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( Since I forgot the password to this account, and I need to use a separate computer sometimes. I’m probably gonna take all this to a new account. This hopefully can filter out any ghosties lingering here, too. )

#;;faceless

memestockpile

Parent my muse! Be a mom or dad.

Scold them, punish them, make them eat their vegetables, fuss over them, tuck them into bed + anything else that parents do !

#( aw!! )#;;meme

( Everyone is being so supportive of this, so I think I’m gonna give it another go. )

#;;faceless

( If I try to reboot my old Sweeney blog, would anyone be interested? )

#;;faceless

[ ♛ ] send me a url and i'll tell you the following;

my opinion on;

character in general: how they play them: the mun:

do i;

follow them: rp with them: want to rp with them: ship their character with mine:

what is my;

overall opinion:

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

#;;faceless #;;meme

yours--truly

Huey Freeman (The Boondocks) - Minimalist by SykotixUK

#( lowKEY REALLY WANT HUEY AS TOBY'S ANIMATED FC )#;;mirror

Sweeney Todd character playlist

PRETTY VISITORS | ARCTIC MONKEYS BLOOD | MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE FEELING GOOD | MUSE FRIENDS ON THE OTHER SIDE | KEITH DAVID

TAG, YOU’RE IT | MELANIE MARTINEZ BANG BANG | DANIELA ANDRADE HOLD ME DOWN | HALSEY BOTTOM OF THE RIVER | DELTA RAE

OVER THE RAINBOW | TODRICK HALL SONG 6 | GEORGE EZRA

#;;the barber #;;mum #;;playlist #;;musings #;;faceless

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#( doing another playlist thing!! )

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@raggcd | starter call!

nimble digits GRASPING onto crimson cloak, sepia optics focus on boy rested against opera populaire walls, curiosity and CONCERN visible across delicate facial features ( brisk frigid air can nearly crystallize lungs if out for too long ) . she RARELY left the gala, and young soprano slowly approaches small figure as lips tug upward at their corners with words leaving parted tiers with soft and inviting tone

❝ hello young monsieur, are you are you not cold? ❞

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He waits anxiously against the intimidating edifice of culture that only those who engorge themselves with wealth can enjoy. The art of sing and dance were only familiar to him in the saddest of situations. The idea that he could faintly feel the vibrations of the opera house if he pressed cold-numbed fingers harshly against the towering twin doors was a feeling others would starve to experience. Now, the hunger for the feeling of this high sophistication had died due to his disgust of the snobbish bourgeois that flee the place.

However, the woman with feeble hands that’s now speaking to him looks nothing like what he’s familiarly sick of. She has gentle eyes and a sweet voice that says something he doesn’t quite catch and asks if he’s okay. “ N-No Ma’am, Ah’s fine... Jus’ waitin’ f-for, uh, Mista’ Pirelli. “

#littlclctte #;;banter #v;; piss with ink #( perfect! thank you! )

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