#doctrinxire

[wtftk]

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what your muse’s name in my phone?

madmax

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone?

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone?

escape  (if you like pina coladas)

my muse’s last text to your muse?

{text}: stop studying

{text}: come over

{text}: let’s destress together 

[saigebeaumontt]

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jesus herself

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BOOGIE - BROCKHAMPTON

Break necks, I'm the chiropractorCome on down, you know I gotchaReal shit, feelin' saturatedRealign the spine, fuck the hatersBreak necks, I'm the chiropractorCome on down, you know I gotchaReal shit, feelin' saturatedRealign the spine, fuck the haters

( my muse’s last text to your muse )Saige: im going c r a z y i hate being on bed rest or whatever the FUCKSaige: come ovr and let me gim u a lil stick n poke pls im so bored

[lindomilas]

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what your muse’s name in my phone?

maximillion 

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone?

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone?

Vibrate.

my muse’s last text to your muse?

[sent] my dab pen is your dab pen.

[sent] i have so many anyway, it’s fine if you keep it.

[micellojoel]

5 hottest girls here?

“Oh jeez. Are you really asking me this right now? That’s a pretty hard question. It’s actually a bit crazy how attractive the people around here are. But…alright… I’d have to say Valentina is the first person that comes to my mind. Max is next. Then Daphne. I saw a new girl here; I think I heard her name was Sienna? I only saw her for a second, but she’s pretty gorgeous. And Dawn is really pretty too.”

@valentinahrh, @doctrinxire, @daphnefml, @scicnna @dawnxdawson

[micellojoel]

@doctrinxire

The cold winter air had long ago stopped bothering Michael, after he had become too preoccupied by what he was out there to do. He had spent the better part of the evening finishing a new piece, and by the time he’d finished, it was too late for him to be playing his cello in the dorm. He’d considered going to bed at that point, but before he had even climbed under the covers, he’d known that he wouldn’t be able to sleep until he got to try playing his new piece, and started working out any kinks that it might have. It was at that point that he’d gathered his cello, and his sheet music, and headed out onto the campus ground to find a spot where he could play without having to worry about waking anyone up, and, by consequence, giving his housemates reasons to hate him on his first night there.

Now, sitting on top of a picnic table with his sheet music sprawled in front of him, he sincerely wished he could have just gone to bed. Although he had already gone through the piece at least a dozen times, making adjustments to his sheet music as he went, he still wasn’t satisfied. “Ever the perfectionist” He said to himself bitterly as he scratched out a couple bars, and rewrote them with his most recent amendments. Sighing deeply, he gave a shake of his head picked up his cello and tried it again. The tune was somber,  and it told the story of grief and heartbreak; the story that most of his pieces seemed to tell these days. Maybe that was the problem. Perhaps he was just sick of hearing the same mood with every piece he played? Yet what could he do about it? In his heart of hearts, all he could feel was grief and heartbreak. Finishing the piece again, he groaned with frustration and gave a shake of his head. As he leaned forward to make further adjustments, he froze as he heard the sound of footsteps from near by and glanced up to see a beautiful young woman who was walking in his direction; and based on how close she was, she had likely heard him playing a moment before. “You’re not some ghost girl of the campus who’s here to kill me are you?” He called out in question with a bit of a chuckle. “I mean, you look pretty solid to me, but..I don’t know...it’s pretty late for anyone living to be out here.”

[morrisonbp-blog]

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power to the MAX <3

( what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone  )

( what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone  )

Wannabe by Spice Girls

( my muse’s last text to your muse )

Paige: so when are we booking a spa day?

[kingswoodhq]

Here's Max!

FOLLOW!

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♡

♡ = sienna complimenting scorpius

Ducking his head, the blonde boy blushed only slightly. “Well, yes. All of my clothes are as nice as these ones.” The outfit Scorpius had picked for the dance had taken careful planning, even overseeing his friends’ to make sure none of theirs were going to clash. He had stayed away from the brash colors associated with Cupid and based on Sienna’s compliment, it was paying off. “You’re stunning tonight. Truly always, but something seems extra special.”