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chat these were right next to eachother on pinterest and its so perfect
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hi guys so, ouch 🤗
pls stop putting the most depressing, gut wrenching, hair pulling, tear inducing, organ tightening, agonizing, things on my recomended page.. thank yeewww!!
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MEOWMEOWMEOWMEOWMEOWMEOWMEOWWWWWW 🤭🤭🤭🤭
my bad chat
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i love this









It truly truly amazes me how talented some people are 🥀
**NOT MY ART I SAW IT ON PINTEREST PLEASE TELL ME IF ONE OF THESE IS YOURS IF YOU WANT IT TAKEN DOWN OR IF YOU WANT CREDIT**
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pinkie pie took all the freaking coke and now natalie scatorccio is sitting in my bed and she kissed me so now i have come to the conclusion that i will never take my meds again because i love my girlfriend and were getting married also having a child and im the father so ya. natalie scattorcio is my girlfriend when i dont take my meds because pinky pie said so. also i am extremyly sleep deprived so goodnight sigmas.
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i remember the first time i showed my friend a picture of travis martinez she said “he looks like he wears long sleeve shirts under short ones and has a walkman. and like, probably gets bullied too” and i was like holy shit you’re never gonna believe this
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STOP IM SAD NOW
friendly reminder that travis kept his photo with natalie in his closet until the day he died
everything about them is so tragic

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Travis embarrasses himself in front of you (travis x reader)
content warnings: MENTIONS of spiciness, making out
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The old wood of the floor creaks softly, travis walking towards you. his face holds a smile, his eyes lit up with excitement. he is happy to see you. The two of you had only been close friends, nothing more. But every time you thought of him, you could feel your heart all warm, your cheeks like a rose.
The rusty hinges of the bed squeak as he sits beside you. he is closer than you'd expected him to sit, the gravity of the indented mattress pulling your shoulders to rest against each other.
He looks down into your eyes, grasping your hand. "We need to talk." He mutters, quietly, embarrassment flushing his cheeks.
"What is it?" You question, your eyes darting deep into his, eager to know what more he will say. You squeeze his hand gently, assuring him that you are here to listen.
His eyes wander away, staring into nothingness. You feel his hands sweating, wondering if you should say something to break the silence. Reassure him that whatever he has to say, it's okay.
"I love you." He blurts out. His cheeks are red, his heart is pounding. You can hear his shakey breath, and how desperatley he is trying to stay composed for you.
You redirect your spare hand to his cheek, moving his face to look at you. He stares deep in to your warm, passionate eyes. His eyebrows lower, showing his worry yet such deep curiosity for how you will respond.
You feel your eyes drop. first to his rosey cheeks, then to the tip of his nose, and finally to his pretty, slightly chapped lips. you can feel his eyes doing the same. You inch closer, moving your hand from his cheek to the back of his head.
In an instant, you can feel his lips glued to yours. Your arms rest around his shoulders, ensuring that you can be as close as possible. He tries to kiss you as long as he can, but you can feel it breaking with an uncontrolable smile growing on his lips.
He pulls away slowly, yet he's still very close. His nose is warm against yours. He runs his hands through your hair, admiring your eyes. Your eyes fall to his shoulders, desperate for him.
You glance back to his eyes for a mere second, "You are so beautiful, travis." slips out from your mouth. You slide your hands down to his waist.
He looks down at you softly. He opens his mouth to speak, unsure of what to say. He tries, but he's flustered, and doesnt know where or how to start.
"What is it love?" You bring your eyes back to his.
His face goes red, "I don't know, i.." he pauses. "i've never felt like this before." he blurts out.
You can tell he feels embarrassed. you reassure him that it's okay. "Can I take your shirt off?" you mumble, wanting even more of him
"Uh."
crap you just made things akward. "No, no im sorry. i dont want to make you uncomfortab-"
"Only if i can take yours." He interupts, pulling you closer. His hair drapes over his eyes as he reaches for the base of your shirt. You feel his hands slipping to your waist, holding you gently. He smiles.
You begin unbuttoning a button or two of his shirt, resisting to kiss his neck. he tilts his head up, sighing with impatience. You giggle, pulling his shoulders towards you, kissing him to shut him up.
You pull his shirt up over his head, pushing him down onto the bed. "You're so pretty." He whispers. You feel your cheeks heating up, reality catching up to you. Quickly, you press your face into his, kissing him aggressively.
Travis grabs your waist, pulling you tight to him. His kisses get sloppier. You hear him panting, trying to keep up with his lips. He shifts slightly, which ends up making something poke your leg.
He pushes you away. "Fuck, im so sorry, i didnt mean-"
"It's okay," you interrupt. "Do you want me to...?" you continue.
"No," he blurts out. "Sorry. Not yet."
You place your palm on his cheek. "It's okay, love." You don't want to ruin anything. You feel just as flustered. you are just better at hiding it. "I completely understand. It's okay, travis." you add.
He smiles, hugging your waist and pulling you close to him. "I love you, [reader]."
"i love you too, travis."
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last night i saved soemthing to my drafts, but how do i go back to it? where are my drafts?? im bad at this
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pls move travis, its my turn
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can my period pls end alr i wanna jork it
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I WANT A GIRL FRIEND SO BAD BUT ITS SO HARD CUZ ITS SUMMER AND I AM **NOT** ONLINE DATING. I RLLLY WANT A BI OR PAN GF (cuz im androgynous and as a bisexual myself, we love androgynous ppl.) WHO IS AFAB (cuz meowmeowmoemwomeiwmoew iykwim) BUT ALSO ISNT TOXIC OR JUDGEY OR ANYTHING I JUST WANT LIKE NATALIE SCATORCCIO OR SOMETHING I NEED A GIRL LIKE HER
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