you remember what you want to forget.

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                                            You kicked the fucking hornets nest. 

                             Writer for eight years - Independent Negan - Selective                                                    Other blog: Carl Grimes

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impendingperil:

          sometimes it’s BETTER to end something && try to start something new                                                  than IMPRISON YOURSELF in hoping for the impossible.

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just overall vry annoyed today. sleeping schedule is all messed up. i wake up when the gf is asleep and i go to sleep when the gf is awake. i got all this work and school to do and ugh. just not happy @ all today tbh. can’t wait for tonights ep tho. 

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watch out im gonna hack @nobodiesgovernor and post all their serious drafts with rick farting.

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151 followers??? ya’LL NEED TO STOP MAKING ME CRY. 

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do you ship kid stuff?

 i’d rather not answer this cus i’d rather not instigate anything??? but here’s a quick bullet point. pls this is just my opinion and my PERSONAL FEELINGS, if you really don’t like it, pls try to restrain yourself from v*gue blogging about me thanks. 

because of my age ( almost 21 ), i wouldn’t say i’m 100% uncomfortable, but i’d very much limit myself from writing out certain things, ya dig?? holding hands, hugging, leaning, holding one another, maybe lil awkward lame kisses = okay in my book. but that pretty much ends there. 

when it comes to anything s*xual, i would probably say 100% no, even tho kids do that, no one is denying that. but for my personal comfort zone? that overreaches the limits and crosses a line imo. 

i’m not saying other ppl shouldn’y do it. ppl can do what they want m8. but me personally? nah. 

overall, do i ‘ship kid stuff’? yes but with heavy ass limits and it doesnt help that carl does nothing romantic/sexual up until recent with the comics. so its a double negative. and it also has to be just right. im not gonna ship carl with just anybody his age. 

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sigh i’m gonna hop off the dash lol

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I love that Daryl and Rick think Negan is going to be soooo easy to take care of

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where are all these followers coming from ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°) ur obviously on the wrong blog 

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Would you want Shane back?

          “No. I may have been too young to really understand it all but I knew enough that something was happening between my dad, my mom, and him. I’ll never know the full story, I just know I don’t want to see my dad look that way ever again when he talks to someone.” There was a look of desperation and betrayal every time his father and Shane would share opinions about how to run things and what was best for the group; there was no longer small talk between the men. Carl can remember the tension, as if it’d happened only a few days ago.  

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   she knew he wouldn’t be content with her suggestion. no, Carl didn’t like just sitting around, doing NOTHING. of course, the girl shared his sentiment, but she favored more private activities now, writing, drawing, playing solitaire– simple little things to distract her from the ever present REMINDERS of the world. she too had once never wanted to sit around, always having a NEED to be out, to be running, blood pumping through her youthful veins, reminding her she was alive. 

    and secretly, she wanted to reclaim that part of her, that fleeting spirit that had kept everyone at an arm’s reach. her eyebrows raised at his suggestion, and she should’ve seen it coming. Carl was a lot like her in some respects, a little harsher, a little harder– much much braver. their experiences in their own apocalypses had differed, making them the same while separating them by MILES. 

    swallowing heavily, she nodded, her betrayal to her own request, I don’t want to come out here anymore falling aside as easily as a whim. there would ALWAYS be a part of her that wanted to be surrounded by the wilderness, to be reminded of the REALITY they lived in. Alexandria was a reality for her too now, but she needed to know how important it was that it STAYED that way. “your dad won’t be back for a couple of days, we can do whatever we want. where do you want to go?” two kids armed with knives and rifles, with the knowledge of the world could take on anything whether it be DEAD or alive.

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          “Few days ago, Michonne talked about this local bookstore. Said she was going to look there for more books for Alexandria.” His shoulders shrugged lightly at the thought, taking it into consideration. He knew bookstores usually had more than just books. Not only did it probably have comics, but it might also have candy sold at the front counters. Carl figured it wouldn’t be that bad of a place to look. 

           “Figure it would be untouched, for the most part.” Who would even bother. The logic wasn’t there for the boy. If anything, it should be assumed the place would be void of anything of any use; people wanted food, more ammunition, not books. That’s kid stuff. “She said it was only a few miles out. We could just follow the road from the woods, keep it safe. Then, when we get there, we can check it out. We’ll just have to be smart about it.” 

           It seemed full proof. All they needed was a few things from the armory. Just a few snacks, a decent weapon for each; no one will be none the wiser. It’d better be safe rather than sorry when they run out of bullets in a sticky situation. While Carl had an urge to go out, he didn’t want to go out, and end up getting himself killed.  

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For the next hour my muse cannot lie and is insanely blunt to any questions they get on anon

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        “You know this world, it has no h e a r t. It will kill you in the sunshine, or happily in the dark.”

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     letting her hand drop from his as he got up from the bench, her head tilted. such a stupid thing to worry about– running out of comics, of all things. if someone had told her last year, that this is where she would be? there was NO WAY she would believe them. she felt the turning hands of time changing the world, as she herself did. her throat wouldn’t close up as she began to speak any more, her feet remained firmly planted on the ground. 

          they would be PROUD of her. 

    “yikes, that sounds awful, a subtle laugh left her lips as she dipped her head forward. long brown locks fell, shielding her face from his, and it was hard, coming up with anything to do. there was no POWER here any more. what were they to do when all the pages had been turned and she no longer had the desire to go beyond the wall? she felt EMPTY, so much of what she was used to, she didn’t care for any more, and those she had bonds with now lay in the dirt. 

   Alexandria hadn’t been the only thing torn down; nor the only thing that had to rebuild. a shrug is offered as she looked at the boy, “we could play war, you know, that card game. Olivia taught me how to play.” she liked card games, they were silent and methodical for the most part, aside from go fish! she despised that game.

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          He’d gotten up from the bench himself. Suddenly he was, overall, disinterested. His hands hung by his side, looking elsewhere whilst she spoke about the card game Olivia had taught her many months ago; or whenever it was. Apart of him wanted to go on a run, for comics, and other things that adults would never look for. It was stupid, he understood that, yet it didn’t divert him from wanting to do it; he almost wanted to suggest it, but he’d rather not hear the disappointed tone in Enid’s voice when she rejected the idea. 

          It only made him more frustrated. A sigh left his lips, before he returned his gaze to her. He held his sight there, taking in her appearance, wanting to keep a current image of how she looked now; because in a few moments, her expression will most likely sag in either displeasure or aggravation, or she’ll get that real still and stoic expression that she gets often; usually when she becomes internal. 

          “I wanna go out.” His words had cut the thick, silent air between them. She was going to know what he meant; he wasn’t going to insult her and go out of his way to clarify for her. She was smarter than that. 

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☻

“You guys got SOME fucking balls.” Were the first words Rick, and the rest of them, heard from Negan. For the longest time, Negan was considered a myth, just some unknown, faceless big brother that had an ungodly amount of men under HIS control; if that wasn’t apparent already, it was now. 

Getting out of the truck, his boots hit the ground with an intimating THUD. Every fiber of this man was intimation. There was no bullsthitting him. The man had a mission and that mission was dealing out a seriously unholy amount of fucking pain. 

“Let me tell you something right FUCKING now. I do not give chances, I never do, I saw what you pricks could do, and let me say, I was fucking impressed. That’s WHY I gave you the chances I did. I reached my hand out to you assholes and what do you do? You fucking spit right in my eye.”

He brought up Lucille, leaning her against his shoulder. He KNEW which one was Rick. He wasn’t going to ask, he wasn’t going to pussyfoot around the matter. “You must be Rick, right? Let me tell you something Rick, consider this little visit, a fucking WARNING.”

He eyed the archer beside him. Boy, was he going to have fun. Negan straightened himself out and turned himself around, as if he was about to leave. But suddenly, he dropped Lucille into both his hands, got himself a real tight grip, and quickly turned around. The full side of Lucille had crashed ruthlessly and abruptly into the side of Daryl’s skull; Negan could have swore he felt a crack run down the spine of the bat and into his hands; that had only motivated him more to keep on fucking hitting. 

“REMEMBER THIS, RICK!” Shouted the man, as he kept sending down the bat, and soon the loud thwacks turned to a wet, sloppy sound. Eventually, Negan had stopped, his lips curling into something sinister, a wide grin that would soon mark itself into the mind’s of everyone else. 

“We got an understanding now? Half your shit. Load up, men.” The company he brought with him starting loading back into the trucks. “See you next week — Ta ta.”

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reminder: carl grimes doesn’t need protection 2k16

he took down one of the governor’s men  to ensure the safety of his baby sister

he aided his father in taking down a huge horde of walkers and did it with ease

he was able to survive by himself, even though he wanted the comfort and company of his father, he did it nevertheless ( he did this in the comics as well and he was even YOUNGER ) 

he handled one of the wolves and made sure to keep his sister safe, again

he took care of the situation with ron without his father or jessie intervening

at age nine he single-handedly took out six of negan’s men after glenn’s death as revenge.

he and sophia both took down two asshole kids that decided to harass them