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❛ —every single night i lose it. i can't even hear the music without you. try to stop myself fromcalling. but i really wanna knowif you're with someone new. ❜independent rp. ¦ semi-selective.written by #natisms.18+ ¦ nsfw themes.

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this blog is officially closed. 

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i don’t wanna lose this account.

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i am officially so annoyed send help.

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i love not being able to edit my blog.

  i love it.

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i love new tumblr. i love it so much.

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    “but, but, he’s so cute. and so nice to look at,” she moped to her best friend, wrapped up in a silk robe as she just ate away her disappointment when he turned out asking her advice on asking a girl out.

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hvrringtns‌:

     Not expecting company, Julian sat on his sofa before hearing a knock, walking over to answer the door to Sonny, a smile approaching his lips. “Well, look who it is.” He chuckled softly, walking aside to gesture for her to come inside.

    “Bad time?” Sonny asked shyly, pushing her locks behind her ear. A hopeful smile grew on her lips as she stepped inside, taking a deep breath. “Sorry I haven’t spoken much. Classes have me in a whirlwind,” She explained with a frown.

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      She’s been wanting to see her felon for awhile. Hence why she’s knocking on his door this late.

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discord rp anyone?

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thechiyonosakenyc‌:

“It’s not a crime to miss me. It’s just… it has been a long time since I saw you. What have you been doing? And at least you’re still quite tiny.” He replied with a smirk.

      “Leave my height alone, thanks. And I’ve been good. Everywhere and nowhere at the same time,” She replied with a soft smile.

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    i’m actually here? miracles. like this for a starter!

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                                       something’s a brewin’.

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i decided to make a marnie piper with shannon purser as the fc don’t @ me

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plervsque‌:

      “that…” he started, brows furrowing a little, “is a very interesting name, i’ll definitely check it out.”

      “honestly, half of the music i listen to, doesn’t look like i would listen to it. i’m an oddity,” she scrunched up her nose as she pushed back red locks behind her ear. “um, want a grape? before i start rambling and call you cute. again.”

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julian!

         julian would usually dive right into a date, if that’s what this was - a date, a gathering, it was something beyond that, a meeting that he had been dying to have. his hand motioning up her thigh before he pulled back, a soft sigh as the smile on his lips curled into a crooked one. “are you okay?” he asked, reassuring her. he knew it probably wasn’t easy meeting up with a stranger, one who had just been released from prison no doubt. 

      his lips trailed back against hers, pushing back to lay her down against the cushions of his sofa, his body hovering over hers as his eyes flickered open to gaze at her slightly, hands roaming over her body in a needy manner, groaning before pulling back. “not bad for a first date huh?”

        sonny found herself easy in the case of thinking about seeing him or not. it was long overdue, she thought. and especially since she ended up going to the school of her dreams and meet the hottest guy she’s ever seen. “i’m okay. surprisingly,” she confessed, raising her brows.

     but she didn’t go on any longer, as she was laid back, and soon very much occupied. her lips curled into a wide smile, which may have cut the kiss short. “a very eccentric first date, if i do say so myself,”

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plervsque‌:

       “really?” danny tried not to look too surprised at the news, “you got any recommendations?”

        “currently? uh. . .” she mused as she looked through her accumulating daily playlist. “traag by bizzey.”