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so if you don't mind i'll walk that l i n e stuck on the bridge between us gray areas and expectations but I'm not the one if we're honest but i wanna sleep next to you and i wanna come home to you rafael bandera. 24. free free free

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crimvis pool party bucket list

chicken fights

body shots

fortune telling

don’t say no to anything someone suggests ( be open )

get married get people to do a speed cleanse

ghost hunting???

brew beer!

find out a cool talent or something about somesome

find someone who speaks another language and get them to teach me swear words

get so hammered i don’t even get a hangover, i become reborn

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boi, i know i left to go find myself and a wife but i have made a lotta mistakies.

anyway, i’ve found someone v. interesting. maybe something will happen between them and myself but it’s a tough call. boston and cora are great though, cora moreso than boston. but i think you would like him? he looks like your type forreal forreal, but also you said that you were passed the shallow so maybe it wouldn’t be best for you two to hook up? i’ll send you shirtless snaps and you can determine for yourself.

i hope you are taking good care of yourself. don’t die i miss you!! hope to see you this summer!

love, rafael

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daisy: modelling

daisy: i stomp around runways and pose in front of cameras

daisy: ohhh say that again

daisy: i should howl more often

rafael: modeling? o word, cool

rafael: nah it ain't just that. you get to do cool poses too! right? idk im not a model, i just guess through life

rafael: say what again? it was pretty lit?

rafael: def, go running in the woods and howl at the blue born moon

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daisy: it's fine really. she just worries about how it effect my career is all

daisy: i just shouted it from my rooftop

daisy: could you hear me howl?

rafael: that just means she cares about u, AWWWWWW

rafael: career? what u do again?

rafael: i sure did, i felt my heart compelled to run to u like i was the ocean and u the moon. it was pretty lit

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daisy: thanks for the offer but i doubt she'd actually listen

daisy: she already scolded me for the bruises

rafael: i'm very persuasive

rafael: i've got a trusting face, moms love me

rafael: honestly, tell her you need to live. you're evil kineval reincarnated and you're made to RIDE

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“wow, we’re really like…guardian angels or something. i really think we were put on this earth to teach people better things, to help make good samaritans,” she rolled her eyes and let a hand move towards her stomach, rubbing it gently. “who knows? wanna pat my tummy and see what happens?”

“aren’t we though? when is the queen of england going to fly over and turn us into saints so we, too, can get our own holidays?” eyeing her suspiciously, rafael cracked a bubble with his gum between his teeth. “are you trying to tell me you’re pregnant? you know this reminds me of the alien scene and i’m scared it’s going to eat my face after destroying you. there’s no luck in that cor, there’s only sadness and suffering.” reluctantly, he poked at her stomach.

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daisy: exactly

daisy: thank you!

daisy: someone should tell my mother this

rafael: you got it, give me her number

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graciegdi.

“i don’t have a boyfriend. i’ve actually never been hit before? by a guy, at least. i’ve been in plenty of fights with girls – but it wasn’t my boyfriend. i had some blood work done. it’ll be alright…” she bit down on her bottom lip, trying not to make eye contact with raf. “would you ice it? that’d be cool.”

“you don’t? relationships are overrated so you’re fine. good tho, no lady deserves that shit so if anyone comes for you, i got you. girl fights? is it bad that those are my favorite facebook videos to watch at night?” looking around for a napkin, raf downed the rest of his drink before pouring the ice cubes from his empty drink into the napkin and reaching out for her arm. the napkin soaked through immediately, he was not a nurse, but he pressed it against the bruise anyway. “it’s weird how a small needle could do all this, huh? makes you think what aliens and bacteria can do, huh?”

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hfsford.

“the game? as in… you just lost the game?” ford lets his hand drop to his side after he’s sufficiently fixed his earpiece. “damn, it’s a shame i missed out on some of that. do you think they’re hiding them for all the right reasons?” 

raf’s face blanked, confused but it dawned on him in a rush, a tsunami of 2011 memes washing over him. “you’re so.. you owe me a fucking drink i can’t believe i went years and now you’ve ruined me. honestly i think it’s because people can’t handle it. we can’t even not be racist all at the same time. one day though, the aliens will come get me. it’s gonna be awesome, don’t you think?”

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daisy: i have this theory

daisy: that scrapes and bruises always look worse then they are

daisy: agree or disagree?

rafael: oh hella agree

rafael: once i skinned my knee getting out of a pool

rafael: my friend vince is the best nurse ever

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graciegdi.

“stop worrying. it’s just a bruise…” she moved her arm back and forth, narrowing her eyes at the blemished part of her skin. “i fell down the stairs the other day and used my arm to catch myself. it’s no big deal.”

“i mean.. i’m not really one to pry but it just looks so..” he huffed, “that just looks so fucking gross. do you want an ice pack or something? that honestly sounds like a relationship coverup. who’s ya boyfriend, i’ll take care of it.”

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altceleste.

“ so short story short – i slept with this guy from a rave last weekend and now he won’t stop calling me and saying he’s in love with me? like, dude, i know homegirl Molly altered my thoughts a little that night but that doesn’t mean i have any feelings towards you whatsoever. – i don’t know what i regret more: the fact that i let him stay the night, or the fact that i gave him my number. ”

“you’re lucky that all you got was a lover and not chlamydia.” rafael said, taking a bite out of his pizza. “raves though, that used to be the life. so are you one of those kandy kids?”

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hfsford.

ford hated feeling like a burden. a million assurances from his mom could never get him to kick the feeling that he was one. so when the person across from him opened their mouth to speak and he heard nothing of it, he exhales, hands flying to his hearing aid to adjust many of the small dials. “sorry, would you mind saying that again?” 

“what?” it took a moment for raf to realize that the other hadn’t heard him. cocking his head slightly, he let his tongue swipe across his bottom lip. “i think i was originally talking about the game but i for sure just went on a 10 minute tangent about all the alien contact that the government is hiding from us.”

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qsmanis.

“i can’t believe the weekend is over already,” he grumbles, damn near about to pout with that whine in his voice. “like i love my job but nothing beats doing jackshit for two days in a row.” 

“i mean, if you really think about it - time is fake. so whatever you do, you decide when you’re living and using time and when you aren’t. so keep doing jackshit, power down my android friend, it’ll be all fine.”

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IMESSAGE ;; open

dominic: all i hear is noises above me

dominic: if its you i won't hesitate to choke you out

dominic: please keep it down thanks

rafael: i don't think we live neat each other??

rafael: i mean.. you can choke me if you want but i'm going to charge you extra

rafael: jK, im not a prostitute but i will knock on every door with you and we can figure that ish out??

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tasia: so i was messing with the ouija board and it spelled out your name

tasia: just wanted to make sure youre alive and not being haunted

rafael: that's weird because this isn't my real name

rafael: jokes on you demons

rafael: wanna get a drink?

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corapngs.

“y’know, it’s kinda weird to think that i’ve had some sort of hand at helping form these little kid’s minds. i don’t really do a lot to begin with- just basic filing, printing out handouts and stuff but…i dunno, i really feel like i’m helping some of these kids out. —- either that or that weird elated feeling i’ve got in the pit of my stomach is gas.”

“i think about that too, when people come in to order grey goose and i steer them towards something better. we are really out here doing the good lord’s work. you get them young and when they start prioritizing ciroc i come along to help them another time.” rafael frowned slightly. “do you need to fart or something?”