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easymaclance:

“I mean… what isn’t great when you’re drunk at one in the morning though?”

Diet Coke and Cheerios. Like poured in the cheerios. I’ve yet to be able to consume enough alcohol to make that edible.

#c:mac

easymaclance:

“Are those… good? I’ve obviously heard of them but never been. We didn’t have them in Maryland.”

It’s pretty great, not gonna lie. Especially if you’re kinda drunk at one in the morning.

#c:mac

rileyatkins:

Just don’t hide in the bathrooms too long. I can’t imagine that’s healthy. The free food sounds pretty awesome, though.

Just long enough for the staff to clear out, then I run the place. Maybe couldn't move in, but I’d probably get a solid week before slipping up.

#c:riley

gtfodexter:

As I said, I didn’t insult her. Seriously, all I did was politely tell her that her brows were uneven and I offered my own damn expertise to give her some tips to help her out and bang, slap to the face. I was being a good citizen, I swear!

Just meant she coulda taken it like an insult. A total stranger comes up to you and says tells you there is a problem with your face has a lot of potential to go south quick. Though she probably could have settled for a ‘fuck off’

#c:dexter

lakewooduni

Bailey Anderson is a twenty year old student who is studying fine Arts. She is a pansexual cis female. Bailey is adroit and loyal but she’s also reckless and belligerent.

Bailey was always so gifted. Good with math, science. Her parents were always so proud of her. She was the perfect child, and they couldn’t have been happier with the girl that they adopted. About a year after she was adopted, the Andersons’ had a miracle and got pregnant. They started preparing almost instantly, moving to a new town with a bigger house for their expanding family. The ten-year-old was so excited to be a big sister, she couldn’t contain it, and got sent to the principal’s office for the first time for taking over a classmate’s show and tell time to show off an ultrasound of her new sibling. Of course, the kids jumped on the opportunity to tease the new girl.Told Bailey that her parents were going to return her once the baby came. She hated being in the foster system, wouldn’t go back. Bailey was smart, she could make it on her own. She made it a day and a half before running into her aunt, helping her parents look for her. Instead of just going back, Bailey decided to bolt. Right into oncoming traffic.

It was two weeks before Bailey actually woke up, she’d been in a medically induced coma to reduce the swelling in her brain, but there was still lasting damage. She struggled in school after going back, ended up dropping out of her gifted programs. Couldn’t deal with disappointing everyone that had such high expectations of her, and ended up in a depressive rut. Therapist after therapist, clinic after clinic, nothing was helping. Until the Andersons tried art therapy. Bailey fell in love. It was the first time she felt like herself in months. She poured herself into making art, not really focusing on making friends and much less dating. But life happened around her, and Bailey started talking to another student in her class. They were one of the best artists in the school. In their sophomore year, they and Bailey got to work together on a mural, spent a ridiculous amount of time after school together. She found her first love in them. Of course, young romance doesn’t last, but it was enough for Bailey to come out. Her family didn’t care, just started looking for resources in case she needed them. In her senior year, Bailey and her younger sister went to LA pride together. In their search, the Andersons came across Lakewood University, and after looking at the art program, Bailey knew she wanted to go.

#bio

lessthanmacyalexis:

Honestly I’ve been there. There was at least a month long period where all I wanted to eat were fries animal-style.

It took me so long to be willing to try animal style anything. So much wasted time. Doubt anyone could really knock you if you had eaten them for a month straight.

#c:macyalexis

rosiefoster:

Is it sad that I’ve never been there?

A little, because I’m pretty sure it’s like the only way to become a citizen of this state. The hype is deserved, though.

#c:rosie

rileyatkins:

I’m sure if you hide under the tables, you’ll last maybe a night or two.

I think I could manage pretty well, doubt anyone checks the bathrooms well enough to notice if I hid in there. Could fire up the grill and make myself loads of free food.

#c:riley

gtfodexter:

I wasn’t! If I told her she was fuck ugly and needed to fix herself then sure, but I was trying to be nice about it. I guess it’s hard for me to come across as sweet. Maybe a language barrier, I dunno. I hope she realises, finds me and then apologises.

Well,you know what they say about good intentions. Still, even the nicest person coming up and insulting your kinda fucks with your day. I wouldn’t hold your breath.

#c:dexter

notmickjaggerr-blog

You know there’s the saying of, “eyebrows should be sisters, not twins”? Today, I saw someone with eyebrows that didn’t even look like they were god damn friends and it broke my tiny, cold heart so much that I had to tell her. I got slapped.

bcilcycndecrscn

You were definitely asking for that. But, she’ll probably be so mad about t later she’ll end up staring at herself in the mirror and realize you were right.