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( there should be a new, renewed ver!!! it’d be soooo great omg ……. but sadly it looks like bully might only get like … a mobile port ):

a;sdkljfa;slkdfja;lskfj nO OMG that's,,, better than nothing but still awful ; n ;  i need the hd gary because. icons. we need more bully with like. more stuff. wow i'm eloquent. and more gary. forget jimmy. B)

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(: looks at u suggestively 

[schneeun-blog-deactivated201712]

     she releases an aggravated exclamation,      burying her face in garys pillow, and sits      upright, a leg dangling from atop his bed.

                    ` many things bore you, gary smith, but                       it’s not my fault that your short attention                       span goes along with your many other                       unfortunate side effects from your ADD. `

     throwing the pillow at his chest with a      heavy ‘whumph’, weiss scowls at him,      accent laden with distaste.

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      ❝ Hey, it's not my fault that your old lady              problems  are  BORING  to  hear  about  !  ❞

       He's never been one to cut a sympathetic figure,        and while he's a master of charisma         he's not        exactly afraid to be  blunt  with how boring she's        being. He's gotta be entertained to stick around.

           There's a laugh when the big soft mass of cotton hits            him, harmlessly falling down to his lap. Simple flick of            the wrist and it's flying back toward Weiss. 

         ❝ There's gotta be something better to waste our time              with   than  talking  about  our   sheeple   classmates.              Unless you're scared of raising a little hell, senior. ❞

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i need someone to gif the 'ooh spank me' thing from that one commercial and make it into a pretty icon. for scientific reasons.

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laughs at self a lot because i often accidentally refer to jimmy as "billy" what the fuck

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       He's been listening to her complain for       a while now, and he's getting pretty antsy-- yeah,       he still gets bored quickly under the fucking meds.  

         ❝ Don't you have anything                better to talk about, geezer ?

                                      ---- I'm getting BORED.❞

[churmaoga]

We don’t need no medication… (ugh! background… to lazy to this shit))

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      He glances towards the girl next to him in class. They haven't ever spoken, but she's got this funny scowl on her face and it's fun to steal glances at every now and then. She's new, he knows that much-- and he thinks that he's heard something about the preps finding a little bit of interest in her. That means she's got rich parents.

                          She certainly looks like it.

      Another turning of gazes towards the teacher. He's lost track of where the discussion is at, but he doesn't really care, he already knows what the idiot's teaching. Restless fingers drum on his desk, loud enough to disturb the kids around him but quiet enough to avoid arousing the teacher's suspicion.

      He turns excited eyes about the room, taking careful glances at each of the other children in their stupor of learning. There's little to look at, the teacher is the only person providing anything new to look at other than the albino next to him. After being sure that he'd investigated the rest of the room, hesitantly he looks back at her ----

                                                                      what was her name again ?                                                                     Schnee or something like that ? 

      Her hair is like... completely white. It's so weird, he wonders if she even chose to have it like that or whatever.

              A little rip of paper----------                              a little crumpling...  

                                         and, B A M , he's got something to throw at her old lady head.

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              should really work on all the replies i owe here                      but should also fix up chibiusa's blog

                    but also haven't logged into aurora in a few days and she's like my main rn

                                                             sobs violently

[foreverfemmeboyz]

         He scoffed lightly under his breath, barely audible with hopes that          it wouldn’t be detected by the other boy, recalling the memory of him          stealing a glance at his test paper for question four. It would probably          be best not to make any mention of that, though.

"Does everything always have to be some competition between you two? You barely go ten minutes without mentioning him…"        It was a bit of a daring reply, but Jimmy was his friend. The least he        could do was try to defend him a bit.

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                      There was a glance from the taller boy, and then away.

               Often, Gary's pride could get in the way of his more tactful schemes,                 though he had the M E D I C A T I O N to thank for a slow response. 

                           ❝ Don't bother defending him. Any day now he's                                         gonna turn on us,   I know he is. ❞  

                                       ( the term 'us' here was used very generously. )

                     Sometimes Gary thought that Billy might be a little too stupid                            to even think of turning on him, but then that was always                               replaced by the realization that that would be so typical,                                    and he needed to be ready for when it would happen. 

             ❝ Competition is the core of our existence, Femme boy. 

                                  You'd figure that out if you'd pay attention to the                             sport of swimming rather than the swim team's asses. ❞

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                       ❝ Do you ever stop being annoying, geezer ? ❞

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█▓ ;; foreverfemmeboy​ ;; ▓█

        ❝ That test was so easy, even an idiot         like bullhead Hopkins could figure it out. ❞

[from-small-beginnings-blog]

      “Uh…nope.”       Yes.             “Everything’s totally under control.”

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               ❝ That sure as hell doesn't sound under control ! ❞

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"I was raised to be charming, not sincere."

                  ❝ I couldn't care less about sincerity,                       you're awful at being that & you're shit                                 at being C H A R M I N G.

                   I guess you're just bad at everything, huh ? ❞

[glassmemoir-blog]

"I look forward ta seein’ i’ too. I’ll be fun ta shoo’ holes in every argumen’ they make.”

{/He assaulted her first. She retaliated. It was a simple argument of self defense. Her hands were not registered as weapons, and she used none to cause the damage she did. It was a fair fight, not her fault he was a punk ass bitch who lost to her.}

"I dunno, do ya’ll question people all tha time?”

{/Her attention diverting from him once more, she began to scrub the blood off her nails. A small scoff as nail polish came off with it, she would have to administer a new coat later.}

"Ta answer yer question, kid…no I do no’."

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      Generally, apologies were to be made when one had        invaded another's privacy, though Gary cared little for       her secrets & boundaries. Gently, pale digits tapped       against the counter top as he waited on the nurse,                    I    M    P    A    T    I    E    N    T. 

                                             ❝ Idiots who don't ask questions never learn.                                                      They get to celebrate their stupidity. 

                                                                         I question. ❞

                       He feels... numb. It's hard to retain interest in an                         unpleasant conversation, but it's not like there's                        anything else to do or anyone else to talk to.

                She's not as bad as talking to femme boy or the bullhead, anyway.

            He doesn't care at all about the answer to his             question now. Her habits are suddenly unimportant.

                                          ❝ So you're just going to hang out in the infirmary                                             like some sort of fuckin' freeloader ? You're not hurt. ❞

                                 Of course she can't  L E A V E, but he figures she                                                  doesn't have to stay here.