seen from Türkiye
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of relationships..
It seems too much distance between jackson and I have caused our relationship to end. I do love him, and care about him, and when he returns, if he returns our friendship will be as strong as it was. But for now, its a goodbye.
who is he tho i havent seen him
hes been my best friend for ages..now boyfriend
hello but im worried about colourmejackson/creativefrost mun??? their last post on creativefrost was really concerning! i know im just an anon but i dont use a tumblr account thing! does anyone kniw her off tumblr??
((I'm afraid I don't,and yes that message is worrying, Does anyone know her? Please if someone does can they check on her. I don't know her well, but i'd hate to lose someone else.))
Red Curtains
There was something about theater entrances. Perhaps because it was abandoned, preserved in the shadows of the outskirts of a town. A place which NJ had come across on his travels to Antarctica, so who better to take to such a beautiful place than Jackson? The front was beginning to chip away and cave in, light bulbs which used to be illuminating big show-letters were missing and the glass was cracked from anarchists and the harsh blows of Nature. Cracks and limbs missing from the statues that decorated the entrance were vivid. Leading the way in by linked hands, NJ bounded excitedly into the theater, grinning as they gazed at the enormous room ahead of them. Golden chandeliers dusted over hung from the ceiling, and the embossed wall paper was beginning to shred off. Rows of velvet seats, untouched by anyone for a long time. All facing toward an empty stage where ballerinas danced and Opera singers performed, once appreciated decades ago by rich members of society.
"Isnt it awesome?" The guardian mused, lapping at the lavish scenery with his eyes. Though, turning to a much nicer scenery beside him. NJ gazed at Jackson and squeezed his hand. "I bet this place hasn't been touched for years, can you imagine the stuff that's in here?"
