the tale of the woman who lost it all the woman who broke the spine of the world and still came back for more widow. mute. haunted revolutionary the world longs for the woman who will never sing again luckily, she's got better things to do [Indie rp...
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Well. With this I have to write my goodbyes, because frankly, I am no one’s punching bag.
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Well. With this I have to write my goodbyes, because frankly, I am no one’s punching bag.
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Well. With this I have to write my goodbyes, because frankly, I am no one’s punching bag.
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Well. With this I have to write my goodbyes, because frankly, I am no one's punching bag.
Anon, I hope you enjoy being a bully. Congrats, you got what you wanted.
I'm done. I refuse to wait for this to happen again, or for this to actually start getting to me. This did not, but it will, if I stay. I hope you rethink something in your life, because you need to.
Message me off anon if you want my other blog. I'm done here.
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self.play(aReallyCoolGame);
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"hey red…"
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I didn’t come
for a fight
but
I will fight till the end
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She grins, all shining teeth and beaming grins.
"I like to think so, yes."
A glance, a sideways look as he moves away instead of towards her. An arched brow at the plush, a honest delight at the sight of the jewelry, just for her.
"Oh, Boxer. It's gorgeous!"
She reaches a long fingered, artist's hand for the ring and its bearer, the other arm sneaking about his waist. She clutches it close for a moment before tilting her gaze up to him, overjoyed and more than warm.
"Love you."
A box of truffles, a sea monster flatbread and a grin greeted him. "Happy Valentines Day, Boxer."
"Sea Monster and truffles," Eyes lit, he reflected her grin, "Always knew what to get me, didn’t you?"
He slid the food fromher hands and onto the nearby table, resisting the smallest urge to embrace her by way of a chagrined chuckle.
"At this rate, I don’t think I’ll be able to compete." He disappeared behind the door at the far end of the apartment corridor and reappeared with a small dog plush between his hands. Hanging from the ribbon lace that looped the plush’s neck, a triangular ring gleamed.
“Not as tasty as the sea monster, but it’ll keep you company.” Boxer smiled, “Happy Valentine’s, Red.”
#[ dude ur writing is not crap and i do not blame u. im not exactly on the ball either lmaooooo ]#^shush and enjoy what we got instead a lamenting what think we dontttt ç#[ <3 ]#dontletmxgo
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My cosplay for Pax South 2015, Red from Transistor by Supergiant Games! I did the jacket out of fake leather and patterned it from old military jackets. Patches were made of suede. Everything else was just made of regular fabric. I made the sword out of several pieces of acrylic sheets, styrene, and PVC piping. I used Design Master Tint It, on the acrylic blade to give it the translucent shade of teal, and used a combination of acrylic paint, and spray paint to get the colors on the blade.
Cosplay: done by me, threadbarealice
photography: done by tumblr squidflakes,| facebook The Tentacle Guy Cosplay Photography | website http://www.prairiesquid.com/
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commission - Red. inks. — for commission or 2015 sketchbook: [email protected]
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transistor for gamingmakesmehigh, my other half. a little gift for always speaking so highly of me when i don’t deserve it, always willing to listen to me, and encouraging me to face my fears. ♥
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"The Boxer" - Simon & Garfunkel
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red red red red red red red red r ed r_d

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[ Motivation???? what is that ]
#[ whoops ]#[ anyways tomorrow is the dreaded day ]#[ red will be either especially grumpy or drunk. or both ]#[ ooc ]
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