chamacafeahorrible
chamacafeahorrible
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chamacafeahorrible · 7 hours ago
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man, The Character really strikes me as someone who would struggle with Same Problems I Have, for no apparent reason
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chamacafeahorrible · 8 hours ago
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we’ve watched Buffy like at least 6 times all the way through and yet we still managed to get riled up about the same shit every time
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chamacafeahorrible · 8 hours ago
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chamacafeahorrible · 9 hours ago
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One of the worst things you can do is to make a purchase that isn't very good. There's very little way to recover from something like that
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chamacafeahorrible · 9 hours ago
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911 hiatus rewatch ↝ 6.08 What's Your Fantasy? ↝↝ So, how old were you when you had your first crush, Buckaroo?
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chamacafeahorrible · 10 hours ago
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hey man it was wonderful to giggle with you tonight…
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chamacafeahorrible · 11 hours ago
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fuck off. I just know if I was a dog and my owner let go of my leash i'd be the dog that stops walking and looks at the owner for reassurance and not the dog that runs free
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chamacafeahorrible · 11 hours ago
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“Evan,” Tommy said, and Buck jumped; he hadn’t seen Tommy coming. “People are heading back to the 118 for the wake. Do you need a ride?” Over Tommy’s shoulder, he saw Chimney leaning into Maddie’s side, one hand on her belly and the other touching the ends of her hair; Hen with Karen, Karen’s palm curved around the back of Hen’s skull; Eddie with his phone out and turned away as he talked to Chris; and Ravi with his parents, his mother straightening his tie as his father drew Ravi to him, pressing a kiss to his forehead, the same as he probably did when Ravi skinned his knee as a kid. And then there was him. “I don’t want to go,” Buck said, wincing at how it came out, childish and petulant. He pulled off a glove and dragged a hand down his face. “I didn’t mean that. I’m just tired.” “You don’t have to,” Tommy said with a shrug that was trying so hard to be casual. It was worse than the fake mouth static. “I do,” he said. Eddie had turned their way, eyebrows jumping up at how close he and Tommy were standing. “Don’t I?” In which there is love and then there is devotion.
A post 8.16 fic in which I get a little heretical.
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chamacafeahorrible · 11 hours ago
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Fuck yes i just responded like a normal human
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chamacafeahorrible · 12 hours ago
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chamacafeahorrible · 13 hours ago
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chamacafeahorrible · 14 hours ago
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chamacafeahorrible · 15 hours ago
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Can you please just have an ounce of shrimpathy?
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chamacafeahorrible · 15 hours ago
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chamacafeahorrible · 16 hours ago
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chamacafeahorrible · 17 hours ago
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At the end of the day you really just have to ask yourself. All of the dream. How does it mean
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chamacafeahorrible · 17 hours ago
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