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[Text] This is Minnie...

[Text] Wait who is this? 

[text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today. (I hope you don't mind me sending this in)

[text; Parker -> ???] And all I have in my bag is some gum.

[text; Parker -> ???] Also I have no idea who you are hi

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Have you ever had something happen that you couldn’t explain? Get a scholarship you don’t remember applying for? Meet someone who felt like they just belonged in your life? Got out of a speeding ticket when you were clearly in the wrong? Then you, along with many others have been helped at one point or another by Drummond’s Inc. But Now Drummond’s Inc needs your help. If you’ve been helped it’s time to pay back your debt.

Drummond’s has just opened its doors for the first time in over a century and is accepting supernaturals from all walks of life. If you’re a vampire with blood poisoning, a witch with some bad juju or a werewolf injured after shifting at the wrong time Drummond’s End can help.

This is where you come in. Drummond’s has invested in you in the past, and now it’s time for that investment to pay off. If you have been helped in anyway by Drummond’s in the past we ask that you come to Drummond’s End and pay that help back. Join our staff and become someone who can change lives the same way Drummond’s did for you.

            ~Full Plot~ ~Rules~ ~Application~ ~Main~

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I'm admin D on there and y'all should join, it's hella fun and very sexy ;) 

So this it the group I, strongsiblings and libertatemnostram all admin, and we would love it if you guys check us out. I’m Admin K and I’m over there right now.

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Me: -answers phone to work-

Customer: Yeah do you have any CD's by Heart?

Me: We do indeed.

Customer: And that' H-A-R-T right?

Me: Um, actually it's H-E-A-R-T

Customer: Oh then I think you have the wrong band. I'm looking for the one who does Dreamboat Annie.

Me: No I'm holding it in my hand right now.

Customer: But it's spelled H-A-R-T

Me: I assure you it's H-E-A-R-T

Customer: I'll call when there's someone who know what I'm talking about. -hangs up-

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Guys. GO WATCH THIS MOVIE RIGHT NOW! 

STOP EVERYTHING YOU’RE DOING AND TAKE A GIANT GROUP OF FRIENDS AND GO WATCH THIS FILM IN THEATERS! DREAMWORKS ANIMATION IS IN THE RED ZONE AND IF YOU GUYS CAN’T GET THAT LITTLE PIECE OF INFORMATION IN YOUR HEAD THEN EXCUSE ME IF I MAKE IT SIMPLER FOR YOU! :

HTTYD2 + BOX OFFICE DISAPPOINTMENT = NO HTTYD3 AND NO DREAMWORKS ANIMATION IF THIS STREAK CONTINUES. 

SERIOUSLY, GET A HUGE GROUP OF PEOPLE TOGETHER AND GO WATCH THIS AMAZINGLY WELL DONE FILM AGAIN IN THEATERS NOW! 

DO NOT PIRATE THIS MOVIE AND DO NOT PIRATE ANYTHING ELSE FROM THEM OR ELSE WE’LL HAVE TO LIVE WITH DISNEY FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES AND I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT I REALLY DON’T WANT TO JUST HAVE DISNEY IN MY WORLD OF ANIMATION TODAY. PLEASE GO SUPPORT THIS MOVIE RIGHT NOW AND SUPPORT THIS AMAZING COMPANY. IF YOU WATCH THIS MOVIE ILLEGALLY, THEN YOU’RE JUST AS BAD AS THE PEOPLE WHO PIRATE THE MOVIE IN THE FIRST PLACE BECAUSE THAT MEANS THAT IT’S NOT WORTH YOUR MONEY TO GO SEE IT! 

NOW! 

SUPPORT DREAMWORKS ANIMATION AND GO SUPPORT THEM NOW! 

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And if I’m too embarrassed to post it, you win.

I want your hot, dirty, smut anon inside my ask.

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Hate to do this, because it makes me feel like a sleaze. But given the way my life’s going lately, I’m desperate as all hell.

I’ve added a donate button to my page.  There are several reasons I’ve done this, not the least of which that I feel like I’m drowning.  Tumblrites have helped out numerous people and RP partners before.  Well, now I’m desperate enough to ask for help, myself.

Not only would any donations you can spare go to helping myself with bills, it’d be relieving a great burden from my parents, too.  My parents are on a fixed income.  Neither of them can work, and my father doesn’t get much each month.  He’s sick and we don’t know exactly how much longer - years or months - he has left.  And believe me when I say I feel like a horrible shit son and human being for having my parents help me out with most of my finances, because I know they can barely afford it, leaving them with even less each month.

I want to help them as much as myself.  Meds, rent, food, birthdays, holidays, etc..  That’s pretty much what any money would go to.  I know whatever is given could greatly help me out, and would more than definitely help out my parents.

I hate doing what I’ve done - put the donate button up, ask for money.  Makes me feel like crap.  But… I’m tired of letting my pride get in the way of asking for help.  I also want my parents to know that not everyone on the internet is heartless.  There are good and great people here; I know, I’ve become good friends with a lot of them.

I’ve been slowly trying to look for some sort of work (which is difficult as hell because of my bipolar and my horrible anxiety).  Also trying to, if I can, to get on some sort of partial disability, as well.  

My meds and therapist appointments are starting to get expensive - at least expensive to someone who is pretty much always nearly fat broke.

My parents expenses - especially my dad’s - are absolutely ridiculous with the amount of money he needs to spend on meds each month.

I don’t care what you donate, if you can.  Any amount would go to help me start being able to relieve the burden from my parents, and help me not be constantly struggling every other day.  

I’m all but crying as I write this, because I hate asking for help.  My pride gets in the way.  But I really need it.  I’m not going to guilt anyone “How, how can you be so cruel!”.  That’s just stupid.  if you can help, great.  if you can’t, that’s fine, too.  I know I’m not the only one struggling.

Hell, I’m even willing to send package gifts to people who can help out.  (Weird package gifts containing an odd plethora of stuffs.  Movies, candles, etc.)

I’m at the point where I no longer care what anyone thinks about me for me doing this.  All I know is that I can’t do it by myself.  Not anymore.

Again, I’m sorry for having to ask.

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So I know I haven't told you guys yet, but I got a job and I start next week! 

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"It probably will be a little stressful at first," she agreed and nodded at his wordlessly asking for Cheeze-its. "But I'm sure I'll get used to it, you know?" she shrugged as she pulled a few things off the shelves and tossed them into their cart as well, not only buying groceries for dinner, but their weekly groceries as well. 

"So tell me more about Emmanuel, is he out as well?" she asked as they turned a corner and she paused at the meat section to look at the selection before wrinkling her nose. Nah, she'd stop at the butchers. "Remind me to stop at the butcher's on the way home... We'll hit the Russian bakery next door while we're there and pick up a few piroshki for a snack before dinner," she suggested as they walked down the frozen isle. "Do you want anything down here?" she asked looking at the frozen foods with mild disgust. 

"…You know, I’m really glad that he just came out and told us."

Charles smiled brightly glancing over at the chair their son had only recently vacated. “So am I. I mean, I feel like we’ve both known for awhile, but I’m glad he felt comfortable enough and confident enough in us to tell us.”

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Shhh no one tell them... 

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i’M DONE

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Just got a call from the Disney Store scheduling an interview for tomorrow! Wish me luck, I REALLY want this job!! 

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"Okay, don't tell your father, but they need someone in cooperate, a liason between the magazine and between the events, you know how I've always been just press, well, this new position I'd still be the editor-in-chief, but I'd also be the first person called to cover events, our magazine is doing so well, we're possibly getting an exclusive to about five or six of the most used venues in the city." she explained with a small grin. "But, like I said, maybe. Don't tell your dad yet." she waved her hand. 

"Honey, we've always kind of known, you know?" she asked. "But we're very happy and very honored that you felt you could tell us, and if I know your Aunt, Uncle and Cousins, they'll be honored too." she assured him as she pat his arm. When he started to talk about the boy at school she smiled. "You know your dad completely redid the Brownstone from the bottom up, I always said he'd make a great architect. So tell me about your architect honey, what's his name?" she asked as she tossed a few items into the cart. 

"…You know, I’m really glad that he just came out and told us."

Charles smiled brightly glancing over at the chair their son had only recently vacated. “So am I. I mean, I feel like we’ve both known for awhile, but I’m glad he felt comfortable enough and confident enough in us to tell us.”

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"You are very lucky your uncle was in a coma." she said as she looked at her phone, sighing when she saw no texts from work. All of this waiting around made her antsy. It was like her last week of pregnancy, waiting around for the baby to come. It was torture! "And college if you decide to go." she added as she slipped her phone into her purse, looking around the parking lot when they got there. "Well aside from being a little crooked in your parking, I'd say overall, very good job honey." she smiled at him proudly. "That's the kind of driving that will get you your drivers license." she patted his hand before taking off her seatbelt. 

When Cedric got out and opened her door for her she smiled proudly at her son, he was just like his father. "Family dinner, oh boy," she sighed in thought. "Um, how about Sunday? I'll call Sonny and tell him and Carol and the kids to come over, okay?" she suggested with a small smile even though the "Kids" as she called them were actually a year older than Cedric. "Or is that too soon honey?" she asked. When he suddenly kissed her cheek and said he loved her she smiled at him and walked along with him. "We love you too Sweetheart." she smiled at him and grabbed a cart. "Now tell me about this boy I heard you telling Gen about." she said as she dropped her purse into the child seat in the cart. 

"…You know, I’m really glad that he just came out and told us."

Charles smiled brightly glancing over at the chair their son had only recently vacated. “So am I. I mean, I feel like we’ve both known for awhile, but I’m glad he felt comfortable enough and confident enough in us to tell us.”

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90% of horse movies

girl: *finds horse who is impaired in some way*

girl: dad can I keep it

dad: no there's no hope for it let's go

girl: dad u idiot u don't get me

girl: *visits horse in middle of the night*

*cuts to girl riding the horse in an open field bc she is free and her dad can't control her*

dad: how dare u

girl: just let me prove to u this horse is special

girl: *enters race*

girl: *wins*

dad: u make me so proud

horse: *whinnies*

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"You know you have your uncle Sonny to thank for me and your father meeting," she sighed thinking about how she had met Charles. "He was on a mission out of the country and got into an accident, the idiot was in a coma for nearly a month." she shook her head. "Your father was his doctor and I hounded him for information every single day, the nurses- to this day- can’t stand me." she chuckled lightly. "But if I hadn’t hounded him, we never would have gotten close." she shrugged. "And then you, my precious boy, would not be here." she leaned over to kiss her son’s cheek as he drove. "You’d be lucky to find a man like your father… Just don’t rush it, you’ve got plenty of time honey." 

"Your father is an excellent cook, and he does indeed like to terrorize me while I’m cooking." she chuckled. "But when you’ve been together as long as we have, you don’t let silly things like that bother us, we just have fun with it." she shrugged. At his request for dinner she nodded and made a note of it. "If you remind me to pick up the stuff while we're at the store, I'll make it for us on... Friday okay?" she asked. 

"…You know, I’m really glad that he just came out and told us."

Charles smiled brightly glancing over at the chair their son had only recently vacated. “So am I. I mean, I feel like we’ve both known for awhile, but I’m glad he felt comfortable enough and confident enough in us to tell us.”