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seeuin40

POV he sees you on the street and is disgusted x

#this ☝️#face

daylightjoji

all joji mvs

test drive, joji

what do you want babe? i don’t like when you taunt me

#face

fagstaynight

(Seeing a cis straight couple for the first time) I think I’m gonna be sick… What the fuck do you even call this…? Dark Yuri? Unfaggot? Do they have a fucking word for this? (Flashing back to my troubled childhood) Oh my god… This is that Marge and Homer shit isn’t it

gr33nl3af

C H 1 C ☆ G 0

patiently waiting for my reply.

maroolynns

she yearns for the tub water. disgusting.

cryptotheism

Intelligence isn't real. Locking in isn't real. Manifesting isn't real. Tryharding isn't real. Nobody has a divine feminine, or a love language, or a humoral temperament. Men aren't real. Women aren't real. The club is a projection. The world is not a hologram. There are no afterlives, sacred frequencies, or psychological archetypes. Your body is a temple but like, one of those Sumerian ones that was mainly for storing grain. Epicurus was right. Get it twisted and always be twisting it.

#serious

tofublock

spark ✨⁣

noxji

(cont.) :

noir simply blinked at the man’s words, his lips curling into a little scowl, that was an insane thing to say — even for him. maybe it was true though, maybe he was just too much to handle, it wasn’t like he was any easier to be around these days. in fact, he had to manipulate most people nearly to the point of some sort of stockholm syndrome type shit just to get them to stick around. his mind kept flashing through his relationships and his shame kept building, luckily that half assed apology snapped him out of it.

a soft hum filled the silence as george snatched up the joint, he was lowkey pissed but then again when wasn’t he? the world didn’t ever give him EXACTLY what he wanted but he decided he wouldn’t dwell on it, instead he’d take that joint back and suck it down before the other could get another hit— the sprinkles on top was his middle finger being stuck midair between them. a blinding cloud filled the car, coughs boomed behind it, “fuck you!” he giggled while coughing, his eyes losing vision in certain spots when he forgot to breathe in. “change the subject.”

jorgjis

george was already nodding along with noir’s words when they were spilling from his mouth defensively. “yeah. okay. yeah.”

his hand reached to the left to click the turn signal, a soft clicking sound busting through the silence as a song ended. it seemed like the nothingness besides the clicking lasted forever. he could feel his own heartbeat in his chest as he looked over to grab at the joint again, sucking in a generous hit before offering it back. “but at some point i want to know your lore.”

he could let go of the hold he had on his own breath when the song changed. one of his. greeeaat. (‘come thru’ to be exact) george let his hand rest comfortably on his right thigh, switching to grip the middle console at times.

#noji #closed rp #indie rp