LIKE A ROW OF CAPTURED GHOSTS.

multimuse ft muses from hamilton, history, marvel, etc. penned by kaylee.

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–––––––     AND  HERE  IS  THE  TABERNACLE  RECONSTRUCTED.   //   ind  &  priv  multimuse.   penned  by  kaylee.   ft  muses  from  hamilton ,  history ,  musicals ,  &  comics.   previously  @ghostrow.

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this blog is super cluttered so i’m gonna remake it !!

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secondchanced.

❛ believe me, i know —– ❜ she has footage from those days, in a box under her bed; her and maureen, ro and april. marc misses those days sometimes, when it was the four of them against the world —– so much has changed since then. but nostalgia isn’t enough to make her forget how bad things were ( ro and april getting fucked up on the daily, marc trying desperately to keep her and maureen together ). marc wouldn’t go back, even if she was offered a million dollars. things are better now —– still SHITTY, but nothing like it used to be. ❛ fine. if you say so. ❜

❛   yeah     –––––     so let’s just DROP IT ,   alright?   ❜          seems like wishful thinking ,   and ro’s more of a pessimist these days ,   but she can hope.   she fears it may be too much to expect that both mimi   &   marc will let it go this simply.   she’s gonna hope for it anyways.        ❛   so.   ❜        change the topic ,   ro.         ❛   where were you at?   saw you come back with angel and collins ,   they convince you to go to one of those meetings they’re always preaching at me about?   ❜

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secondchanced.

❛ you say that but you don’t see the way you look at her, ro. ❜ history is repeating itself and marc is helpless to stop it —– as always, just a witness. but she has to be content with her role in things —– ro’s best friend, maureen’s plaything, stuck behind the camera, providing narration on their lives ( never focusing on herself, the unimportant one, the failure ). ❛ look —– i don’t want this to turn an argument, ‘cuz you’re right. none of us need someone like her in our lives, especially you. ❜

❛   i know ,   okay     –––––     that’s why i told her to FUCK OFF.   i   ––––––   ❜          she sighs ,   next words begging to be spoken though reminiscing on times past feels like nails on a chalkboard.   it’s nearly painful to think of where she was a year ago ,   two years ago ,   more.   a history full of WASTED POTENTIAL and grief.           ❛   i fell for april hard ,   alright?   i mean ,   i was pretty fucked up at the time ,   but still     –––––     i’ve learned from my MISTAKES.   not gonna fall in love again and risk a repeat of that.   it’s not happening.   ❜

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secondchanced.

marc sighs, looking away. they know each other too well and at times like this, when marc is trying to avoid an argument, she resents it. ❛ —– i don’t want you to get hurt again. what happened to april crushed you, ro, and mimi’s a lot like her. ❜ beautiful, wild —– but at least april had been GOOD for ro. marc doubts mimi would be, unless she got her shit together and got sober. ❛ you’re gonna give into her eventually. don’t try and tell me any otherwise. ❜

mentions of april no longer make ro flinch ,   but she does look down ,   memories of april   (  and memories of her death ,   as the two go hand in hand  )   flooding back abruptly.      ❛   i’m NOT gonna give into her.   you’re right ,   okay     –––––     is that what you wanna hear?   she’s too much like april.   but i’m not getting involved with that again     –––––     fuck’s sake ,   she’s hopped up on crack twenty - four seven ,   we both know i don’t need that shit in my life.   so nah ,   NOTHING’S gonna happen there ,   okay?   ❜          she’s setting aside the issue of her own BAGGAGE.   there’s a shit ton of it ,   and it’s easier to blame this on mimi.

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secondchanced.

❛ i know, but —– ❜ marc pauses, not wanting to cross any lines ( ever so cautious, a once fiery spirit crushed by the harsh realities of being an artist in new york city. this isn’t what she and maureen thought it would be like ). she knows ro wouldn’t respond well to being told she looks at mimi the way she used to look at april ( how marc wished ro looked at her ) —– like she hung the moon. ❛ you’re better than i am, at least. ❜

❛   oh ,   c’mon ,   marc.   ❜          she’s blocking thoughts of mimi out of her mind     –––––     god ,   mimi had KISSED her ,   and all ro can think about is the reasons it shouldn’t happen ,   everything that could go wrong.   (  ANOTHER TIME ,   ANOTHER PLACE     –––––     but right now ,   she can’t think about what if’s.  )        ❛   don’t do that thing.   that whole hiding behind self  -  depreciation so you don’t talk about what you’re actually thinking thing.   i know you well enough to see past that bullshit ,   don’t even TRY.   ❜

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secondchanced.

❛ well, she seems pretty keen on making something happen. ❜ coming back from the life support meeting to mimi in their apartment had been an unwelcome surprise. ❛ wha —— what? ❜ marc splutters, losing hold of her nonchalant facade. ❛ i’m not jealous! i’m concerned. ❜

❛   yeah ,   but you know i don’t do shit like that anymore.   ❜           mimi’s smile is an ECHO ,   far too similar to april’s ,   and ro hasn’t been in a relationship since april     –––––     she no longer lets people in ,   cannot let anyone in ,   no one besides marc.   arms cross over chest as marc grows flustered ,   eyebrows RAISED.          ❛   what’re you concerned about?   nothing’s gonna happen there.   c’mon ,   we both know i’m too much of a DISASTER for relationships.   ❜

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secondchanced.

@ghostrow didn’t like the starter call, but gets marc anyway.

❛ so… ❜ marc leans against ro’s door, trying to act nonchalant. ❛ what’s up with you and that mimi girl? ❜

❛   NOTHING.   ❜        over  -  defensive as hell   ;   she stands as she speaks ,   guitar cast aside on the couch.        ❛   seriously     –––––     nothing’s happening ,   nothing’s gonna happen.   what ,   are you jealous?   ❜

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psa that at this point this blog is p much just active by request ,   so if there’s a specific muse you wanna interact with and we have a thread i’ll be on here more often but if not i’ll be on @braverydefined almost always !!

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tag drop for ro davis !!

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tragicjingles

@ghostrow i hear there are great restaurants out west…

some of the best  —  how could she?

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death is that familiar taste that fills your mouth, coats your teeth, and chokes your lungs when you try to breathe.

perhaps you shouldn’t have kissed it | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

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            *  WHAT  WILL  YOU  BE  REMEMBERED  FOR?

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heyyyyyy vote in this poll pls

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i was talking to my cousin yesterday and he was talking about an accidental mistake he was dealing with, and proceeded to describe it as, “i picked a whole fuckin’ bouquet of whoopsie-daisies” and tbh i’m still thinking about it

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smuglyquiet.

   /   /    @ghostrow.

          bare arms are all over goosebumps, split lip the source of a steady flow of blood down her chin, chell limps determinedly on, eyes set on the horizon. re opened wounds were the least of her concerns – for now, all she needed to do was find a place to rest, somewhere she could find shelter from the biting winds. as she walks, the world seems to fall silent: before her eyes, small flecks of white shower around her, first slowly, then in a flurry, faster and faster until they’re collecting in her hair and on her nose. frowning, she turns to the only available source of explanation – another person, looking far less worried by the snow than she, and shrugs, looking for answers.

snow is not a RARITY in aspen’s life.   her hometown being pelted with snowstorms yearly ,   she has grown used to the way it sits on branches and catches on eyelashes ,   and the faint dusting of it across the ground is a COMFORT ,   even so far from home.   the plan is to stop and admire the snow a little while ,   hope that’ll make her forget about everything else going wrong in her life     –––––     but gaze catches on another woman ,   one with a bloody lip and altogether confused expression,   and against all her instincts aspen is immediately CONCERNED.         ❝   dude ,   are you okay?   ❞

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sinfilth:

self care is drinking 3 pots of coffee and getting into a knife fight w god