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[ psst @ the anon who messaged me a million years ago. u should lemme know ur account *finger guns* <3
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[ do u ever go on a sentimental spree & end up missing ur old muses a lot bc oh man
[ also @ that anon who i LOVE idk if u want me to publish your message or not but ILY && U SHOULD HMU ]
[ ok so obviously i’m like never on this blog anymore, && i’m incredibly sorry for that. but just to make things clear, i’ve changed this to an official semi-hiatus, as i don’t know when i’ll be returning to this blog. xoxo ]
Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.
— but one day, soon, i bet’cha they will!
trust me!
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❝ Hope Harcourt?!
The debutante Hope Harcourt?!
The one who came out on a zeppelin?!
The one who chases foxes on the cover of Life?!❞
My muse has just taken a Truth Potion, send “Spill it” plus a question and they will answer.
My muse cannot give half truths, partial truths or bend the truth. They will have to spit out everything then and there!
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// Anyone good at finding fcs?? because i cannot find a fc from the 20s for my other blog and idk where to look?
( suspiciions liked this for a starter )
❛ Wha’ you on abou’, now? ❜
❛ ... ❜
After the words had poured from his lips at such a volume, words so jumbled and nonsensical, he found himself unable to recover them. He would have to rephrase, start from the beginning and so on.
❛ Th-the crash--- ‘twas mighty quiet in the shop, an’ ‘ere was a bang, came from up ‘ere. Jus’ wanted t’see... ❜
He left the end of the sentence open for interpretation. Did he want to see if the barber was okay? Certainly not. Rather, did he want to see if the customer that had gone up the stairs was okay? Now, that was closer to the truth. But no customer did Toby see, nor did he see any way the man could have exited the shop without using the staircase outside. So, inconspicuously, his gaze danced about the room, hoping to rest on some assurance the man had gotten out safely.
Honestly, she had been teasing, but now she was slightly curious, so she followed him up to his room.
❛ Oh, this is grea’! Y’even hung up my picture! ❜
She looked out his window, looking down at the street below.
❛ You ‘ave such a nice view, too, an so many blankets! ❜
Marie beamed at him.
❛ I’s so cozy! ❜
❛ Innit !? ❜
He agreed, flinging open the windows to retrieve the boxes from.
❛ Helluva lot better’n a work’ouse--- ❜
He set one window box on the floor.
❛ or a caravan. ❜
At this, he wrinkled his nose, shaking his head and setting down the second window box. Then, the windows were shut once more, and he was sitting next to the window boxes in deep concentration, seed packages lined up beside him.