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✧·*･☾✧·*･ so we laid down on the floor next to our brand new bed just so we could listen closer to this new kanye west but I can barely hear over the music in my head all these 808s and heartbeats bangin' in your chest

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omcrs:

“now, i’m not usually one to judge someone else’s art, but half of the things people want to me to tattoo on them are just complete rubbish. i don’t think they realize it’ll be on their body for the rest of their lives.”

“ well maybe they think it’s beautiful, and they’re ok with having it on their body forever. plus, we all both know that everyone has different tastes. hell, our tastes don’t even line up sometime! ”

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venicetbfh:

you thought the experience was beautiful or you got turned on?

everyone comprehends beauty in different ways, venice. so even if i did have a physical reaction to the performances, it doesn’t do anything to change the beauty of them. plus, i’d sure that plenty of guys get turned on at your shows. 

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wyd-xaiversmith:

“I have a nice bed in my apartment, dude. Relax.”

If your bed is so great, why aren’t you sleeping in it?

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venicetbfh:

you have walked into a strip club before? i’m a bit surprised.

i- well- yes. and i thought the performances and the overall experience was very beautiful. 

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thvlias:

“dress rehearsals for the nutcracker are the worst every damn year, especially on opening night. it’s like a family reunion gone wrong. everybody is running around like a bunch of wild buffalo and at least one person usually gets injured. now i just wanna eat a big bowl of salad and sleep.”

“ i’m sure that you’re the best looking buffalo on stage. i mean- not to say you look like a buffalo, because you don’t! you look very.... opposite of a buffalo? ”

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wyd-xaiversmith:

“Everything is extremely funny when you haven’t had any sleep. Who needs sleep when you have humour?”

“ Wait, why haven’t you slept yet? Are you ok? Is your bed on fire or something? Do you need a place to sleep? C’mon you can sleep on my couch- No, my bed! You look like you need a nice bed to sleep in. ”

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venicetbfh:

It’s sad that people can’t see the fucking difference between my job and a stripper. I mean no offense if you are a stripper but I’m not trash. I don’t undress myself against a dirty pole and I for sure don’t let perverts shove dollar bills into my panties. Okay, I may not wear a lot on stage or in clubs but that’s a costume, that’s totally different.

It’s kind of harsh to call strippers trash, isn’t it? You guys both train for what you do, and put on beautiful performances with just your bodies! I mean it’s amazing that dancers can move in ways that most normal people couldn’t even imagine doing. 

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ofpoppy:

POPPY: so i just made a cake POPPY: since im sweet af do u want a slice ?

APOLLO: do i have to get out bed to get it???

APOLLO: can u like slide it through the vents?????

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ayyy i’m endia and i lowkey haven’t rped in months lol. but yah this is my forever beb apollo :)

so apollo came from a pretty average family. dad was an office worker, mom was a nurse, and they lived in a fairly quiet part of san francisco. everything was nice, he was a good student, his parents loved him, and he loved them.

apollo was always a pretty well mannered child. always very polite and courteous, never too rambunctious bc he preferred to curl up with a book then play with the other kids. he never really caused any waves in his life, until his junior year when he met selene, the new girl at his school. 

selene was loud, forceful, and everything that apollo wasn’t. but somehow they clicked and they fell in love. eventually they made some bad decisions, and selene got pregnant. 

while apollo’s parents weren’t thrilled with this, they stood by him and selene and supported them. to apollo, everything was going great, until selene ran away with a trace soon after the birth of their daughter in the middle of apollo’s senior year. while devastated, apollo kept things together for the sake of his daughter, artemis, and finished his senior year with honors. soon after graduation, apollo took artemis and moved to escape the reminders of selene that littered his home. he got offered a job in london by one of his father’s old friends, so he packed up his and artemis’ crap and moved overseas. 

apollo is a very kind person, and also very nurturing. like he’s the one who makes sure you have on a scarf and jacket if it looks cold out, or makes you call them when you get home even if you live in the same building. he’ll make you a casserole if he it looks like you aren’t eating properly. heck you can show up to his door and ask for dinner and he’ll make u a plate no questions asked. but at the same time he’s v bad at accepting help. like artemis can be crying, dinner burning, and he’ll have a deadline the next day, but he still wouldn’t admit that he needs help.

his first priority in life will forever be his daughter, artemis, who is 3. and he totally named her that bc of the mythology aspect and bc he’s a huge nerd. sometimes he likes to call her the light of his life, and all these other cheesy moon related things (like he’ll foreal call her swiss cheese sometimes what a fucking nerd). he works as a personal assistant, doing some small design and illustration stuff on the side. he wants to do art full time, but is scared of losing a stable income and that he won’t be able to take care or artemis, so he’s just ignoring that for now.

but yah this is my bebe so like this or im me if u want to plot :)))

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[bvcvwvrner-deactivated20191222]

I wish I wasnt so shy. I’ve missed a lot of opportunities because of it. I hate when people think being shy is “cute.” It’s not cute. I live my life scared of doing all the things I want to do because I am terrified of coming out of my shell. I feel so ridiculous and stupid.

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now why is platonic cuddling so frowned upon in society fuck you man if i wanna cuddle my bff i will fucking cuddle my bff youll need a fucking crowbar to pry me off you son of a bitch

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[wordsnquotes]

I could tell you it’s the heart, but what is really killing him is loneliness. Memories are worse than bullets.

Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind  (via wordsnquotes)

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