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finn wolfhard is an iconic icon

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my blog is just me reposting stuff that i’ve already posted because i am too lazy to make new content

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He was a skater boi

She said see ya later boi

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mike: i miss eleven

max:

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ok this is actually true

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i ain’t dead i’m just lazy

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y’all look stan’s fine he’s fine stAN’S FINE HE’S DOING GREAT

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Richie’s letter to older self

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i’m only ever gonna be known for sharing the video of finn playing the trumpet but y’all aren’t ready for that conversation.

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the purest human being ever

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it went by so quick but i’ll never forget how happy i felt when i saw him, i love today.

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i’m really about to see noah. this is unreal

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Cleaning Up

Beverly looked at her pale reflection and realized with sudden superstitious dread that the blood on the mirror made it seem as if her face was bleeding. She thought again: What and I going to do about this? Have I gone crazy? Am I imagining it?

The drain suddenly gave a burping chuckle

Beverly screamed and slammed the door and five minuted later her hands were still trembling so badly that she almost dropped the bottle of Windex as she washed the windows in the living room.

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Chapter 9 Cleaning Up, Page 410

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You’re my best friend, but

“I poured the tea, boys!” Richie’s mom called cheerily. “Better come and get it!”

“Right there, Mom!” Richie called again, offering a big, false smile. It disappeared immediately as he turned back to Bill. “Because I wouldn’t shoot a guy just because he was wearing a clown suit, Billy. You’re my best friend, but I wouldn't let you do it if I could stop you.

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Chapter 8 Georgie’s Room and the House on Neibolt Street, Page 370

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Don’t you want to see me Eddie?

Eddie began to walk, trying to look everywhere at once His sprained shoulder throbbed in painful sync with his heartbeat.

Eddieeeee, the breeze moaned through the trees, don’t you want to see meeeee, Eddieeeee? He felt flabby corpse-finger caress the side of his neck. He whirled, his hands going up. As his feet tangled together and he fell, he saw that it had only been willow-fronds moving in the breeze.

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Chapter 6 One of the Missing: A Tale from the Summer of ‘58 , Page 264

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Richie Gets Beeped

“All put with your customary tact and dignity,” Bill remarked, and Beverly began to laugh again. Richie offered a large, sincere smile. “Thank you, Bill, for those words of support. The word ‘fuck’ was used two hundred and six times in your last book. I counted.”

“Beep-beep, Trashmouth,” Bill said solemnly, and they all laughed. Bill found it nearly impossible to believe they had been talking about dead children less then ten minutes ago.

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Chapter 10 The Reunion, Page 527

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November 2019

Soo, I’m trying to be more active on Tumblr again. I say that all the time but I will (try to) post a quote from IT, by Stephen King, everyday for the entire month of November. 

Let’s play a game, how long will it take me to give up on this? Jokes on you, I already have.

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finn wHy

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since it’s halloween im bringing this back