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i’m over here now !

me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though

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me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though

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me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though

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me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though

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me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though

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me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though

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update: i can’t fight the urge anymore so i’m gonna remake. like this if you wish to remain mutuals on my new blog ! everything will be carried over. drafts, recent memes, etc. i just need a fresh blog <3 

me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though

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me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though

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hi y’all ! holiday 2day so i’m gonna be here in a few min ! hoping to get a bunch done. love u all <3

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“ can you please stop making faces ? ” “ no. ” “ this is meant to be serious. ” “ i am being serious. ” “ oh my god, jesse. c’mon. you promised you’d do this for me. ”  “ okay, okay. jesus. ask me the stupid questions. ”

fun edits ➝ ( 1 of ? ) * ft @tiesforged.

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althea edits ➝ ( 23 of ? ) * partners can reblog.

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me: actually writing for once people, unfollowing me: well that’s quite enough of that

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sharpmercy​:

· · · · · · alicia sat with althea through this moment of sadness. grief was something everyone felt and experience in different ways. alicia had met grief too many times in her short life, her experience vast and incomprehensible. even if the world hadn’t totally ended, flooding with decay and rot and become this total embodiment of DEATH well…. she still had an intimate relationship with grief. closeness was all she had to offer althea.· ·“· ·yeah - i guess we do.· ·”· ·her features are still soft, adorned with the slightest smile.· ·“· ·if you don’t wanna talk about him, you don’t have too. i told you so much about nick and it helped me… but i don’t want you to feel like you have to.· ·”

        this wasn’t NORMAL for her. opening up like this, letting anyone in, talking about her family. the vulnerability was something she normally avoided at all costs. but there was something about this group that managed to pull it all out of her before she could ever stop it. and GOD, she fucking hated it. only because she was too goddamn stubborn and this was all entirely against her will. “ i . . . i actually don’t mind it. ” a quick shrug of her shoulders and she’s glancing away to avoid making eye contact. fuck, she missed her family. “ he was so dumb, you know ? in the way only siblings can be. but he was amazing and i . . . i wish he was here. he would absolutely hate it if he heard me saying anything NICE about him. but he’d . . . i think he’d like to see me actually doing well. letting people in. not just existing. ”

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@tiesforged​: I'M BLOCKING YOU

k bye

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me :   i’m  gonna  write  tonight me,   20  minutes  into  watching  a  horror  movie  instead  with  @storiesforged​  discussing  how  jesse  and  althea  would  go  to  haunted  house  attractions  +   mazes  +   etc.   as  children  /  teenagers  during  halloween  season  and  jesse  was  banned  for  life  from  one  because  he  panicked  and  broke  a  scare  actor’s  nose :    

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