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-----   THIS   BLOG   IS   ARCHIVED   ;

idk why y’all are following me here when i’ve fully moved over at @bellissorte ! all of my content is gonna be there from now on

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          He was slowly created, formed like clay pottery, watered with callous memories and mixed with cruel claws. He was HARDENED with lies and false ideals, and painted with blood of young victims. Something was born in his eyes, his WICKEDNESS revealed with sweet and sinister smirk. He was not only created, slowly ruined with malice; he was BORN, with hatred and inspiration in his veins. And when he smiled, the Devil wept and angels damned themselves for him. But he knew only one true mistress, and her name was DEATH.

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THIS   BLOG   IS   ARCHIVED   ;

I have revamped my blog to make it a tad more organized, but I can still be found at BELLISSORTE, nonetheless. I will occasionally pop up on here to steal memes, info, images, meta posts, and other content I’ve reblogged / written, and I’ll also occasionally reblog this post and the promo every now and again for the next week or so.

Again, thank you all and I’ll see the lot of you on BELLISSORTE again, for those who follow me there.

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THIS   BLOG   IS   ARCHIVED   ;

I have revamped my blog to make it a tad more organized, but I can still be found at BELLISSORTE, nonetheless. I will occasionally pop up on here to steal memes, info, images, meta posts, and other content I’ve reblogged / written, and I’ll also occasionally reblog this post and the promo every now and again for the next week or so.

Again, thank you all and I’ll see the lot of you on BELLISSORTE again, for those who follow me there.

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          He was slowly created, formed like clay pottery, watered with callous memories and mixed with cruel claws. He was HARDENED with lies and false ideals, and painted with blood of young victims. Something was born in his eyes, his WICKEDNESS revealed with sweet and sinister smirk. He was not only created, slowly ruined with malice; he was BORN, with hatred and inspiration in his veins. And when he smiled, the Devil wept and angels damned themselves for him. But he knew only one true mistress, and her name was DEATH.

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          He was slowly created, formed like clay pottery, watered with callous memories and mixed with cruel claws. He was HARDENED with lies and false ideals, and painted with blood of young victims. Something was born in his eyes, his WICKEDNESS revealed with sweet and sinister smirk. He was not only created, slowly ruined with malice; he was BORN, with hatred and inspiration in his veins. And when he smiled, the Devil wept and angels damned themselves for him. But he knew only one true mistress, and her name was DEATH.

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Theodore: Stefano is so annoying Stefano: Rides Obscura Stefano: Is carried by Guardian Stefano: Climbs up the tower Stefano: Teleports behind Theo Stefano: I heard you were talking shit about me---

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I bet he doesn’t kiss ya vid, but it’s Stefano in drag

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merry christmas im going to kill my father

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me: i’m gonna nap me: sleeps for like 5 hours

also happy days they launched heartbound’s next chapter early and i am !!!! so im gonna eat, work on the new blog, and break for some heartbound

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a woman came in today asking for a $50 gift card, but we didn’t have the ones that come with their own envelopes left in christmas style, so i had to give her a normal one and give her a separate envelope. so when i handed it to her, she pointed to the happy birthday gift cards w/ their envelope attachment and asked if she could get one like that. i said we didn’t have any separate ones in stock, hence why i gave her the basic one. she proceeded to throw a fit, and told me to just rip the card off of the envelope to give her the envelope. when i explained that i needed the sku to sell the birthday card, and that we are already scarce on gift cards as is to waste one, she looked at me. deadass. with the Mom Tone(tm). and went:

IS THERE A MANAGER ON DUTY TO AUTHORIZE MY REQUEST?

and i looked at her. bafflement on my face for a moment. the elitist. entitled. piece of garbage woman whose child looked embarrassed to even be near her. and i placed both hands on the counter. leaned forward. voice low. wickedly sweet smile on my face. and i said to her with the volume of a mighty god to ensure all would hear:

I AM THE MANAGER.

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i got hit with the big depression so i’m gonna. finish the new blog either after work tomorrow or on christmas because fuck me i have to sleep for work in like 4 hours

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here’s your reminder that psychopathy is extremely complicated and there is no one branch of it and that you should do your research if you’re writing a psychopath / branding a character a psychopath and that you shouldn’t blame a character’s murderous / shitty tendencies on their psychopathy, nor should you use their disorder as a cushion / excuse for their actions thank you

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there’s something special about just seeing kit type GAY like that and it made me lose my shit

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when i DO finally finish the new blog and move over completely, i WILL be carrying over current threads unless someone wants them to be dropped.

AND i’ll be doing a random inbox call when that happens so y’all can start new shit with me.

new year, kinda. new blog. same me.

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i clicked on my message button while editing the new blog and i started crying because !!! that’s him !!! he’s smiling !!! that’s my smiling boy !!!