nobodyaskedyou
nobodyaskedyou
NobodyAskedYou
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"I hate you." "Every time you say that I believe it a little less." "Nobody asked you."
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nobodyaskedyou · 22 hours ago
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nobodyaskedyou · 22 hours ago
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Gender is not the same as sex. Gender is what you identify with, sex is what Jean Moreau is having with Jeremy Knox in The Broken Cage. Stay tuned.
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nobodyaskedyou · 22 hours ago
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the lipstick stains in her cigarette smoke
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nobodyaskedyou · 23 hours ago
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Girls🥺💞
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nobodyaskedyou · 1 day ago
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he's saying it about himself and every homoerotic situationship he's ever been in.
"historians will say they were roommates" and the historian is kevin day himself
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nobodyaskedyou · 1 day ago
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locked in learning french
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nobodyaskedyou · 4 days ago
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the press going insane after andreil coming out because they finally after years!!! understand what neil means by "i swing towards the goal" that he says when a reporter asks about his sexuality
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nobodyaskedyou · 4 days ago
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nobodyaskedyou · 5 days ago
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I love how this has over 100 notes when i was just mad and reading tgr. Glad we agree chat
Whatever absurd amount of cash Neil spent on Grayson's assassination it was WAY TOO MUCH. That shit should've been like two bucks. That should've been a charity service.
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nobodyaskedyou · 6 days ago
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Hi chat have more art
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nobodyaskedyou · 6 days ago
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Istg i need to STUDY Neil Josten's brain. He asked a woman "what for?" when she requested his number. He didn't know Andrew loved him until the poor guy deadass offered to blow him. He didn't know that he loved Andrew until like halfway through THE THIRD BOOK, despite "Everything that matters" and "Welcome home, Neil" and "His life was out of his control now; he was giving it to Andrew and hoping Andrew would keep it safe." HE STUCK ANDREWS HAND UP HIS SHIRT IN FRONT OF LIKE EVERY SINGLE FOX AND WONDERED WHY PEOPLE THOUGHT THEY WERE DATING!!! i hate him.
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nobodyaskedyou · 7 days ago
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my favourite parts of aftg are when Andrew and Neil act like an old married couple
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nobodyaskedyou · 7 days ago
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No thoughts head empty. Only Andriel.
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nobodyaskedyou · 8 days ago
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Someone help im planning an animatic but I need to know if andrew???? smoked while on his meds???? I thought he did but i'm questioning it suddenly. Did he smoke while high on anti-psychs, or only when he was off them before he got withdrawal, like when he went to Eden's?? 😭😭
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nobodyaskedyou · 9 days ago
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OP. Why.
some things about aaron minyard
he doesn't like silence
the first time he cried after his mother's funeral was in the holding cell of columbia city's central police station, with drake spear's blood still staining his t-shirt
he used his phone call from that same room to call katelyn. everybody else that mattered already knew where he was, and she would too before long, so he just asked her to talk and listened to her voice until they took the phone away
he spent some of the first nights andrew was in easthaven at wymack's. katelyn hadn't been sleeping well with aaron and his nightmares, and abby would want him to talk about it, but wymack offered a free couch and no questions asked. aaron's never thanked him for it and wymack's never mentioned it
he used to want a dog when he was kid and he even asked his mother one night they were both drunk and tilda got so angry that he wanted to land them having to feed another body that she didn't leave any money when she left the next day. suffice to say aaron got good at stealing and the dog was just a stupid dream
he had a lot of those stupid dreams around age fourteen, because he was starting to drift away a lot more often. he used to drag his feet past the music rooms at school and wonder if he ever could've been the sort of person who could play piano or guitar, or be a sports prodigy, or a writer, or insanely good at math for some reason. aaron was, like, average, at most of those things. but he figured you can get through life being average, and it wasn't like he was going to make it very far anyway
he likes buses a lot. always been strangely calmed by them. trying to keep himself out of his mother's reach often resulted in planning cheap and convoluted bus journeys around the city, trying to get as far as he could without breaking the limits. he liked the routine of it, liked people-watching with the other passengers, liked the way the lights reflected in the windows when it got dark.
.once, he really did it. he left his mother and her boyfriend of the week in the living room and went to his room and packed as much into a bag as he could carry. fresh bruises on his arms and clumsily wrapped cuts on his hands only made him more certain. he was going to do it. he was going to run.
aaron left the house without anyone noticing. he walked two blocks to the nearest bus station, bought a ticket for the loop and figured he'd get off once he was far enough. for the whole ride, there was this almost giddy anticipation. he could barely sit still. he'd never been so sure of anything in his life. except, well, he didn't know what he was going to do for food. but he'd stolen a million times before, he could keep doing it. unless he ended up in a part of the city where security was tighter. his mother wasn't dating the cop anymore, so getting arrested was a more likely outcome. and aaron didn't have any shelter or anywhere to sleep aside from the streets. and he was still in school, technically. and what would happen when his mother finally broke up with whoever she'd found this time? she'd be crushed and she'd need the drugs to keep her steady and she'd need aaron to stop her from taking too much and she couldn't always cook on her own so she'd need aaron to help her and she needed aaron and didn't she always say how much she needed him how much she loved him wasn't it selfish to run wasn't it selfish to just leave her like this no note no explanation not even a goodbye this was a betrayal she surely didn't deserve. she'd always said it was the two of them against the world, so who was aaron to dare abandon her like this?
at the end of the line, aaron bought another ticket. he took the bus back to where he came and walked two blocks to his house. nobody noticed he'd gone.
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nobodyaskedyou · 10 days ago
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I fucken hATE twitter, nothing will ever make me move to that muskratted hellhole of a social media, but the ONE THING that somewhat tempts me is the twitter aftg fandom. I see so many screenshots of aftgers on twitter and i just. I have to be a part of that. I need that brainrot
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nobodyaskedyou · 19 days ago
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I've said it before but that one post that's like "It seems you've mistaken my dislike of causing harm for an inability to do so" is so deeply Renee Walker
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