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jamie duarte. // ( x x i i. ) ❝ young james dean ; they said he looked just like his father, but he could never love somebody's daughter. ❝

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julian.

“ Dude, would you CALM THE FUCK DOWN ? You’re not doing anyone any god damn favours. Just… take a fucking nap, or something. Stop freaking everyone out. –– – BOTH.  ”

      ‘’ this is calm. not everybody’s as much of a silent type, crying to himself, whining about not being able to straight up run outta’ here. can you even —– can you run? with that thing. looks kind of weird to me. you know, if you did a terminator impression, that would be RAD. i would take you so seriously. respect for days —– a NAP? a freakin’ nap? hell, who do you think i am. i don’t wanna sleep through the last few days of my life. gotta make ‘em count, julian. you gotta make ‘em count. ‘’

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kevin.

“ –– – I have a boyfriend… You’re CONTAGIOUS ! ”

            ‘’ so, you’re not even granting a DYING man his last wish? that’s harsh, kevin. i might as well die from heartbreak. ‘’

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julian.

@nvquam !

“ Do you EVER stop talking ? ” 

          ‘’ ‘m not talking, this is feverish word vomit. we’re close to coughing up our own lungs. our own damn lungs. i’m having a full-blown panic attack. you hear me? ----- has anyone told you that you look kinda pale, lately? smell like vomit, too. or is that me? ‘’

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kevin.

“ Uh… NO. Eighteen ! I’m eighteen. Not that I want to––– are you in PAIN ? ”

            ‘’ ------- if i say YES will that up my chances? ‘’

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@invnio !!

               ‘’ -------- so, since i’m dying ANYWAYS, do we get like a last wish or something? make a wish portland. how ‘bout a smooch? i mean, you’re not like fifteen, right? ‘’

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maverick.

       “hmm, i don’t know if anyone out there is waiting for me either. i’ve done my time annoying them, so now it’s time to not think of whatever sexy bunnies you are thinking of and learn some new skills to take to the grave. chances are we aren’t ALL going to die in here so now we just need to make an impression and our legacy will live on with the survivors.”

           ‘’ do you think we’re gonna TURN? into one of them, i mean. who knows at this point. could be the flu, could be instant death around the corner. if so, i really would love to continue living as a zombie. you think there’s a way to ask them to let me roam freely after my human spirit leaves this glorious body? survivors? tell that to someone who’s shirt isn’t covered in blood-stained . . vomit, whatever that is. ‘’

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maverick.

       “lola bunny never tickled my fancy, it was all about WILE E. COYOTE. i was the roadrunner and he was always coming at me. it’s still there though, you know, cause you’re SIXTEEN, GOING ON SEVENTEEN. that’s really the only song i know and it’s only that part, but i am much past sixteen, but sixteen was a good year. maybe if we don’t die, we could learn to dance instead. collect ration cards for our troubles, y’know? i bet you’d be good at tap.”

         ‘’ dude, that’s the fever speaking. she’s totally gorgeous. for a bunny. not that i’m into that ---- furry bullshit. i like animals, but just for petting. coyotes are SCARY, maverick. tap dancing? hey, i’m MANLY. it’s kind of funny. talking about getting out of here any time soon. what if we don’t? ever? it’s okay. i had my fair share of life. no one out there waiting for me. ‘’

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Joe Keery leaving LAX (1.27.17)

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maverick.

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       “my fever dreams use to be weird ones about cartoon characters, but now it’s the dead and showtunes i haven’t heard in years. do you have anything to get my mind off the sound of music soundtrack?”

          ‘’ let me guess: LOLA BUNNY! she’s hot. why can’t i get some hot nurse ------ straight outta some cheap movie. fine by me. i’m dying anyways. uh, you know what helps best with unwanted soundtracks in your head. MORE unwanted sountracks. i’m a great singer, you know. . . hit the ROAD, jack & don’t you come back: --- . . here we are now, entertain us ; i feel STUPID & contagious. ‘’

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me after 15 seconds of work: i just cant do this anymore

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