actualsilverargent replied to your post: Yesssss I’m finding the musical theatre fans :3
omg you’re one too? :D
I'm a huge musical theatre nerd. I'm a theatre major right now, but I will eventually transfer and become a musical theatre major.
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actualsilverargent replied to your post: Yesssss I’m finding the musical theatre fans :3
omg you’re one too? :D
I'm a huge musical theatre nerd. I'm a theatre major right now, but I will eventually transfer and become a musical theatre major.
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The little flower became the observer. There was no noise escaping her pink cherry lips, not even from her dark brown orbs. Nothing. All her time was wasted that same morning on a big and lonesome window down the stairs with a notebook in hand along with a pen. No one knew what she was writing, no one wanted to bother her.
Or so it seemed.
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Remembering she brought her radio down the stairs the other day, she went on a search, like a rabbit hunt. It didn't take long for her to spot it and thank that the twins didn't mess with it at all. Her old CD was still inside so, she decided to press play to only quietly sing the music as it blasted out the fragile speakers and get a lighter out with a Marlboro pack of cigarettes. It was to be a grand time.
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