who can really understand you are the ones who doesn’t know anything about you at all. At least they have an ear to lend to you to make sure they’re listening.

          Annie here, in the other hand is mad and confused most of the times. And this one, it only lead her into curiosity which contains more questions and more answers and more talking but Taylor here, would never get tired of talking. “I think I told you already. Taylor Cord, Victor of the 72nd Hunger Games." A sigh escaped through her lips as she thought of the second question. "I used to but now, I don’t have any. I don’t even know if he’s still alive or if he’s…" dead. 

          Noticing the other Victor as she looked around her room, she saw it in her eyes how she studied the whole place. “The room’s not much. I am going to let them renovate it into a simpler one.” Like the ones I used to have back at our small house.

        "Right," Annie said, shaking her head. "Sorry I'm quite... I'm a bit forgetful." Of course her name was Taylor. God, she'd said it just before. Annie wondered if slapping herself would help wake her up, but she decided against it. She didn't want to look any madder than she already did. She didn't think Taylor would judge her for it, but she liked to be on the safe side.

         She lifted the corner of her lips in a sympathetic smile. She didn't really know how to comfort Taylor. Not knowing if someone you loved was alive or dead would be awful and it wasn't something that Annie had ever experienced. At least she had always known for sure. "That must be... it must be very hard," she said. "How do you deal with it? Or do you just try to forget?" Forgetting was the best option sometimes — even if it was almost impossible.

        Annie understood Taylor's wish for a smaller house. She knew that when she had moved into the Victor's Village in Four, the house had seemed far too big for just her. Of course, it was alright when she lived with Finnick, but for a long time, she'd missed her little cottage by the sea. "Simple is better sometimes," she said with a smile.

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        Annie looked up at the girl standing behind her. She was a little taller than herself and her hair was darker, but she was familiar in the way that her shadow was familiar... her reflection. She shrugged, supposing that if anyone were to find her in her hiding place, it was sure to be the girl that was so similar to her, yet not quite perfectly alike.

        "Mmm, but you of all people must know that sometimes I like time to myself." She smiled, a chuckle escaping her lips as she realised the absurdity of what she was saying. "I guess it's still time to myself if you're here, isn't it?"

                               ( poor, mad girl )

        She wondered if anyone else knew the Annie standing in front of her, or if she had finally tipped over the edge and hurtled into insanity.

"I can always find you, you know that."

    The girl still was unsure of which of the two was the ‘real’ Annie; though they had previously discussed that they both felt as real as ever. It didn’t matter though, not really — even if this ginger-haired version of herself was just a figment of her imagination, she served a welcomed purpose; they were friends. Friend who were the same, yet different, though with the other in existence they could each know that they were not entirely alone; despite the fact that it was what was felt on most days. Especially in District thirteen.

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        Annie could feel a chill spidering it's way into her bones as she sat in the empty stairwell in Thirteen. It was one of the only undisturbed places she had found in her few days since arriving from the Capitol. She could sit for hours uninterrupted. Somehow, this little stairwell between the fourth and fifth floor underground had been completely forgotten. She heard a clatter just behind her and whipped her head around.

                          "I was starting to think no one would find me here," she said.

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I stopped being me

                        such a long time ago

                                             I don’t even remember

                                                                       Who that was.