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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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hey everybody, just wanted to say that i'm sorry for being inactive and i've lost access to this account, so I won't be posting anymore. thank you for following; this blog was really something that lifted my spirits when i started, and thank you for following- i've almost hit 2,000. I love you all so so much, thank you for being here with me. 사랑해 ❤️
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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Where you've been, gurl?
I honestly have no idea. I got a text the other day from a friend saying he saw me in town but I don't even remember going into town.
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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I also have an ex who looks like Robbie kay. Tall, skinny, blonde but with blue eyes AND he has the same exact birthday.
SEND ME P I C T U R E S OF YOUR E X E S !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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hi
hey y'all this is one of my best friends from school whO NEVER ANSWERS HER PHONE WHEN I TEXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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what's your sexuality?
I'm straight
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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HOLY SHIT ROBBIE KAY LOOKS LIKE MY EX BOYFRIEND WHEN HE PLAYED SAM MCQUEEN HOLY FUCK
WHAAAAAAAAATT OMG DO YOU HAVE A PIC???????
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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lowkey a weakness: when a cute waiter calls you a cute pet name at a restaurant
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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that's a lie. you look very good.
thank you ily
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peachyxpan-blog · 8 years ago
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When You Give Him The Silent Treatment.
Preference #5-
Peter: He attempts to do the same to you, but his façade crumbles only hours later, unable to live, even only for a little while, without hearing your voice or receiving your kisses.
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Robbie: He makes countless attempts to get you to talk to him, apologizing profusely as he does everything he can to win your forgiveness.
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Tommy: He can barely stand it, and it gets to the point where he will trap you in a corner and beg you to kiss him before you give in.
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peachyxpan-blog · 9 years ago
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what do u look like
not good
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peachyxpan-blog · 9 years ago
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Do you have any New Years resolution?
to stop crying in public
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peachyxpan-blog · 9 years ago
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I went to a party.
There weren’t any chairs left for a thing and this guy I know offered to let me sit in his lap and I was like ok and I did and then while I was getting situated he said ‘just pretend I’m Robbie.'
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peachyxpan-blog · 9 years ago
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The Lost Girls- Peter Pan (Prologue)
Author: peachyxpan
Warning(s): None
Requested: No
Summary: The beginning of the story between Y/N and her Lost Girls and their rivals, the Lost Boys along with their leader, the almighty Peter Pan himself.
Words: 558
Notes: This is the prologue // intro to a multiple-part story I’ll be writing. Leave some feedback if you’d like me to continue.
Malcolm had opened his eyes, a green cloud of smoke trailing into the air around his body, watching as his shadow took his son away from him. Casting a glance downwards, he was met with what he could only assume was his newly youthful body- he couldn’t believe it had worked, for he was a boy again. He looked up towards the sky once more, hearing as Rumple still cried out for him in the distance. Maybe he felt something like remorse in the deepest parts of his heart, but he had done what was right- for himself, at least.
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He had turned away from the tree, choosing to move further westward into the forest surrounding that gigantic tree he stood under. Only a few moments into his hike, though, he heard footsteps. Not the footsteps of an animal, but those of a human.
He had turned sharply towards the noise, body tensing. It couldn’t have been an Indian from one of the tribes, no. They were quieter, their footsteps a little more hesitant, cautious. These footsteps were confident, like they knew exactly where to put their feet and when. They were familiar with the territory; they knew where they were.
Another person had stepped out of the greenery, pushing the giant leaves that stood in their path aside. The girl had frozen in her tracks at the sight of him, a startled look on her face. Who was this boy? She had never seen him on her island before. She had felt only one person arrive on the island prior to that, but she felt them leave before she had a chance to find them. How was he here?
“Who are you?” she spluttered, shocked. Her guard was up, oh of course it was, but she was… appalled, almost.
“Who are you?” he repeated pathetically.
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She blinked a couple times, straightening herself. A look of boldness had planted itself on her youthful face- they had to be, physically, the same age. Perhaps she could have been a bit younger, but not by much.
“My name is Y/N, and this is my island,” she informed him. His eyebrows had shot up at her words, eyes widening ever so slightly.
“That’s impossible,” he mumbled, his words turning into a growl after that. “This is my island.”
“Who the hell are you?” she demanded. He had hesitated with his words, but they were as frustrated and bitter as hers as he delivered them.
“My name is Peter Pan.” he apprised. She gave him a frown, seemingly unthreatened.
“I’ve never heard of you,“ she claimed, eyebrows only slightly furrowed in confusion now.
“I’m the one who created this island in the first place, love,” he snapped. She huffed out a laugh, and this only fueled his anger. He was staring at her venomously, hands balled into fists at his sides.
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He grew more apprehensive, however, when she began to saunter towards him. Her laughing had stopped, a dangerous look shining in her eyes as she met his gaze only inches away from hers.
“You may have created this island, Peter Pan, but you’re not the one who owns it.”
She had grabbed onto the front of his shirt, pulling him down closer to her. Their noses were almost touching, and Peter didn’t know whether to feel enraged or petrified.
“I am.”
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peachyxpan-blog · 9 years ago
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Am I the only one questioning about what's happening between Robbie and this Kerry girl?
I'm really confused, too :(( but apparently she already has a boyfriend???
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peachyxpan-blog · 9 years ago
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how much sleep do you get on a school night?
3 hours tops
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peachyxpan-blog · 9 years ago
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Your answer about the tweet is totally me! I thought I was alone 😭 Happy new year 2017 from France ❤✌
awww you’re not alone!! and happy new year from america ❤️❤️❤️
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