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hey guys!! i have no idea who's on but sorry i randomly disappeared last night! im going to visit my mom today and meet with my cousins for my grandma's birthday or something and go to dinner, so i won't be on until late at night!! thats all, i'll miss u all while im there tbh hopefully i'll get internet while im there but oK thats all pce guys ily!!

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Well all you have to do is Google and there you go--you've got your answer that you wanted. It's what Google's for, anyways. Well then hey, rent out a place and turn it into some new favorite coffee shop for someone else. I don't speak another language fluently, but I know enough French and Spanish to decipher your French phrases. Yeah, I kind of noticed that, you see to stutter a little. 

Ah, I see. Well, I can only hope, maybe I’ve just been driving down the wrong road. ‘Cause back at the old coffee shop, there was only another one or two, out of about fifteen, that weren’t more sandy than the beach ‘cause of all the surfers, which is usually what I don’t go for. ‘Suppose I can just come up with a new routine       more so try to, change just isn’t really my thing. My own shop? That’d be an absolute dream, really. Oh       I        I did that, didn’t I? I mean, yeah, it is a bad habit of mine, I just, talk a bit, and usually French gets in between my words. M’not too sure if you speak a language other than English, but if you do you’ll get me when I say I think both in French and English, without really noticing, and some things just make more sense in one or the other, or sometimes my brain melts and I forget how to say some words, it happens too often. And then again at home I only speak French, so sometimes it takes me a minute to get it together.       It’s a struggle.

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Yeah, I know. My drawings aren't even up to par with the professionals, and I'm only still here in town because I don't have the money to go to real art school. Yeah, hopefully--that word has been used a lot lately.

If you need help ust let me know, ok? I’d love to help you out with that. I know, and I also know that your drawings are the best I’ve ever seen. I’m sure that you’ll be able to do that once again if you’re not gonna find your camera, don’t worry.

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okok i have to go for a bit guys!! i'll brb real quick okok ilyasm pce!!

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I don't go out that much, and plus I make coffee at home to drink normally. If you're really looking for one, there's cafes everywhere, I'm sure. I don't know, not much help from me I suppose. It shouldn't be that big of a deal, really. If you're that into tea or something, go ahead and make your own shop. Also, is putting French into your daily English a habit? Because it takes me a minute to figure out the French parts, and it's pretty unconventional to be converting to English when it seems that you actually know quite a bit.

Mon dieu, I’m honestly absolutely gutted right now.      M’sure no one really gives a bother over why, but, it’s to the extent where I have to actually say something. There’s this coffee shop way downtown and it’s where I usually go after closing up the piano at the music shop. It’s quite the long drive there, especially in a crappy car in which the only valuable thing it has is a The Beatles bumper sticker      But nevertheless, the chai tea they make there, gosh, it’s so worth it. C’est comme si je ne suis même pas partie français, we’re usually into coffee. And yeah, basically, they closed. I mean, maybe it was because I was pretty much one of the only three customers she’d get everyday at 7am, but I swear, it was just like a little piece of home in there. I’d just read Jane Eyre until 9, and sort out my piano sheets for the day. Although I’d usually just go for Ludovico Einaudi, because how could I not? Then argue with myself over not preparing my pointe shoes the day before and get blisters      Oh, je suis désolé, I’m talking too much but        uh, I’m just wondering where you all usually have tea, maybe even coffee, ‘cause I’m that desperate. Also, before you do       Starbucks just won’t really ever make the cut for me, so cut that one out.

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Yeah, I guess that means that I'll have to start saving up money. I really only take pictures so I can draw them--the only ones I don't have drawn are from the beach and the park, so hopefully it'll be okay and I can just capture similar moments. Yeah, yeah, I'll try, Jules.

You said it right, Indie. But you know, this means that maybe you’ll never find it again? And this also means that you need to buy a new one and that you lost so many great pictures. Keep your faith up.

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It's good to know I'm not scary. Well you've got some problems of your own, there, huh?  What can you remember? That should be the question instead.

O-Oh no, n-not at all. I m-might be shy, b-but I’m not easily intimidated. I j-just have a speech impediment, s-struggle to get my words out whenever I start a sentence — o-or after a pause. I-I’ll try and remember for you, b-but my brain has a habit of forgetting important things.

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And I get what for sacrificing my arm to you? I don't drink, Stefan. Well what the hell do you want? And no, you can't have my arm or any other body part. You get the pleasure of being an actual good person, there's one point. I'll appreciate you for a time being. Do I need to protest to get my sketchbook and camera back? Kind of ridiculous.

You tell me, you’re the one who doesn’t value it. But, the thing is you give me yours so I don’t have to suffer, that’s what friends are for. Alright, we’ll talk about this some other time when you’re a little boozey. Let’s take this in consideration for a moment, what do I get out of giving you back your stuff? Do I get to challenge you to a ping pong tournament? Do I get to sell you to russians looking for new people to test out their vodka? Do I get your first born child or soul? Why is this beneficial for me? I want an appealing protest. 

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At the end of the day, you have to be truthful to yourself and others, I guess. It probably fell off my neck--that's a possibility. Yeah, I'll continue to hunt for the missing camera, although I'm loosing faith by the second.

You’re so honest     I like it, though. Neither do I, but I’m pretty sure that the last time when you lost your camera, it was hanging around your neck and you were so worked up because you weren’t able to find it, oh dear. That was so funny, sorry to say that. Well, maybe I’ll help you with that later, but just go and check home or something like that, sure you’ll find it.

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You know, I've realized everyone's been telling me to chill, but it doesn't actually help me chill. Well damn, wouldn't want to waste my money on you. Tell that to the library. So suddenly you're Yoda and I'm Luke Skywalker? I hope you realize I'm older than you.

I was kidding, chill. If you get me a book as a present, I will personally take the book to the beach with me, and throw the damn thing in the water. They fill your head with dumb ideas on how life should be, the fuck. A song, see, I like that; you’ve proven yourself to be good at ideas, thank you, young one. 

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Why are you stuttering so much? Am I intimidating you or something? You seem pretty fucking nervous. Well at least I know it's around town somewhere. Although if you knew where you saw it, that'd be nice.

I c-can assure you I didn’t steal it, b-but I think I saw one earlier — I-I’m not sure where, t-though. S-Sorry, I-I’m not being very helpful.

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Why wouldn't I value my arm? If you need some illegal dough, you also have two arms yourself, you know--before you start taking your friends' arms. As much as I am a "true friend" to you, I happen to like all my body parts attached to me and in mint condition. I swear, you are unbelievable too. Oh, yes, you are definitely so rebellious for staying up past your supposed bedtime. I'm sure God can beat you anytime, you loser. But seriously, I'm either driving over there myself to get it or you're dropping it off. My camera and sketchbook is more important than you, believe it or not.

You don’t seem to value your arm that much, if you don’t like it let me have it. The black market charges high these days, and as soon as Papa Mercardo’s fourth wife divorces him I’m gonna need that illegal dough. If you were a true friend you’d help me out, but obviously you only care about yourself. “Where is my camera; where is my sketchbook; no, Stefan, you can’t have my left arm.” Honestly unbelievable. That was like twelve hours ago, the times have changed and I’ve moved past elephant moans. Jokes, that sounded really gross and gave me a visual I wasn’t trying to remember. I mean, it’s cutting past my bed time so I’d tell you to get it tomorrow but I’m feeling rebellious. But then again, If I want to get into heaven to show God I am indeed better and can bench more than him this is not the way. 

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@lucasswtff: Maybe they just want to see you're pretty face and be happy ??

@indigoarts: @lucasswtff im not pretty tho like ??

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@nahhsean:@indigoarts ur icon is enough damn chiLL no1 wants to see ur face anyway loser

@indigoarts: @nahhsean tell everyone else that pls hey ur a bigger loser ngl

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@indigoarts: no im not gonna post a selfie jfc isnt my icon enough

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ok so i have school tomorrow (my first like full day bc the last two days have been early dismissals) so im going 2 head 2 bed but if i end up coming back online (although i probs wont tbh) i'll be mobile by then!! but anyways ive had lots of fun like wow yall are so cute and i want to befriend aLL of u guys srsly but okok im going now ilya bye!!

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You know, telling me to chill doesn't actually help at all, but fine. Pizza, boardwalk, surfers, minimal embarrassment: sounds okay. When do you want me to meet you there?

Dude, chill. How about we go grab a pizza and sit on the boardwalk? Grab a few beers, watch the late night surfers wipeout…it’ll be laid back. No pressure. And if we happen to come across some boys that are worth our time, we could invite them to join us…but only if you want, okay? I promise I won’t embarrass you…too much.