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Tracking: #jackiisms ❛ I felt like destroying something beautiful. ❜

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putting all my blogs on a hitaus, im just gonna stick to one cos of then i can rp with all of you easier, and it's just less stress for me.

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the speech

i am so surprised i even stayed this long. i usually pick up a new muse by now but i am actually making friends and omg. just you guys don’t understand how much i love you.

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(  t y l e r )

❛ you need to quit worrying so much. a few scratches    here and there, don’t mind what your shit boss says    at your shit job. move on man, just live your life. ❜

            mindless  rambling  coming from  the  snake  slithering in             your  mind. tyler  is  taking  a  drag  out  of  his  cigarette,             then offering it to you. sweet isn’t it? like feeding you his             leftovers, no care or thought put in, but it makes you feel.

❛ look you work for   yourself, you don't    have anything    to worry about.   flying across from  country to country    selling your fancy soap. and no, I don't smoke, thanks.❜ 

                               that was a lie. occasionally the shameless scent of tobacco                                lingered on me, but it was     never a frequent meet up I had                                with a cancer stick. although it would of given me more of a                                chance to be in the  support group for    lung cancer. but that                                was                 besides                     the                           point.

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                            ❛ No kids, no women. That’s the rules. ❜

                                                       I   II   III

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             Testicular cancer.                    Lymphoma.                   Tuberculosis                 Blood parasites.                 Brain parasites.          Ascending bowel cancer.

                                                  These were only a selection of the support groups that I                                                   became addicted to.  I cried, I  slept like a baby, I didn't cry,                                                   I didn't sleep. Being Cornelius, Rupert, and all the other                                                   identities I created became a hobby, an obsession.  Although my utopia was ruined. Tears never flourished, and sleepless nights greeted me like an old friend. A doctors presence was what did it, I couldn't cry knowing my lies never had so much clarity to them, he knew something.  He was something. 

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                    ❛ i’m not quite sure if you can be a master of this kind of profession… ❜                     ❛ —— but it has been a while, and i’m well known. liked. so i suppose. ❜ 

❛ well... at least you've got a name out there for you. ❜

                not a good one at that I suspect.

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I really wanna make a leon the professional muse.

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❛ —— awesome, great.                                 so you're a master of your profession.❜

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this chick

  ❛no! no, i wanna talk it about it NOW! ❜ « she wriggled beneath his touch, angry and annoyed,    and wrenched her arm back from him. she was the    scum of society, the nasty yellow plaque that builds    up between swollen red gums and dirty brown teeth.          she didn’t give a FUCK what teeth thought. if she wanted to shout the fucking place down she WOULD. she was annoying and ugly and short and she was long past the idea that she cared about those random fuckers around her, any more than they cared about her. oh, she’d gone through that  p h a s e . save the whales save the tigers. save the poor people. she had learned to stop caring by example. but then, on her arms and by her sides and cornelius’ there was the group moderator, and he put his hands up in a calming gesture. he said some stuff.       she didn’t listen. she heard the words “calm”           and “fight” and didn’t care about the rest.       marla gave literally less than two fucks for the moderator,    and she sniffed angrily, glaring at cornelius and the guys         who were all standing around him like he was a fucking                                                      serial killer.                     they were just getting in the way.  »

❛ run your mouth as much as   you want. and I will out you. ❜

                                    that piece of gum that would cling on to the sole of                                     your shoe   for dear life,   and  then for it only to be                                     stretched   further and further and still remain. that                                     was   marla. the tourist, every haven   of mine was                                     now dictated by ( h e r ). meaning I didn't sleep like                                     a baby,  my nights became the saliva that drooped                                     out of the corner of my mouth, and my index finger                                     repetitively switching channels hoping for my eyes                                     to a rest. 

if only I had bitch tits right now, those two lads would of been able to muffle the sounds of this raging tourist by now. but instead, my shoulder did the job.                                                                           a grasp before the little maggot screeched                                                                     any more kept her lips fixated upon his shoulder,                                                                    it seemed everyone had a partner, and marla was                                                                        his. although it seemed that he was forcefully                                                                     muffling the sounds of her voice with his shoulder                                                             for as long as possible. poor lad didn't know what to do. 

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GIVEAWAY ;; ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

            so! i’m coming up to my next hundred and it time to say thank             you! thank you for sticking around and letting me love you <3             i’m going back to my old giveaways. two or three people will             win whatever they want ; a new theme, a theme background,             self promo banner, online/offline banners or icons c: must be             following me, must be a roleplay blog, try not to unfollow as             soon as the giveaway ends which will be octorber 30th. likes            and reblog count!

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Get to know me meme — [5/5] favorite relationships: Marla and the Narrator

"You met me at a very strange time in my life."

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youtube & /watch?v=TLy5C2tr6hM . If this isn't how you propose then don't even bother.

❛ Okay, well. I'm going into my cave. ❜

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I FOUND THIS IN SOMEONE'S RULES, AND IT'S RELEVANT

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I like to know my writing partner. This isn’t always necessary, and if you’re not the sort of person who tries to get chummy with their roleplaying buddies, that’s absolutely fine, but in my experience, the plots and characters that last the longest are the ones with the players that I can message at 3 in the morning with an idea without feeling like I’m bothering them. 

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Took photos of my ceiling.