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“The universe is crowded with both the humane and the monstrous, and it’s up to us to decide which one we become and endure the consequences.”
a sci-fi / historical / horror multi muse rpg blog written by nonny. mutuals only / private Semi Active 31+ BST
MUSE LIST // RULES // MEMES
cosmicrayed liked for a starter
The TARDIS was his now. The Doctor had left them to it and Henry stared doggedly at the console, trying to decide what next. There were so many thoughts and feeling running around his head. Staring and trying to process just what this now meant.
A time machine, the most wonderful time machine to have ever existed had been left to him and his friends...
He wasn’t expecting Sue to be watching him. He stood straight, rubbing at his arms.
“Oh, hey Sue...are you doing alright? I thought you’d be sleeping...”
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Maddie’s eyes adjust to the morning light as she wakes that morning, her small Exeter flat draped in a warm orange glow. She lets the haze of it all wash over her until she remembers the man who had taken refuge on her sofa.
Twenty-four hours ago they had defeated Dracula. Twenty-four hours ago they had stopped being haunted by the ghosts of Jonathan Harker and Mina Murray. Twenty-four hours ago, Jeremy’s life was laid out in front of him like a new map. He could choose the destinations and the places he wished to visit for the first time in twenty years.
And he had chosen to come here with her, to Exeter when he had the freedom to be anywhere else.
She grimaced as she got out of bed, slipping on a cardigan over simple pyjamas. Now her pregnant belly was starting to grow she knew she’d have to find new clothes, but this was on a to-do list of many things that she had rattling around in her head.
The first of which she grasped onto was ‘Wake Jeremy.’ and the second ‘What’s Next for Them?”
Is there even a ‘Them?’ to discuss?
She moved to the bedroom door to open onto a small open plan kitchenette looking for Jeremy Murray.
the amazing devil lyric sentence starters ↪ taken from their entire discography to date. trigger warnings for religion, depression, alcohol, war, sex, & more. some ( but very few ) lyrics have been tweaked to work better as full sentences. alter as you see fit ♡ this is a long post.
“i can’t do this.”
“never say how much you missed her, or that you kissed her sister.”
“fuck all your plans i’m bored.”
“i promise you i’ll be better.”
“i made a vow out to the gods.”
“wе didn’t talk. we made universеs out of bitten lips and broken hands.”
“she laughs as though she’s not heard the joke ten thousand times before.”
“we’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
“you used to buy me scotch, but now too much is never enough.”
“these aren’t tears, it’s just the rain that wasn’t brave enough to fall.”
“don’t you realise? they’re just battle cries, dear.”
“stop asking why i’m sad; just know it’s enough to know i’m sad.”
“stop listening to the smiths.”
“if you asked me, i would lose it all, like petals in a storm.”
“it’s getting late.”
“you’re lying on some coats.”
“whatever you do, don’t turn.”
“run until your lungs are numb.”
“run to show that love’s worth running to.”
“it cannot be a lie if no-one hears.”
“how unreasonably in love i am with everything you do.”
“they might laugh because you’re leaving, but know we’ll sing your name when you come home.”
“for christ’s sake just say something.”
“our love is shown in the letting go.”
“this isn’t a break up, dear heart, it’s a season finale.”
“and i’ll withstand what’s written for the writer in you.”
“they’re discussing champagne.”
“i pack what is needed for thе journey to come: all my books, all my bracken and booze.”
“who’ll save you when you fall?”
“sing me awake with a song about pirates.”
“i’m not lonely if i’m with you.”
“welcome to ruin.”
“i do my best to breathe, but they’re stealing all the air.”
“i’m dolled up, love.”
“remember today you’re enough.”
“know we’ll always love you, even though you’re leaving us behind.”
“so breathe, breathe, just breathe.”
“it’s nought that rum won’t solve.”
“every time we watch netflix we spend two hours deciding what to watch on netflix.”
“i’m between that ‘just one more’ and ‘drank too much again’.”
“this here is not singing, i’m just screaming in tune.”
“i don’t know what to do, how to help her, how to bring her home.”
“i can’t wait to show you how much i know you can be.”
“let’s wander, ‘til the fuckers demand an encore.”
“some fictions we took to mean fate.”
“the party swirls around me in a dress i can’t afford.”
“if by palace you mean that asbestos, and beans from a tin, and the gin that we brewed in the bathtub.”
“it’s not fair how much i love you.”
“it’s what my heart just yearns to say in ways that can’t be said.”
“a storm is coming on.”
“come on, love, please don’t start.”
“never really liked the pattern that much on the wallpaper so anyway.”
“you brought me through this darkness but you left me here behind.”
“i’ve got something in my eye.”
“they’re just dollops of paint on a new work of art.”
“i’ve seen enough.”
“you’ll love the way i tell it.”
“for some reason you’ve painted the kitchen lime green.”
“you’re the words that i promise i don’t mean.”
“i surrender what was, what could have been.”
“got a headache that just won't shift.”
“it’s what my rotting bones will sing when the rest of me is dead.”
“i know the kindest thing is to leave you alone.”
“i wish that i could take his hand, but where i’m going is for me and me alone.”
“i chipped my teeth on every joke you cracked.”
“and when i think i’m fine, you’ll visit.”
“tell the truth to me, love, does my hair look as nice as it did when it once tangled up in your eyes?”
“i will bring you ruin in everything i do.”
“i might not make it tonight.”
“you angel heart. you monster, oh, some godforsaken prospero.”
“if you knew all that i’d done …”
“remember me i ask.”
“they’re running out of things to hold.”
“back then you had hair and your smile was so sublime.”
“if you knew all that i’d done … the hearts i’ve broken.”
“write me well my love, write me weird, write me willing, write me well.”
“don’t say anything.”
“you don’t see daylight anymore.”
“don’t you know that it’s not all about you anyway?”
“i promise you i’ll try.”
“pray for me ‘cause i won’t pray for you.”
“let’s hide under the covers.”
“she sang, ‘do you think i’m sexy?’ and oh god i really did.”
“and for some godforsaken reason i’m still here, love, like i’ve always been before.”
“we’ll build a den out of pillows and get drunk again.”
“all that matters is that you’re here.”
“just because i left doesn’t mean that i’m not still there.”
“i’ve waited oh so long for you to come.”
“it seems to me that you can’t sleep.”
“oh, if one more guy calls me darling then i swear to you and to god i will murder them all.”
“wе’re both unwanted daughters.”
“do you like my dress? it’s got pockets.”
“there’s only faces of the unfamous dead; full of people just pretending to be brave.”
“i’ve run out of my words, my song, just let me die.”
“so one last time, love, come and rip my clothes off.”
“when you think about him, my wings start to flap.”
“don’t you think i look pretty curled up on this bathroom floor?”
“run for all the things you wished you’d done.”
“why are you wearing all that make up?”
“and now, even though you’re mad and these memories won’t stay, that’s okay, 'cause then i get to meet you for the first time every single day.”
“i’m learning to be so much more than my tiredness.”
“gonna go home and show my cat some memes.”
“can’t you see that i’m enough for you but you don’t want me to be, 'cause that means you’ll actually have to be content?”
“i don’t find this easy like you.”
“i loved him then, i love him still.”
“you can’t rehearse the chorus, but the verse is sweet.”
“i steal the hours and turn the night into day.”
“i don’t know how to reach you when you get like this.”
“i’m the heartbreak that aches far too much to be shunned.”
“you’re not a coward 'cause you cower; you’re brave because they broke you, yet broken still you breathe.”
“i’m at the brink, don’t laugh.”
“i’d bruise you.”
“i’ll run until i begin to understand what holy men really mean when they speak of sin.”
“i said ‘pour’ and forgot to say ‘when’.”
“champagne’s the main course.”
“we’ll dance together so close we’re sharing breath.”
“i wish i’d known these stones were something i could save.”
“i love you less.”
“get a grip, we’re grownups.”
“let’s take this outside 'cause we’re one and the same.”
“a broken pot can still hold water.”
“i spend my days so close to you 'cause if i’m standing here, maybe everyone will think i’m alright.”
“think of all the horrors that i promised you i’d bring.”
“can you pass me the lighter mate?”
“i’m fine, it’s just a ‘sitting down in the shower’ day.”
“now take a good long look at what you’ve done to me.”
“with you, i could summon the gods and the stars.”
“gonna go home and dress my cat up like batman.”
“on that tree i’ll carve your name ‘cause in years to come we both know we won’t be the same.”
“we can both barely stand.”
“i can smell the smoke of hell.”
“if there was one place i could be right now, i’d be standing there between you and him.”
“ ‘cause darling, i was born to press my head between your shoulder blades.”
“i raged so much.”
“you are that space that’s in between every page, every chord and every screen.”
“i’m all yours.”
“i try so hard to make you laugh at me.”
“but like rubbing wine stains into rugs, it’s my curse to try and make it right, but by trying make it worse.”
“i’m so sorry, i’ve done it again.”
“it’s up to you now.”
“i get to watch you grow up now and make me proud, make all of those mistakes that make me laugh.”
“where’s the vodka?”
“something’s sucking out your core.”
“what you see is not the dark, it’s just the gods upturning inkpots.”
“who died and made you king of it all?”
“it seems to me that you you can’t dance for shit.”
“there’s no fucking way you’re from [place].”
“we didn’t talk.”
“and the candle we lit, well we’ll use it to burn this whole place to the ground.”
“he said, hey, darling, hey, hey, darling, hey.”
“i know they think i’m nightmare.”
“take my hand, let us waltz for the dead.”
“for you, i would have gone so much blonder.”
“it’s not fair, 'cause you make me laugh when i’m actually really fucking cross at you for something.”
“go tell them how we failed you.”
“symphonies and sweat and sex mean nothing when you are obsessed with sin and soil and strength and song and all the words that came out wrong and him.”
“we don’t know what’s out there.”
“i look into the waters and see a face i don’t recognise.”
“let’s try and fit into the same pair of stretchy old track pants and just roll around inside each other for three whole days.”
“we showed the world that we exist.”
“your smile tells me i’m safe.”
“it’s like all the wallpaper inside my heart is slowly slowly peeling off and i’m showing all the stains and things they wrote on the wall before.”
“might you allow me to slip into something more comfortable then?”
“you stole the best years of my life.”
“all hell and its fire waits for us.”
“we’ll make our christmas decorations out of toilet roll tubes and tinfoil.”
“how bold i was, could be - will be - still am, by god still am.”
“it’s what i meant.”
“welcome to my table, bring your hunger.”
“you’re the one who told me my hair looked better black.”
“i’ll sing silence, and ask my glass of wine for guidance.”
“what changed?”
“'then maybe you’d still be snuggled here in my bed watching netflix. and now i can’t 'cause you changed the password when you left.”
“i wish that i’d been brave.”
“we callеd them all liars.”
“but you lack the conviction to look at me straight and say yes.”
“there’s something changed.”
“give me two damn minutes and i’ll be fine.”
“you watch the stars hurl all their fundaments in wonderment.”
“get drunk for me, sing louder than you’ve sung for me.”
“what’s that hold that the big dark king of nothing has got on you?”
“but i’ll stick up for you, even though you haven’t got a fucking clue.”
“i cannot sleep when all you do is cry.”
“i toast to their talents.”
“how wrong you were.”
“i tried, i really fucking tried.”
“'cause although you say good day to me, i know i don’t belong.”
“sweet nothings are screamed not spoken.”
“back then i was dauntless.”
“all the bastards applaud when i show that i’m flawed.”
“now my ink’s blood-red, not black.”
“it’s just sometimes nice to feel what it’s like to be in someone else’s coat.”
“you were raised by wolves and voices.”
“i mop up what is left of my lungs.”
“i could try to calm you down but i know you won’t.”
“it’s my dad’s.”
“you were supposed to be my light and keep me safe against them all. how could you leave me here?”
“everyone knows how sex is better when you’re unemployed.”
“and i laugh, and i laugh ‘cause laughing right now, it’s all, it’s all that i have.”
“farewell wanderlust, you’ve been oh so kind.”
“you’re not flawed darling, you’re just a little under-rehearsed.”
“it’s never my intention but it happens all the same.”
“your eyes aren’t rivers there to weep, but a place for crows to rest their feet.”
“i’m not going to scream, beat my chest at the wind. i’m doing fine.”
“you’ll never get your dinner if you don’t learn how to get along.”
“oh we, we’re gonna get on.”
“i make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right.”
“i would have stayed if you’d had asked.”
“fret not dear heart.”
“i’m here and i’m alive.”
“this is us, this is me, and this how we’re meant to be.”
“i cannot find the words to keep you.”
“come rest for the winter, wear my jumper all night long.”
“you look like i need a drink.”
“are you god or devil?”
“i’m the hardest goodbye that you’ll ever have to say.”
“i’ll play our song to see if the piano’s in tune.”
“come rip up the flesh of my fears.”
“do you think she even knows i bought my shoes from oxfam?”
“could be ghosts or monsters or a robot vampire, i dunno.”
“what the hell went wrong, 'cause we had this planned.”
“without you, i’m stronger, i’m no longer filled with wonder.”
“the best laid plans had it all planned.”
“oh darling lord, how you make me laugh.”
“look at me as you say this, don’t look at your phone.”
“i know i won’t be long ‘cause i know i don’t belong.”
“can’t you see that i’m enough for you but you don’t want me to be?”
“do y’know what they cost?”
“if god make us all in his image, then god’s a fucking nerd.”
“if i’m good, will you come back?”
“is that what you think of me now?”
“i should go home.”
“i’ll spend my days so close to you 'cause if i’m standing here maybe everyone will think i’m cool.”
“i know she’s giving up.”
“he’s falling out of touch.”
“you don’t have to be brilliant.”
“i promise you there’s more.”
“i need a drink or two.”
“you dad will forget the words.”
“and i love you, don’t you know.”
“do i have to be who i am?”
“i’ll give them back.”
“i’ll yell it from the rooftops for you.”
“it’s just your voice learning for once to stand up tall.”
“every night i hear them howling.”
“for a time there is timelessness.”
“you’re all mine.”
“you gave us such a fright.”
“i won’t let you turn our last night into this.”
“i’ve been waiting for you to come home.”
“let not them hear the mutterings of all your fears.”
“i know exactly what i want, and it’s this life that we’ve created.”
“this here is not makeup, it’s a porcelain tomb.”
“my heart is tearing pages from that funny story i rehearsed.”
“i’m not lonеly, i just like being on my own.”
“are you cain, 'cause i’m not abel.”
“yeah, well i’m sorry too.”
“take me back to that dance hall where you got thrown out 'cause they thought you were drunk.”
“you are screaming far too loud to hear me swear.”
“for the first time in all my life, i know i’m more than what i fear.”
“i’ll take my fucking time.”
“can’t we just talk about this?”
“certainly fucking feels like it.”
“i’m not telling but you can fuck off if no one will come back for you.”
“you’re better than this.”
“you’re going too fast.”
“he’s got so much fucking hair.”
“sometimes i fall to pieces, just to see what bits of me don’t fit.”
“of all the flowers you picked, i knew you would forget forget-me-nots.”
“don’t you ever wonder what could have been?”
“my dress is on fire.”
“we don’t have time to fuck around.”
“i will be the man my father never was.”
“the oldies at the back try their best to hack their way out with the gardener’s pruning shears.”
“did you tell them about the time we met?”
“your face lights up like you’ve woken up from this endless fucking nightmare of pretending this is you.”
“if we join our hands in prayer enough to god, i imagine it all starts to sound like applause.”
“and fucking bastard what is it.”
“but now i’m leading doesn’t that just scare you to death?”
“although you hold my hand and say ‘i love you,’ you are wrong.”
“they’ll sing of every time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child.”
“let’s dance together.”
“i hope to god i’m not the first.”
“we’re drunk but drinking.”
“a new us has begun.”
“i will try to harmonise.”
“witness me, old man, i am the wild.”
“please don’t do this, my heart is breaking.”
“my head’s not yours it’s mine.”
“stop making up death wishes.”
“you do not get to hurt me just because i asked you once if you were alright.”
“want some pancakes?”
“i can’t do this, you don’t understand.”
“they’ll speak of me in whispered tones and say my name like it shakes their bones.”
“i’m stronger now than you have ever known.”
“you couldn’t lie then and you sure as hell can’t lie to me now.”
“so long to the person you begged me to be.”
“nothing quite prepares you for when they don’t come back.”
“i forgot to pack them lunches.”
“he’s awesome, like me.”
“flirting at the back of a bookshop.”
“i forgive them at last.”
“if you ever touch or harm him, please rest assured that you might not fear a man, but to a woman by the end you’ll kneel and plea.”
“why won’t you just tell them all to fuck off, love, and be mine?”
“welcome to the storm, i am thunder.”
“i’d burn so bright it blinded.”
“it’s not fair 'cause you make me ache, you bastard.”
“i’d catch you every time you fell.”
“give me back my heart, you wingless thing.”
“can’t you hear that scratching? there’s something at the door.”
“you say the words so often that i barely know the meaning.”
“you are in the earth of me.”
“do you like my accent?”
“why won’t you believe i love you if i’m not hurting you?”
“oh, the hearts i’ve broken …”
“what you hear is not silence, it’s just the trees waiting to hear what next you’ll hum.”
“that creaking you hear in my bones is not pain, it’s applause.”
“don’t turn around dear.”
“with every strength i have, i ask if you play d&d.”
“hold my hand.”
“my friends are telling me i’m pissed.”
“you try so hard.”
“run for all you know that’s coming.”
“you brought me to this party but you left me here behind.”
“i love you.”
“i wish i’d done things different.”
“it doesn’t know how to get out.”
“i don’t know, but i’m here, i’m all yours, dear heart, don’t cry.”
“i look at the phone on the floor and i drink that nice wine you were saving.”
“watch me choke at your bad joke.”
“they said it all comes down to you.”
“i won’t leave without a fight.”
“when you were young, you’d kick things just to see if they would fall.”
“i know the kindest thing is to never leave you alone.”
“’cause i’m not trapped, with you, you see - you’re the one who’s trapped with me.”
“christ, you’ll be the death of me.”
“you’re the one who told me to never look back.”
“my jokes are my armour, and my kindness is my sword.”
“i make jokes to show how broken i really am.”
“you were in a band.”
“remember today you are loved.”
“hold me, lover, like you used to.”
“and i will wait and hope and rest my head at night content knowing where my marbles went.”
“me wearing your clothes just to surprise you when you come home all tired of those wankers that you serve all night.”
“it’s saving me now, love.”
“how the fuck am i supposed to carry on without you here?”
“the wine stains hide the tears.”
“you rip my ribcage open and devour what’s truly yours.”
“what’s the point anymore?”
“don’t lie with your eyes, you know i despise that look.”
“oh my god it’s so unfair.”
“be good to me.”
“and that drink, will it fix all those questions unasked?”
“i am the wild.”
“i know you’re strong enough to do this on your own.”
“i know that i’ve been through the wars.”
“you’re the thigh-high hemline i just can’t stop staring at.”
“he doesn’t understand.”
“today i somehow understand the reason i was born.”
“fuck you.”
“but where you see weakness i see wit.”
“the minute i met you, the colours of my life began to pour.”
“try please try for me.”
“i pick up the phone, dial your number and wait.”
“i’ve loved you, for a hundred years.”
“why so sad?”
“if my old mum could see me now, oh how she’d howl.”
“i put up fairy lights just to distract you.”
“i’ve even learned to cook.”
“you’ve no clue how to sew.”
“we’d hate to see your mascara drip into your pint.”
“i’m filming shit on that camera you nicked.”
“you don’t need to pretend to be someone you’re not.”
“our gods have abandoned us.”
“i’m the tales that the guests will applaud and believe.”
“a song you know's begun.”
“oh those folks will run and tell the tales of what i’ve become.”
“where have you been?”
“i’m the captain of courage you’ve eternally lacked.”
“i watched that woman drown.”
“where i’m going is for me and me alone.”
“i’ll run until i begin to understand what holy men really mean when they speak of sand and sons and seams and symphonies and sweat and sex and sin.”
“it’s so boring.”
“you dragged us both into the darkness that grows.”
“tear me up and burn me up and rip me up and leave your hand on the wall as you go.”
“it’s not fair 'cause you make me weep when i’m just trying to watch the office with my yoghurt.”
“be good, be safe, be kind.”
“what’s left is the mess that you left when you told me i wasn’t right in the head.”
“go tell them how we fucked you up.”
“i don’t want them to go.”
“just relax and come to bed with me.”
“you try so loud to love me; i cannot seem to hear.”
“i’ll darn you back together.”
“tomorrow’s jokes have yet to be laughed at or said.”
“i promise you i’m not broken.”
“i promise to be patient.”
“i’ve been here so many times before.”
“you’re so beautiful to me.”
“i’m untangling my headphones ‘cause sometimes they’re the only thing that keeps my head in place.
“i’m going to binge watch a box set, drink wine, reminisce.”
“pour me wine by my bed.”
“i’ll watch her ruin her life and dye her hair bright colours.”
“you promise to be kind.”
“oh, darling, please be mine.”
“i drag myself like a rug in the rain.”
“i’m your angel ellipsis, your devil of dots.”
“i promise you i’ll write.”
“i’m the saint of the paint that was left in the pot.”
“it’s so boring to see you tired all the time.”
“i’m scared of the dark.”
“these hands are growing cold.”
“i know your fingernails are the colour of rust.”
“if i don’t make it back from where i’ve gone, just know i loved you all along.”
“you’re the one who asked me if i’m feeling ok.”
“honey i’m no man, i’m what’s left when children go to war.”
“back then i wasn’t hopeful.”
“just watch me burn.”
“i’ll make a hundred paper planes to decorate our tiny room.”
“why won’t you let me follow in your footsteps as you trek into that underground world?”
Like this post for a tentative starter? Might be short...it might be a novel. It might mean I come into your DMs over the next few days and plot things. I just want to get my brain back in gear. Reminder, it’s only Henry/Maddie/Mina I’m musing for, but if we wrote on Tom/Doc/Gordy please like this/message me and we can plot things?
Reminder of Henry / Maddie / Mina verses and things in the links.
“The universe is crowded with both the humane and the monstrous, and it’s up to us to decide which one we become and endure the consequences.”
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MUSE LIST // RULES // MEMES
heartstopper sentence starters
because who doesn’t want to sound like a british teenager? tv show & graphic novel/webcomic
“honestly, i’m having a proper, full-on gay crisis.”
“why are straight people like this?”
“oh, you’re being gay. good job. carry on.”
“older sister magic.”
“was he a knob?”
“i don’t think he’s straight.”
“i’m waiting for your mum actually.”
“if you crave physical contact that bad, you could just say so!”
“you guys are together?”
“i can’t believe you’re disrespecting the bubblegum flavour.”
“i’m not giving you more money for you to lose again.”
“hey, no being sad on my birthday!”
“no. i’m going to be pissed off with him a bit longer.”
“i have so many movies i need to force you to watch.”
“is that a potato?”
“there’s a boy in there.”
“ah, the age old question.”
“i wasn’t born in the 18th century.”
“i just wanted you to know.”
“yes? was that not established the last ten times we made out?”
“you’re my favourite person.”
“but miss, he can’t run! he really can’t!”
“i really don’t like you.”
“happy fucking birthday.”
“is it okay if we keep it a secret?”
“i don’t know anything about anything.”
“go on. piss off.”
“i’m not, like, homophobic. i’m an ally!”
“congratulations?”
“thank you for your service.”
“i don’t think i... fit.”
“you’re not ruining my life.”
“you’re a dork.”
“he said he doesn’t want to talk to you.”
“i wish you didn’t have to go.”
“you look so cuddly like that.”
“nothing but my gay intuition.”
“as if anyone could replace your incredibly annoying presence in my life.”
“well, her dog died.”
“i thought we were friends, but you just forgot about me.”
"i wanna believe in romance!"
Me: Okay, Henry and Maddie/Mina are set up as muses. You have to take this slow. You don’t want to overdo things like last time.
Also me: But Kit Conner is the perfect Gordy FC.
….hi…
Caroline: Why didn’t you say good-bye? You just left. Tyler: You want to talk about this now? Caroline: Well, if we’re going to die, I might as well know the truth. Why did you leave me?
“A year ago, I would never have pictured the way my life is now.”
— Unknown
“In my dreams I am kissing your mouth and you’re whispering ‘where have you been?’ I say, ‘I’ve been lost but I’m here now. You’re the only person who has ever been able to find me.’”
— Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)
♡ rabastan x marlene ♡
@redemptioninterlude
SMALL HIATUS
Sorry I’ve not been around much. Mental health low again and actually trying to socialise this week. Hopefully normal service will resume from Monday.
It didn’t resume…but maybe soon? I’ll let my queue play out and I’ll see how I feel next week. Love you all!
“Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs. The ones who accept you for who you are.”
— unknown (via smallofyourback)
SOPHIA LILLIS as BEVERLY MARSH
