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sending all of my love to coltled honestly. liam brings such light and life into rick grimes i'm utterly astonished with each and every in character post that's made. you can truly tell how much love and thought is put into rick's characterization and i'm in awe at the talent behind the blog. i will most definitely be following them on every blog that i make!! for @coltled, from anonymous.

#coltled #* POSITIVITY !

ur dad he,,,,, *sobs* he Die

#HIS NAME JEFF #HE WAS DAD OF ONE #HUSBANDO OF ONE #WE THINK—#HE WAS GOOD MAN #coltled

“ who hurt you ?” hA

WHO HURT YOU? debra morgan, who hurt you? callous exterior sheathes her from the cruelness of being. it permeates her, the hurt, seeping into every drop of perspiration that pools on her skin. it’s a fate inexorable: the puppeteer doles out their destinies, and hers was doomed a tragedy. to gaze upon her was to bask in the dusk, disposition haunted by ills beyond her control. bad things happened to debra morgan, bad people, she was misguided by her desperate longing for love ( or, perhaps, was it lust? ). the trials of her temperament vanquished her good spirit, no longer did she believe in good people. she had been tested one too many times.

a scoff ghosts her lower lip, ❝ gee, it’s a long fucking list. probably easier to ask me who didn’t. ❞ daddy broke her heart long before a boy got the chance to. debra attempted to win his adoration, to no avail, yet felt forlorn evermore at his early demise. murder & heartbreak summarised her brief courtships. and to finalise her adversity, perhaps worst of all ---- her brother, notorious serial killer. she weeps for the woman she could’ve been, misfortune fermenting her narrative. ❝ everyone lets you down. it’s so much easier being alone. ❞

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#coltled #WOOOOOW #thanks liam u fuckin Suk

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uncle WHO ??

#coltled #I'M YELLING #tbd

"there's another one right there."

carl’s gaze follows his father’s gesture to the sky, and he scans the array of twinkling stars for another constellation. ❛ i think i know that one. it’s the big dipper, right, dad ? ❜ he had learned about it in science class when they had studied outer space. the world is so small and insignificant compared to the expanse that lies beyond the atmosphere, their problems so meaningless in the grand scheme of the universe. to consider it makes carl a bit nervous, but it almost offers him a sense of comfort in an odd way. legs dangling over the barn’s ledge, he begins swinging them a bit and leans back to points upwards in the same direction. ❛ i could tell from the north star. ❜ he wonders if the astronauts came back from space, and what they did if they returned to earth only to discover its remains. it is a slowly dying ember now, like the sun, but the process has taken months instead of millenia. surely it will outlive its inhabitants.

#coltled #hehe #answered.