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is this a call out post? don't b a messy bitch joa ///: what will ur fans think

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bringfreedom replied to your post “heartreturned replied to your post: heartreturned...”
is this a call out post? don't b a messy bitch joa ///: what will ur fans think
@bringfreedom replied to your post “wow last night Sure Did Happen”
the hamilton fandom is dead and we killed it
thank god tbh
@bringfreedom replied to your post: “hamilton fandom but every time you see a callout...
every time kaylee is mentioned in a callout post it gets 15% louder
this is the loudest fastest thing ever probably
“this is why god hates us” - @bringfreedom, as @tailorspied does a dramatic reading of the ‘john laurens loves ham’ fic.
bringfreedom replied to your post: i played myself.
ALIX STOP DOING THIS
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
bringfreedom replied to your post: @calledimmoral @bringfreedom I HATE US.
if 2016 can choke so can i
bringfreedom replied to your post: @calledimmoral @bringfreedom I HATE US.
(;
same tbfh.
@calledimmoral @bringfreedom I HATE US.
@bringfreedom // CONTINUED
the cold is something familiar on his skin. snow was no stranger to france, but in new york, it seemed at home. he’d never been there, only seen it in fleeting glances on television and images online. but the snow was soft on the sidewalk, somehow looking as if it had always been there. it made him giddy, cheeks stiff with coldas he grins. ❛ stop thinking so much, eh ? it would do you some good. ❜ and he promptly throws a loose handful of snow into john’s face.
thoughts seem to wage WARS in his head , john lost in the imagined battlefield of his mind ––––– brutal & disconnected from everything else. he hardly feels the drifts of snow on his skin , but he certainly DOES feel it when a handful hits his face , looking up at gil , suddenly jolted out of thoughts and back into the present. a moment is spent in sheer SURPRISE ––––– taking in the snow still dripping down cheeks , snowflakes catching on eyelashes as john blinks slowly up at gilbert ––––– and then a matching grin lights up john’s face as if the sun is coming out after a long period of CLOUDS. ❛ y’ready for this , mr. never seen snow before? ❜ he takes a quick pause before darting down and gathering handfuls of snow , launching two snowballs in a row right at gil & already bending down to get more.