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omnipotenceisoverrated:

likes artificial watermelon | sleeps in what they’re already wearing | eats their cereal with milk | listens to music with earbuds | hates the summer | can recite past the first four digits of pi | eats frosting out of the jar | doodles on their notebooks | can bake cookies | has a garden | has had a snowball fight | eats pancakes without syrup | prefers shorts to pants | can name more than ten superheroes | has a plan for the zombie apocalypse | uses the same password for everything | can’t hold their breath for more than fifteen seconds | watches anime | hasn’t read harry potter | can say ‘I love you’ in more than one language | prefers mechanical pencils | thinks space is cool | takes personality tests more than once to make sure (never takes them) | can’t tie their shoelaces | has a purse | likes salad | likes cool colors better than warm colors | knows how to braid hair | reads biographies | can ice skate (can behead men with said iceskates) | knows their mbti | reads astrology charts | prefers the star wars prequels to the original trilogy | plays video games | reads the newspaper | likes chocolate ice cream better | doesn’t cuss | memorizes song lyrics | collects coupons | has a preferred order at starbucks | likes movie theater popcorn | has seen a play | listens to music with headphones | owns a hoodie | would rather own cds than online copies | has written a poem | can shuffle cards | subscribes to a her magazine | double dips when eating | drinks directly out of the milk container | keeps a journal 

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bethisms

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      beth’s been hiding in a small book shop for days now, the somewhat cramped building being one of the only places she’s managed to fortify on her own. she’s a small girl after all, and a place that only has one or two exits is much easier to try to defend than a place with a million exits. the only issue is that ‘fortify’ may not be the best word for what she did. she kind of just put some spikes outside and tried to make other places look more exciting for the dead. after all, survivors could see if she fortified it properly, and that’d lead to them trying to attack. beth isn’t ready to face an attack of any kind. so of course, when the door opens and the stupid bell inevitably rings ( she couldn’t reach it to rip it off ) her instinct is to attack. she grabs the closest book to her ( something called ‘how to woo your boo’ - she’d considered reading it earlier but decided it wasn't her kind of book ) and throws it at who - or what - ever opened that door.

       ‘ i always knew this is how i would die. struck down by the one thing i loved most -- ’ it’s a little dramatic and she’s not entirely sure how she’s even survived this long ; pure luck, by the sounds of it, because she’s been sitting in her apartment for months living on noodles and trying to contact the spirit form of the dead. those literal walking dead can go away for all she cares. one look at the girl reveals more than cat needs and she slinks into the shop away from the prying eyes of the nearby dead. ‘ have you got a pen? i’ll sign it for you. ’ cue a smile.

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deceptiveisms:

      bianca’s head tilts, eyes narrowing as she tries to figure out this situation. she opens her mouth to speak but soon closes it again, thinking her words through. ’ are you talking me and you with actual guns? ‘cause like, no offense, but that sounds like a terrible idea. ’ there’s a pause, though, as she actually considers it. ‘ i’d be down to try it though. ’ sure, it’d hurt a lot, but she’d heal.

       ‘ a terrible idea? come on, dude, it sounds like a blast. ’ seriously, a few guns and a deserted street plus a tumbleweed, they’ve got themselves an old-fashioned show-off. ‘ besides, don’t knock it ‘til you’ve tried it. that’s the saying right? ’ she really doesn’t know, she genuinely does not know.

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do you ever think ghosts like collectively know about zak bagans? and when he enters someone’s house they’re like jesus christ not this fucker

[scalpelsuperstar]

open.

“sorry i don’t kiss and tell.”

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       “ well, that’s disappointing. -- come on, spill it. ”

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boy: what that mouth do

me: talk shit

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@deceptiveisms

       ‘ sorry to bother you, stranger, but you know that thing they do in wild west movies like where that massive ball of dead grass- ’ she forgot the word for tumbleweed. ‘ -rolls past and it’s like really dramatic. guns at the ready, everyone else is holed up in their houses with the doors shut. i’ll give you my number and if you’re up for doing that, give me a call. ’ who you gonna call? catalina torres.

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