reblog for anons to tell you what three gifts the fairies gave you
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Thanks for your help đ
This essay is gonna be the death of me. I want a word⊠but I donât know what word. Help.
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REJECT. You REJECT the responsibility. Oh my goodness that was a process
This essay is gonna be the death of me. I want a word⊠but I donât know what word. Help.
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I want one that mean, like... pushing away? Like you donât want something (responsibility in this case)... so you what it? I know thereâs a word *head desk*
This essay is gonna be the death of me. I want a word⊠but I donât know what word. Help.
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This essay is gonna be the death of me. I want a word... but I donât know what word. Help.
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Sweet! Anyone else wanna come?
Here. Whatâs the plan?
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Food and Wine Festival, anyone?
Here. Whatâs the plan?
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online grooming is at an all time high. please, minors, be cautious of monsters like this
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Charlene: When I asked you to bring me something back from the beach, I meant like a seashell.
Maybeck, struggling to hold a seagull: Well why didnât you just say so.
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My Ghost Adventures
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I think I died
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Royal Wedding talk!
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Charlene wore her new lemon wedges with real zest and confidence.
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Charlene arrived just as Amanda screamed. She scrambled to her feet, but saw nothing aside from Finn and Philby.
âCrossover tonight. 11pm. Hollywood Studios.â Finn texted this out to all of the Keepers. Normal patrols of the Studios had gotten a little more interesting recently. It was almost as if they were being watched by⊠he hated to even think it, but it felt like it had when he knew every corner of the park was teeming with OTs. Hopefully tonight the Keepers could figure out what was going on.
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As Charlene read the text, a feeling of dread settled in the pit of her stomach. She had seen someone watching her from the shadows the last time they crossed over to Hollywood Studios. She called out to them, but they had disappeared before she could discern anything about them.
âCrossover tonight. 11pm. Hollywood Studios.â Finn texted this out to all of the Keepers. Normal patrols of the Studios had gotten a little more interesting recently. It was almost as if they were being watched by⊠he hated to even think it, but it felt like it had when he knew every corner of the park was teeming with OTs. Hopefully tonight the Keepers could figure out what was going on.
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As Charlene read the text, a feeling of dread settled in the pit of her stomach. She had seen someone watching her from the shadows the last time they crossed over to Hollywood Studios. She called out to them, but they had disappeared before she could discern anything about them.
âCrossover tonight. 11pm. Hollywood Studios.â Finn texted this out to all of the Keepers. Normal patrols of the Studios had gotten a little more interesting recently. It was almost as if they were being watched by⊠he hated to even think it, but it felt like it had when he knew every corner of the park was teeming with OTs. Hopefully tonight the Keepers could figure out what was going on.
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