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julie, wistfully: i like gamer humor
its so funny watching julie play monster prom and getting to see him live blog about it on tumblr in the screenshare
though time had passed, and they had both grown older, there was some lost air of a bond between them. scattered memories and smiles they’d both forgotten. of course --- they’d fallen apart. opposing ideals led to clashing and the caustic respite that billowed behind closed doors. ---- but, time had passed. time had passed and animosities grew lighter, burdens had lifted, and as time goes, it always cycles back to the same old golden years.
young years, time that sped by fast and loud, time that she’d never cherished and always missed. --- things were different now, it was done. they’d never go back to those beautiful, shining days.
with jack, nothing went past greetings and small talk. back and forth of her opening her mouth, then closing it. she’d always wanted to say something more, but she couldn’t read his expression. and maybe --- he wore that mask just for that reason.
“ ah, hold still ---- “ her eyes were on the ground, as they often were around him. and still, she had to bite her cheek to stop herself from saying his name. they weren’t comrades. they weren’t friends.
she kneels down next to his feet, taking his untied shoelaces into her hands, and lacing up his boot deftly. --- it wasn’t anything special, just out of habit, she supposed.
“ we wouldn’t want the enemy to see you with your face in the mud now, would we ? “ and she’d smile up at him. / @illwar
angela please, for the love of all that is righteous under jesus christ, fuck off.
do you want herpes on your feet? do you want to be like jesse? personally, its enough for me with just one person coming in “angela the bumps on ma’ feets pop and puss when i walk” “take some zoloft, i dont give a shit” just wear some fucking shower shoes please
look gabriel its not my fault mccree has chronic herpes of the foot and hes entitled to use company showers just like you are. i know he should wear shower shoes but hes not technically breaking any rules just please wear some of just fucking shower at home like a normal person
look gabriel its not my fault mccree has chronic herpes of the foot and hes entitled to use company showers just like you are. i know he should wear shower shoes but hes not technically breaking any rules just please wear some of just fucking shower at home like a normal person
saintnical:
g4bri37:
saintnical:.
is it the fucking athletes foot again i told u to wear shower shoes
no i’ll never wear them they look fuckin dumb
i diagnose you with shrimp ass
shut up whitey
gaming is bad 4 ur health
g4bri37:
saintnical:.
is it the fucking athletes foot again i told u to wear shower shoes
no i’ll never wear them they look fuckin dumb
i diagnose you with shrimp ass
saintnical:
reaper has smelly feet
you think this is funny? its a serious problem and i dont like it when people make fun of me for it.
is it the fucking athletes foot again i told u to wear shower shoes
reaper has smelly feet
I’M BACK.
IN.
// BLACK.
“ commander --- “ angela would meet his eye with disappointment, a squint beginning along tired bags. behind that. knowingness, sympathy. however --- she was tired of reckless.
of course, she made quick work of his wounds, nothing to bizarre or out of the ordinary. ( nothing made her wince anymore. ) but, that fact alone sent her blood seething and boiling under wrinkled skin.
“ dr. o’ deorain told me all that happened. “ she’d let silence stir in his wake, hoping her words would get through to him --- that the guilt would seep in. “ i can’t keep playing nurse for you, you know. “ / @g4bri37
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