@ all of you that i have missed and love so much: im moving jasper to a new blog tonight bc i have missed my boy so much ?? but yeah i’m !! gonna be working on that tonight and i will post a promo here or somethin !!
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@ all of you that i have missed and love so much: im moving jasper to a new blog tonight bc i have missed my boy so much ?? but yeah i’m !! gonna be working on that tonight and i will post a promo here or somethin !!
anyway my dad was petting a cat outside and i have never gone out my front door so fast to pet an animal i love him i love that cat its my cat now
❝ in politics, it doesn’t really matter what you believe in, as long as you can hide it. a pretty face, a firm handshake and a good slogan. no one cares what you have to say, because they all think they have more important things to say. so sometimes, you smile and nod and let people say what they want, because at some point they’ll do the same for you. the only thing you need to know about politics is WATCH YOUR BACK. ❞
indie political oc written by devin
❝ there are people who hold the saying ‘ the eyes are the windows to the soul ’ close to their heart. you can’t do that —— why would you want to see into someone’s soul ?? you don’t know what they’ve seen, what they’ve done. every sin, every bad deed… it tarnishes your soul, y’know? it leaves your soul BLACK. i don’t want anyone looking into my eyes and seeing how bad off i really am. there’s just some things you don’t come back from. ❞
ind. original character. written by bucky.
me: thinks devin is gonna hold my hand devin: guides my hand to their mouth so they can eat my pringle me:
❝ there are people who hold the saying ‘ the eyes are the windows to the soul ’ close to their heart. you can’t do that ------ why would you want to see into someone’s soul ?? you don’t know what they’ve seen, what they’ve done. every sin, every bad deed... it tarnishes your soul, y’know? it leaves your soul BLACK. i don’t want anyone looking into my eyes and seeing how bad off i really am. there’s just some things you don’t come back from. ❞
ind. original character. written by bucky.
hello what is good ive made a mistake
GET FUCKED
in my own damn house…
I fucked up. You fucked up. But don’t ever say I didn’t love you. That’s all I ever did.
And you’re the one who left (via musingisms)
never realized how bad i was at typing until devin was laying next to me reading my mistakes out loud
I’m not used to being wanted
6 Word Poem (via incoloure)
( whxwashe. )
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She can feel her shoulders bunch when she looks at him. Psychic or not, she can’t tell what she’s looking at half the time – dead things look just as alive as anyone else. People with one foot in both doors made her head ache. Only because she still hardly knew how to focus. So she lets her gaze drift, jaw clenching as she glances at her feet – what had she just been about to say? Oh, right.
“ – You shouldn’t be out here. Not to brag, but I kind of have a knack for predicting trouble, so ….”
a brow raises in question as he turns to look at her, her voice strange & foreign to his ears. he was under the impression that he was alone, that he would go undisturbed. her warning almost brings a grin to his lips as he shifts his weight from foot to foot, hands in the pockets of his jacket.
“ i wouldn’t worry too much about me, if i were you. i think i’ll be alright --- i have a KNACK for being right. ”