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|| ⊰ ❝ Alice came to a fork in the road; where a grinning cat was there to greet her. "Which road do I take?" she asked. "Where do you want to go?" responded the Cheshire Cat. "I-I don't know." Alice answered. "Then." said the cat. "It doesn't matter." ❞ ⊱ || tracking tag; frickmitch MULTIVERSE BLOG

[cadenmccleod-blog]

                 Hearing the other’s voice — it kind of broke something inside of him and he was no longer afraid to appraoch the brunette, dropping his hands to the sides as he took those few short strides forward so he had to look up to be able to see his lover. It was still heartbreaking, of course.                       “Because I love you — why else?”            It’s so obvioous to him.  He always visits, why would he randomly stop? — Though, he’d do anything to have him back. There was no just forgetting about it for Francis.

[frickmitch]

           Mitch licked his lips, lip busted, so he winced. He wanted to go home, why the hell wont Francis take him home? He stared down at him, face still showing no emotion. Those three words      he shook his head, causing it to lull forward and rest on the others' forehead.

                          "No      no you don't, Francis."

   He gulped, another stray tear leaving his eye. This hurt him so much, seeing his lover after so long and not being able to touch him. Why would he love him if he doesn't bother to come take him home?

[juliearchive1-blog]

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[cadenmccleod-blog]

                He dawdled inside, arms curled around his own body like he was afraid to be in there — but he wasn’t afraid of Mitch, no no; not in a million years — he was just terrified to see him like this. Mitchell was his light and all that cheesy crap, so when your light is suffering so deeply, it’s not going to be easy to get a grip of.                         He sniffled, stepping as close as his legs would talk him; curious and sad blue eyes traveling up and down the length of his lover’s sprawled body.                         “Hey, baby..”

[frickmitch]

               Mitchell's head hung low, he was all bruised an beaten, and he's tired. He shakes his head, biting his lip to hold back his words. The curly haired male had too many to say to the other, and they were all hurtful. He lifted his head up, lights dim, but not dim enough to completely hide his broken body.

               His lips twitched, though his face showed no emotion as a stray tear fell down his face. His heart fluttered at the sound of his voice, stomach doing flips. Even after so long, Franics had an effect on him.

                   A tasteless chuckle left him. "         Why are you here...?" 

[ibangliam]

[sheero]

if anyone is sad

here is a game where you’re a giraffe and you stretch your neck to kiss other giraffes 

here is a game where you’re a bunny trying to jump on bells during winter 

here is a game where you try jumping to make the ladybugs around you fly away 

here is a game where you collect blue birds and fly together 

here is a game where you try to land on cars while flying about with an umbrella 

here’s a whole website full of cute games like the ones listed above!

[liamtastic-blog]

“styles gets his way”

[stylin-library]

[frickmitch]

       His hands were cuffed to the wall, long chains holding each one of them up so he wouldn't hurt himself. He heard the door creak open, a slit of light beamed right on his face. He looked up to see what the guard wanted now, legs numb from all the standing.

             "You have a visitor."

Mitchell looked at the figure, he knew exactly who it was. The door shut and there was darkness, but the floor space lit up. Was he going to react? No, because he didn't care anymore. 

[frickmitch]

starters anyone?

[notheartbroken]

[frickmitch]

"I know you’d never hurt me. I just had to ask. Don’t worry, you’re going to get your life back." She poked a finger  at the glass separating them. "Isn’t this all a little stupid. I at least want a hug." She turned to the guard. "I at least want a hug." She begged. "Oh come on, he’s my best friend, please?"

[frickmitch]

    [ He smiled, poking the glass back at her. The guard simply said no, and something about how he'd hurt her. Mitchell shook his head, biting his lower lip as the words hurt him. An apologetic look was given to the girl, tears pooling in his eyes. ]  

            "M' sorry, Kitty...."

[withvirtue]

         ”Hi Mitchie,” Ezra stepped closer to Mitch, his brow furrowing as he looked his best friend over. “You look like you’re famished. Haven’t they been feeding you, Mitchie?” He asked, surging forward to wrap his arms tightly around Mitch.

         ”I heard you were in here from my brother’s friends. What happened?” he asked, pulling away and cupping Mitch’s face in his hands.

[frickmitch]

      "Well, they try to feed me, but..." he looked over to see if the guard was listening. "He     The guard...Likes to drug it, and take advantage of me." he whispers, biting his lip as a tear slipped down his face. "I've tried to tell people, but nobody believes me.." he shakes his head, wanting to hug his best friend back.

        "I'm insane, Ezra. That's why I'm here. I hear voices." Mitch mumbles, not even crying anymore, he's cried too much. "I don't know where my fiance is, so I'm never going to get out of here." he whispers, nuzzling his face into Ezra's hands.

[jennifer-ann1996]

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[delirantpetrovaa-blog]

    ⊰ ; к —— ::  She grins at his words; her tongue peeking out between her teeth as her eyes crunched up a tad from her bright grin. She was soon tugged into his lap in the back of the room —- earning a few glances from their fellow detention goers. “I’ve never seen someone so happy to see me in detention.” She giggled softly; nuzzling into him in the hoodie he’d given her. 

                                           ”I love you too —- but you’re gonna have to keep your hands off. There’s a few people in here that are staring.” 

[frickmitch]

       Mitch smiled at Katherine, pressing a kiss to her lips. "I'm glad I'd be the first for that." he whispers, moving closer to give an eskimo kiss the girl. He groans causing annoyed glances now, but he simply flips the bird.  "Fine, I'll be a good boy." he whispers, chuckling softly. And right as they were all cute         The captain of the football team walked in, with the captain of the soccer team.

                "Bunch of wankers walked in." he growls lowly, pulling her closer. 

[one-harrystyles]

[rpmememaker]

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