Dec 2, 2016
I’ll see how many old threads I can answer by this time next week & put out another post later to see if I missed anyone. I might disappear again or I might be back lol, but if I’m back I want to get to everybody’s threads P:
seen from Germany
seen from Australia
seen from Singapore
seen from Russia
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seen from Kenya
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Russia
seen from Germany
seen from Finland
seen from Malaysia
seen from Türkiye
seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Germany
seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from France
I’ll see how many old threads I can answer by this time next week & put out another post later to see if I missed anyone. I might disappear again or I might be back lol, but if I’m back I want to get to everybody’s threads P:
HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE
omg its been years
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follow me on snapchat if you want to see me complain about the lines at starbucks for this next week, and when I go to Japan get to see all of my pics and vids (which will probably involve me crying. Snapchat name is : jessbethebest
i like reading sad star wars meta and listening to the interstellar soundtrack
after mission.
inspired by this post
alex&marcie are at it again
@decanusalexussweetsideblog
Her friend in power armor hadn’t been seen for a while, not after he destroyed that pitiful town. For her, he had said, and his other friends who had felt the heat of the Legion’s fury. Still, she’d keep up his house, in case he was just on a trip. A trip that took a few months. She could not doubt that the man who supposedly broken Dead Sea’s leg (he said it, the NCR recon teams confirmed it) was alive and well. She could not give up. Others had kept hope when she had gone missing, and she would return the favor at least this time. Now, the decor around the El Dorado Gas Station was not her favorite, composed of raider body parts piked into the ground as a keep away sign, not that anyone ever came out here. She’d come, maybe once a week, maybe every other week, to make sure the place wasn't ransacked. Mines and trip wires surrounded the place, memorized for her own safety. Today, she sat in front of the station, soaking in some sun. Well, she was sitting under an umbrella drinking lemonade, and reading a science magazine. Like a mirage in the hot, dry desert, she sat, wasting her day off-- with a .44 magnum in her lap, but relaxed all the same. Seeing a glimmer in the corner of her eye, she looked up from her educational material and looked off into the distance. There came someone approaching, so she sat up and casually picked up her gun, hoping they would continue to pass by.