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@mxjennylennon: 1956

     Julia had opened to the pitch darkness, the lighting from just inside illuminating the doorstep and what had stood in front of her which she has been abhorred by; her bloodied and tear streaked fifteen year old daughter’s face as she had barely kept herself upright, holding at her hurting arm and looking up at the red haired woman with big eyes, pleading to be let in. Julia’s mouth had been agape as she held the doorframe, murmuring a bit in disbelief. "Oh, Jennifer—" she had nearly wept, carefully and quickly taking her by the trembling hand and led her inside, her own grip shaky as she had seen her child beaten to a pulp.      "Who—" her voice caught in her throat, making their way into the kitchen, sitting Jenny down in a chair as she had gone to look for a washcloth, looking back to see the slumped figure as she continued weakly.

"Who did this t'you?"

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these are on the side of my grand dad’s yard

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Paul McCartney 

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Cousin Leila, Aunt Harrie, Julia Lennon, and Aunt Nanny. 1949

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Half of what I say is meaningless; but I say it just to reach you, Julia.

John Lennon and his mother, Julia ‘Judy’ Lennon, (Or Stanley, or Dykins. Take your pick.) In Aunt Nanny’s garden, 1949.

Look at it in full-view.

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yesterday I did this. teen jenny. finished julia sim. and y’know dressed them up all nice

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Send me "Are you pregnant?" Or "I'm pregnant!" For my muse's reaction!

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When sims talk to their toddlers and babies are they speaking simlish or baby-talk

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open rp;; july 1958

     ��The record sounds like a dream, boys!” Julia had praised, the 45 being plucked out of the player and put back into its paper sleeve. “That’s the way it oughta be. One day everyone’s gonna be wantin’ your records.”

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Fancy roleplayers be like… 

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[coos lovingly]

btw while this is going on I think this is a good time to promo my adoring mother herhairof-floatingsky please follow her

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and I haven't even DONE ANYTHING yet with itsmothermary BE PREPARED

I LIE ABOUT THE PARENT THING

BECAUSE BRETTS ONLINE

NOT PREPARED FOR MORE JOHN AND JULIA HEARTBREAK

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:)))))))))))))))))

I LIE ABOUT THE PARENT THING

BECAUSE BRETTS ONLINE

NOT PREPARED FOR MORE JOHN AND JULIA HEARTBREAK

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Pretend you're my muse's parents and tell them what you think of their life choices

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     Julia's face had fallen a bit puzzled, blinking at her despaired daughter that sat across from her with the confidence to tell her exactly how she had been feeling for who knows how long by now. She had been quiet for an awful while, but had certainly begun speaking again as more anxiousness filled Jenny's face the longer she had sat silently.

     "Okay–" She had said quickly. A vague answer was much better than silence, as Julia's mind had boggled, trying to thing of what else to reply with, but coming up with nothing. Still at a loss for words, Julia had stood up from the chair, taking a few steps over to get right by Jenny, her hands going into her long locks of hair, giving her a kiss on the side of her head. "I love you, no matter what, alright?"

@mxjennylennon: The Summer of 1956