i am not the ghost you are to me

i've always been a storm

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hi sorry i'm trash and haven't been on but i should be on in a bit to post a starter and shiz kk ily

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fmk the first three people on the island you can think of

“marry tave, fuck tave, kill tave. in that order.”

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if you could swap places with anyone on the island who would it be

“tave because he’s soooooo cool”

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who is your least favorite person on the island?

“i honestly don’t have one.”

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fmk: ronnie, blake, anna

“friendly hug: ronnie

marry: blake

keep a pet rock with: anna”

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dear samson, if u had any last words what would they be

“that’s a tough question…i’d like to hope they would be telling someone i love that i love them? i don’t really know.”

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when are you giving blake the succ

“w….hat is there to suck?”

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hey friends ! i’m feeling v ehh today so idk if i’ll get to replies or not. but if i wanna plot or hmu or anything u can just im me here or on my 1x1 account i’m trying to revive @megsrps !!! love yall lots 

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“This lovely face.”

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harrysimpact :

“I’m finding new ways to wriggle out of stuff, which has been a lot of fun.”

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thedailystyles :

London - May 3, 2017 (via idek_lmao)

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mr-styles :

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fckbwilde :

blake moved to sit next to samson, she fixed herself so she could see the ocean and him as they spoke. “i know, it’s kind of strange to think something so horrible could happen in a place so breathtaking.” the blonde girl looked back to the ocean, allowing the waves to calm her mind as she tried not to worry too much about vivian and the potential one of the people on the island could be next. she looked back to samson and offered a small smile, “this place is wonderful, and it’s a nice break from new york; people don’t know how to relax and take a moment to enjoy what’s around them. i just wish there was nothing to worry about. it would definitely put my mind at ease, these last few days have been…stressful to say the least.” 

it was hard to not focus on all that had happened over the past days. how could you not worry about what was to come next? this could only be the beginning of a world of trouble on this island. “there’s still something nice about new york to me. the busyness of it all and the energy is nice. but i get sometimes you need a more calming environment.” he shrugged, not sure anything he said made sense. “maybe it’ll calm down over the next few days. I guess we can really only hope as much.” samson looked over at the blonde sitting with him. “part of me regrets coming on this vacation at all. I should have just stayed home.”

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“yeah? are you gonna let me see it, or are you private about your work? i know how you artist types are,” he mused, shaking his head in amusement before he moved to sit down beside the other boy. his fingers raked through the sand, gaze drifting towards the sketchbook situated in the other’s lap, figuring he could sneak a peek, if nothing else. “wouldn’t mind being your muse, i guess. you’d just have to pay. i accept cold beers, or cigarettes,” he said, another laugh slipping past his lips. “pretty much, yeah. trying to clear my head. find someone to harass. you looked like the perfect victim.” 

“you can see it, I don’t mind.” samson said before moving the sketchbook over in his lap, giving lennox freedom to look at it, rather than trying to steal glances like sam knew he was. “and how exactly do you think we ‘artist types’ are, hm?” he questioned with a smirk. “i’ll give you cold beers and cigarettes, how does that sound?” he asked. “I promise I’ll make you look good. It wouldn’t be hard at all.” samson pushed back his hair. “i don’t mind the harassment. company is always nice, especially here after what happened. It’s a bit freaky being by yourself sometimes.” he admitted.

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fckbwilde :

she smiled at the sound of samson’s voice and pointed to the seat next to him, “mind if i sit?” she cocked her head to the side and couldn’t help but feel relaxed at having company in light of recent events. “and if you came to capture beauty this is the place to do it.” her voice was soft as she looked around at the white sandy beach, and  the crystal clear water. “this is hands down the best spot on the island.”

“not at all.” he said, moving over a bit to give her more space to sit. he turned slightly to be able to see the girl as they talked. “i couldn’t agree more. it’s stunning. despite what happened here, it still is so serene and captivating.” he shrugged slightly. “don’t you wish you could just stay here forever? i was gonna say there’s nothing to ever worry about but...that might not be the case i suppose.”