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            ❝You never know.❞

               “ … he’d be DEAD. ”

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        ❝I don’t think he’d like that very much.❞

               “ why don’t we just set it           him         whatever on fire? ”

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starter call for tomorrow ! i’m gonna get up and be productive ( hopefully ) by doing replies first and then getting to these - but, unfortunately, i just learned that my old laptop is totally busted so ive lost all my icons.

so i’ll do replies by saving some old icons, then do these ! then maybe make some icons

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starter call for tomorrow ! i’m gonna get up and be productive ( hopefully ) by doing replies first and then getting to these - but, unfortunately, i just learned that my old laptop is totally busted so ive lost all my icons.

so i’ll do replies by saving some old icons, then do these ! then maybe make some icons

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         ❝NO, he doesn’t NEED anybody to fucking care anymore.❞

       You don’t need anybody to care anymore, Jason.   Nobody did before, so why now ?  You didn’t need it.  You have somebody looking out for you now, for the first time ever   --- Tyrone could get you everything you ever wanted now. Could make you HAPPY.

       But no, fuck, that wasn’t right. This didn’t make him happy, VIOLENCE and BLOOD and all the shit strewn over the walls didn’t make him happy. His friends made him happy, Ilse made him happy.

                                        ❝You’re too fucking late.❞ 

              “ i      ”               what to say? what to DO?    what threw her off more than anything was the PUPPET at the end of his arm,  yelling at her.  and she knew it couldn’t be jason, but hadn’t a clue what it possibly COULD be.   her fingertips itch at her sides,  to reach out and touch him;   but he wouldn’t let her get close.               “ i CARE, ”  she raised her hands but they stayed close, pulled in,  not yet making an attempt to hold him.   “ i do care.    if something happened, then tell me.   talk to me. ”  she still couldn’t bring her to look at    SPEAK TO    the puppet.   deep, concerned, H U R T dark eyes still trained on jason.

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   starter call !! will most likely be just jason bc my son is pure and good and i love him

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   starter call !! will most likely be just jason bc my son is pure and good and i love him

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Let's raise children who wont have to recover from their childhoods

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I keep waking up expecting blood on my hands.

Moriah Pearson (via alleyspat)

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sobohemian 

               “   i  DID. ”    she IS trying to ignore that thing on his arm.  even if he’s clearly trying to speak to her through it.  she looks around the pile of fabric to JASON,  steps close to him, reaches to his uncovered hand           because even if she doesn’t deserve it, god does she miss the touch.  “ put the puppet down.  i came back all to see you. ”

                                           ❝NO. No, get the FUCK away !❞

      Jason can only watch helplessly, behind tear-clouded eyes full of ANGER, trapped inside his own head. He wants to, needs to get to Ilse, but there’s a brick wall in between them --- Tyrone at the end of his arm. And it jerks him back, away from any trace of Ilse’s touch.

          ❝You think you can just fucking waltz back in here with your shitty words and your pretty face and pretend like nothing HAPPENED ? Something DID fucking happen, sweetheart, and YOU weren’t here for it.      Don’t pretend like you want to see him NOW, your ‘ free-spirited ‘ ass didn’t care about him enough to stay in the FIRST place.❞

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andtall 

          “i— i don’t understand.”

          ❝Use your fucking BRAIN or just get the fuck out.❞

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sobohemian 

               “ i missed you ? ” 

    ❝Yeah.      Fuckin’ SURE.❞

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angeluus 

       “ – oh … i’m sorry.  i’ve uh - never know music to give head aches. if anything i’d probably vouch for the opposite.  but - uh -  i suppose it can falter.  – but i mean, if you ever wanted - i could - uh - always SHOW you if you’d like. i mean, to PLAY.   as long as you practice outside the house, i’m sure she couldn’t get that great of a headache. ”

    ❝That’s really nice of you to OFFER, thanks...   it’s okay, I don’t blame her. She’s  ---  having a hard TIME.❞

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sobohemian 

               “ are you -   are you going to LOOK at me?   what are you doing? ”

      ❝Why don’t you just turn    around     and go     BACK, then ?❞

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andtall 

          “jason???”

     ❝No, HEY, you talk to me.❞

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sobohemian 

               “  what??      jason, i’m sorry i’ve been gone.        but i’m back now !   that’s what matters, isn’t it? ”

     ❝What, you think he’s gonna fucking drop everything for you NOW ?❞