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So, last night I found out a good friend of mine killed himself. Or, maybe he wasn't really a good friend, but someone I appreciated more than I could stand. I don't know if I'll be very active right now because really, I'm just going to say this-- I'm not okay. I'm going to try to get on my Ellie account since maybe I can channel that a bit more there, but I don't know how well that will work. 

Please understand.

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lorixgrimes

         "Y'know--   I don't think I remember the last time my dad            smiled before you guys came  along.  'N  Maggie,  don't            know  if  I've ever seen her like this.  I'm  really glad that            we gotta stay with you guys.  Don't  think  we  would've            lasted much longer, even if the farm didn't get over run,"

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Send a ❖ and I will generate a random number for my muse to say to yours!

              1-115

  The Walking Dead Game based, of course! Every   possible outcome/quote was gathered from my   screenshots folder of season 2 episode 3.

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+udholde

     She missed the freedom of the farm. There was so much space,      so much for her to do, even if it didn't feel like it at the time. The      longing  of  familiarity,  of  the family she used to have settled in      her bones.  She was happy  for  Maggie--  that  she  had  found      someone she cared for. Her father even, who had broken out of      the shell he had been in for so long.  And  there  she  was--  the      same. Always the same. 

     Blue hues caught sight of the other,  the smallest hint of a smile      forming upon her lips.  Stay behind with the children,  stay  with      Carl and Judith.  And she loved them,  she truly did--  but there      was longing for something new. Something different. 

          "--Do you think your dad would ever let us tag along on            a run?"

     A vain attempt at conversation. She knew the answer would be      no--  for her,  at least.  Teeth  clenched tightly together and the      girl got to her feet, placing her hands on her hips.

          "Come on--  no  use  sittin' around  here for. Sure Rick             could use some help, if you wanna do somethin',"

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I am so behind on greeters, like holy shit. I will do a few tonight, but if you want a starter (which will vary in length) then like this post and I'll make sure it happens.

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     In truth, she didn't realize how strange it had sounded until      after  her sister had spoken.  Her lips curled into a smile,  a      chuckle  escaping.  Shrugging  her  shoulders, Beth's gaze      moved   from   the  other  woman,  focusing  further  in  the      distance.

          "Just a thought. We have a little Grimes running around,             thought it'd be nice to have a Greene.  I mean--  guess             it  wouldn't be a Greene,  but you know.  I've just been             spendin'  too  much  time  with  the  baby,  is all.  Baby             fever 'n all that,"

     Had Maggie been eating or drinking anything when Beth finally spoke      the older Greene would have choked on it. The question completely      caught her of guard, the shock clear in her voice. A baby? That wasn’t      something she thought much about. Did it cross her mind occasionally?      Yes, but that was it.”

                  “Am I what? I don’t have any plans to, why? 

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+cxttle

    "--you okay there?"

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Fuck I really hate new blogs and their shit not going into tags. I should have just converted my old Ellie blog into this.

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                If it’s time to go, remember what you’re leaving.                                                                                                                      Remember the best.

I n d e p e n d e n t B e t h G r e e n e B l o g

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➟ Independent Beth Greene roleplay blog. ➟ Open to crossovers. ➟ Is caught up with the show, not caught up in the comics. ➟ Main verse is set in Season 4 until Beth's situation is revealed. ➟ Other verses coming soon. ➟ Mun is 21+, muse is 18+. ➟ 11 years of roleplay experience, three on tumblr. ➟ Open to OCs within reason. ➟ Prefers paragraph roleplays, but will do all sorts. ➟ Semi-selective.

My friends have always been the best of me.

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    Her brows pull tightly together. That was certainly     awkward.

          "--alright. I'm gonna go. Didn't mean to            see that,"

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+stetsxn

     "Weird to think it's been two years, huh? Didn't think        I'd ever say it,  but  I'm  glad  Otis  shot  you.  Don't        think I'd be alive if he hadn't,"