WHAT WOULD YOU TELL HIM?

to shrug

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i have officially moved and this means that all current threads will be dropped as i am going to start fresh on the new blog. please follow me here!

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i have officially moved and this means that all current threads will be dropped as i am going to start fresh on the new blog. please follow me here!

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just a psa i’m probably gonna be moving blogs within the next few days so just be on the look out

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so like my presence on josh has been very lacking for the last few months i think and i mean part of that time was during school so i really didn't have time for anything and i also have a habit of getting really into tv shows and doing nothing but watch that show but like also my muse for josh hasn't been strong at all which is strange for me because usually i only ever have muse for josh and it seems like a lot of the people i used to write with have left and like idk i just feel like no one really wants to write with me anyway and i feel very like blah when i come here which sucks because i want to love this blog again but idk. i'm not considering deleting or archiving because i love josh too much for that but i really don't know what to do. anyways if you were wondering, that's the deal with this blog rn

[askboxmemes]

My muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.

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zeusbuilt:

[venettaoctavia]

You are shaking fists & trembling teeth. I know: You did not mean to be cruel. That does not mean you were kind.

Venetta Octavia, excerpt of “THE BURNING”, from my chapbook, “What We Left Behind” (via venettaoctavia)

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the way josh’s hair curls up the end when it’s a little long... like if you agree

[gcsticulatingwildly-a]

                           your whole head is injured, your whole heart afflicted.                            from the sole of your foot to the top of your head there                            is no soundness—only wounds and welts and open sores

[transpcndster-deactivated202006]

[transpcndster-deactivated202006]

transpcndster :

                           SO NO ONE TOLD YOU LIFE WAS GONNA BE THIS WAY

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strawpolls :

@gcsticulatingwildly liked for a (BABY CRUT) starter

Sitting on the steps, his head propped up by the palm of his hand, he lets out his fourth long sigh of the hour. He’s at that age where his interests lie in video games, romping around in the woods, and collecting hockey cards –– not the historical significance of the ten dollar bill and where JFK once lived. A man looms over him, and Curtis doesn’t bother looking up to see who he was. A SUIT. That was enough for him to know he was one of them. He utters two words, his explanation of being there and with a little bit of thought, an explanation as to why he’s all alone. 

                “ FIELD TRIP. ”

He's about a foot away from STEPPING on the kid before a loud sigh stops him in his tracks. He nearly lets out a SUFFERING sigh himself when the kid talks. Field trip days mean kids everywhere and obligatory kindness to said kids. Luckily he would only be on the Hill for about an hour so HOPEFULLY he could avoid the annoying masses. He scratches his head, though, when he notices that the kid is by himself and sighs when he realizes he SHOULD make sure he's not lost or something. "Shouldn't you be with a, uh, group or something? Did you get lost?"

[mrs-landingslam]

[ruinsbuiltarchive]

crutchiee:

sirlightbulb:

finding out the heights of your internet friends is always the weirdest thing

reblog this with your height in the tags then we’ll all know

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athenawrought : 

                     ❝ I should hope not. There’s a first time for everything, right ? ❞

"'First time for everything'... yeah I, uh, think that's about right."

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heartmeasured :

{ @gcsticulatingwildly }

     brown eyes filled of WISDOM looked up from an old book about ancient architecture in greece. gaze pierced through the stranger who stood in front of the desk. ‘ can i help you with anything, mister? are you looking for a special book? ’

"Yeah, I'm looking for, uh, well I don't really know, I guess." A hand reaches, unbidden, to the back of his neck, a nervous habit. "My assistant just told me I should check this place out. Uh, sorry."

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athenawrought :

                      ❝ You’ve a right to be. I don’t have a reputation of disappointment, do I ? ❞

"Well, I wouldn't know. I don't pay attention to that stuff. I wouldn't think so, though."

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athenawrought :

                       ❝ Far more than you’d be willing to pay. Why ?  Curious ? ❞

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe it'd be worth it. Maybe I am curious."

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dxrtyhands : 

          “…. Never heard that before. And then you should probably study some then. I’m not your professor.”

"C'mon, Kaz, you basically run this place. Help me out. I need to... I don't know, do something exciting. Something different. You're the one for that, I think."