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ℛᴇɴᴀᴛᴀ Lɪʟʏ Fᴀᴜʟᴋɴᴇʀ Goes by: ℕicole Age: 21 years old Advanced Software Engineer & Robotics Technichian ✑ Disclaimer

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New beginnings call for big changes Please follow anastasic to stay in touch with me.

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scientistxnicole:

scientistxnicole → anastasic

New beginnings call for big changes Please follow anastasic to stay in touch with me.

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scientistxnicole:

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Important: Moving to a New Blog

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scientistxnicole:

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Important: Moving to a New Blog

scientistxnicole → anastasic

New beginnings call for big changes. Please follow anastasic to stay in touch with me.

I've hit a point in Ren's plot where I've got to move on with her. This compels me to take her out of IX200. Now this decision is extremely difficult for me, because IX200 has always been my home since I joined Tumblr, and going independent might be a bit difficult. But as all difficult life decisions are... they must be taken.

Nonetheless, I will keep all Ren's ties with everyone in IX, and just watch me continue to follow new members in the directory when it re-opens.

Speaking of the re-opening, I will not give up scientistxnicole's url until the end of the event, because that's when Ren will officially leave the company in terms of timeline. But for my own sanity, I'm moving all activity to the new blog right now.

Stay strong IX200! We're all undergoing new changes recently, and change isn't always bad. I look forward to the re-opening. I'll keep a close watch, you all know I will. So thank you for having me and Ren, and all my other characters that came in and left during my time here. It's been an extraordinary year and a half.

P.S. - Seriously though, A+ stamp if you know who my other character here is. Not taking that muse out of IX btw.

[idealistsconundrum]

Clever & effective Ad Campaign by Amnesty International Switzerland

[aliskanliklarinincocugu-deactiv]

Just one reason why I hate the world.

[janexdoeh]

insanlığı hatırlatacak resimler bence bunlar

[mountaintea]

[bingu-choom-top-deactivated2019]

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G-DRAGON & EXO-K (feat. Key of SHINee) ©ryeppeum

[flareatsurakoshiru-archived-dea]

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Evanescence - Before the Dawn

[haenels]

[daisensou-deactivated20140721]

[t1ffanybabe-deactivated20150501]

Show me disloyalty, I’ll show you detachment.

(via 1112pm)

[unholyheathen-deactivated201709]

Beware the autumn people. For some, autumn comes early, stays late, through life, where October follows September and November touches October and then instead of December and Christ’s birth there is no Bethlehem Star, no rejoicing, but September comes again and old October and so on down the years, with no winter, spring or revivifying summer. For these beings, fall is the only normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins? No, the night wind. What ticks in their head? The worm. What speaks through their mouth? The toad. What sees from their eye? The snake. What hears with their ear? The abyss between the stars. They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. They frenzy forth. In gusts they beetle-scurry, creep, thread, filter, motion, make all moons sullen, and surely cloud all clear-run waters. The spider-web hears them, trembles—breaks. Such are the autumn people.

Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes (1962)

[seabois]

Alice: How long is forever? White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.

Lewis Carroll

[oofpoetry]

I have acid rain in my brain and it’s killing the flowers in my heart.

Marianna Paige (via hello-california)

[dreamasthoughyoullneverdie]

[ltalner-blog]

"I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is guess from what comes floating to the surface every once in a while."

Haruki Murakami, Aeroplane (via khyxna)