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oh yeah, and what did mozart know anyway? he should have just smoked a bowl-----
NATALIE GOODMAN from NEXT TO NORMAL.
written by alex. indepedent and incredibly selective, sideblog to averonica.
--and JAMMED on twinkle twinkle little star.
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LOSER.
@rigidstructure (cont)
“Sentence modifier. I think.” Hey, he’s only making like a C in English. “But I mean it’d also be pretty epic if you could like come up with a cool heist that involves using bars of gold to steal bars of gold or something.”
A laugh, and a roll of the eyes. “You’re such a loser.” She means this with all of the affection she can muster. “And a CRIMINAL. Yikes, might need to hide that pot from your mom better.”
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“Crime’s even better when it just involves bars of gold.” - slackerphilosopher
“...Okay, Machevillian MacGvyer. Some CLARIFICATION. Was just meant as a SENTENCE MODIFIER or do you mean crime’s better when it’s JUST bars of gold?”
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⨳ — BUZZFEED UNSOLVED SUPERNATURAL; S03
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“You don’t feel even a little creeped out?”
“You heard those, right? That wasn’t just me being crazy.”
“Crime’s even better when it just involves bars of gold.”
“This is why you die first in a movie.”
“You’d be the worst diplomat when it comes to alien-human relations. Every fucking solution you’ve offered is to shoot at them with your gun.”
“You’re not ghost-proof. You’re just an idiot that refuses to see proof.”
“Why you gotta be nervous with a beautiful sunset like that?”
“I kinda wish this bridge was torn down.”
“I’m gonna murder you.”
“It’s still very much an abandoned hellscape.”
“Oh my god, this room is fucking horrifying.”
“You have a very sly, evil smile on right now. I don’t like it.”
“You seem rattled right now.”
“If I’m trying to remember what I had for breakfast a year ago, yeah I’m gonna be a little foggy on that. But, if I’m remembering the time I saw alien bodies, thrown from a wreckage, I think I’m gonna remember that quite clear, and when it happened.”
“Are you putting on a tinfoil hat?”
“I knew you would like a Nick Cage reference.”
“Mass abduction! Maybe they all lined up in a row and just got in the tractor beam one at a time.”
“It’s kinda sinister that there maybe something lurks beneath.”
“You almost startled me with your realistic gunfire noises.”
“Hey, c’mon, speak up. Do ghost-y stuff!”
“We’re going to the most haunted part of the building.”
“I feel like my bravery is going to stop at this point.”
“Ghosts, ghosts. Make it stink.”
“Spooky castle, that’s every investigator’s dream.”
“Alright, we’re gonna see a thousand ghosts tonight. Any less than that and it’s a failure.”
“Wait. Did you hear that?”
“No-one can see the top of your head except God.”
“I would pay thousands of dollars for ghosts to be real.”
“Ghosts hate it when you play the piano.”
“We may have caught ourselves a ghoul, [Name].”
“This is fucked up.”
“I’m not gonna pretend I’m not scared of this, because I am.”
“[lauhgs] That’s poetic.”
“It’s hard for ghosts to take a cold one.”
“We should go get more gin.”
“Alright gouhlie gouhls, let’s do something fun.”
“Can you look even a little bit worried?”
“If you want me off the bridge, you’re gonna have to throw me off.”
“I’m about to die for the internet.”
“Yeah, this is kind of what the apocalypse would look like. In micro form.”
“Hello, spirits. We’re here with good vibes.”
“I have a crazy hunch that your eyes are gonna play tricks on you, and you’re going to lose your mind.”
“Try to rationalize it all you want but you know it’s a ghost.”
“You would walk up to it and be like, ‘the end is niiigh!’“
“You’d go runnin’ through town, ringin’ a bell. ‘The Martians are here! Lock yourselves in your basements!’“
“Looks ghostful.”
“It’s a people grinder.”
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little “actual living 17-year-old gabe goodman” things
Sad Chronically Ill Gay
have used “let’s have a chatalie, natalie” on his sister on several occasions
literally stoned all the time
cries at the beginning of oliver and company
bipolar af and makes constant jokes about it/would have an embroidered pillow that says ‘hurt all 3 of my feelings” if he could
really?? just really likes the doors
made out with henry once before henry and natalie got together
basically wallace from scott pilgrim tbh
puts his cold hands on ppl
loves cats
that one post that is someone with sunglasses on like “life is bad my man”
collects guitar picks and stuffed animals
failed a grade so is in all of natalie’s classes, to her great disappointment
literally just slept on the floor in the middle of english once
meme loving fuck
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"sUpErBoY"
wow, rude, what did i ever do to you??? i thought you loved me :C
you’re... kidding, right? you’re joking. there’s no way you’re not joking.
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pcltergeists:
averonica replied to your post: me: literally just got this all set up my goblin…
natalie vc or he can just not have a face and disappear forever
gabe vc wow rude why don’t you just not have a face
because i’m not fucking dead.
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boys? cancelled. feelings? cancelled. Love? especially cancelled.
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“GONE is human error and fear,” Natalie muttered, looking at her phone. The picture on it seemed to be a woman who looked to be in her late-thirties. Was she talking to herself or to the people around her? She didn’t know anymore. “Every issue TUCKED away so neatly... If she feels a sob or tear, just turn that knob and switch those gears.”
THE PITIFUL CHILDREN. @greenmchine
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hey there it’s alex please follow my blog and support my career
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“There’s no SUNSHINE,” Natalie starts, slugging her bag over her shoulder as he headed faced forward, “this IMPOSSIBLE year.” Monotonous voice droned off as the Three Red Bull Per Night she survived off of DRAINED the teen’s expression.
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