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god tried to kill me again today, and once again i have proved to be more powerful

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i’ve decided the Stole brothers aren’t appreciated enough so here’s some things i’ve decided for them:

1. as the younger brother, Connor looks up to Travis, therefore he tries to copy his brother.

2. Travis is the more prankster of the two (by a small amount) but Connors pranks are more thought out

3. they have scars. many scars, mostly from doing stupid shit.

4. Their mother was very hardworking, and despite her attempts to convince them otherwise, they always felt like a burden.

5. Travis is straight, Connor is Bi or Pan.

6. they wear a bunch of stolen jewelry (mainly silver) , but they both have thumb rings that they gave each other.

7. Connor is more likely to allow his emotions to get out of control, while Travis is more likely to shut them off and later on release them in a fight.

8. Travis is protective of his little brother to a point where he would die for him.

10. they both were close with Luke, and when they found out he betrayed them, they felt sick.

11. they never were fully able to allow their energy out at home, and so they let it all out at camp

12. when their mother got ill from working to much, they showed up with a bag full of cash, no one knows where or how they got it.

(also i just found out they apparently aren’t twins ????? they just looked identical)

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according to the bible, adam and eve were the only people made, meaning that, by christian standards, every human is from adam and even, therefore every human here is related.

we one long line of incest

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ever wonder what the first person who has triplet’s or twins thought ? like they probably popped #1 out and then was all like “finally i can rest” but then bam: #2 makes itself known

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i’m graduating soon and it’s so strange… like i never imagined i would get this far in life, i didn’t dream about who i was going to be or what i was going to do as a kid, because i simply didn’t believe i was going to make it passed eighteen.

And it’s so hard because while my classmates talk excitedly about what they are going to go do, what their plans are, i have no clue. i cant find it in me to think that far, all i know is i want to go somewhere, do something, be 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦, but when i try and figure where i want to go, what is next, it’s all this huge blur and my mind goes fuzzy and my breath stops.

i want to live.

i want to jump off a cliff into dark blue waves with friends.

i want to dance across moss filled woods, and plant flowers into a garden with dirt covered fingernails.

i want to breath in the air of different cultures, and i want to see extraordinary colors, ones that i never imagined being real.

and i want to feel laughter bubble up as an inside joke is said, or simple because i’m to happy to contain it. 

but i still have that underlying feeling that i’m not going to make it past eighteen.

that i’m not going to get out of this small world i grew up in.

and so it’s so strange, because i’m happy for my friends that all are going off and doing things and living their lives, but also sad because i know, deep down, as they grow and do amazing things, my answer when asked “what are your plans? what are you going to do?”

is a simple, heartbreaking,

“i don’t know”

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i know i’m late but no joy can amount to the joy i felt when mando was reunited with his child

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just saw a person saying what if our dreams are actually us seeing through our variants eyes

it’s not even funny how much therapy they need…

and one of them is a dumbass and tried to catch a falling chicken and got it stuck in their ass

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“you just seem so happy! there’s no way you have depression”

*does cartwheel*

“oh!”

*does a backflip*

“good”

*does front flip*

“golly”

*tucks and rolls for spice*

“i’m all cured!!! :DD”