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Adam jolted up when he heard steps echo on concrete and quickly scrambled up from behind the car he had used a backrest and protection against wind to get at least a little bit of sleep.
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❝I am never drinking again.❞
※— { → } —※
The redhead let out a groan as he held his head, his eyes were half lidded as he slumped against his hand. “I-I.. I’m never drinking again…” He muttered.
He felt like he had the headache of the century, he’s never imagined that drinking a couple of shots would do this to the spirit, I mean he normally doesn’t get that drunk after a few drinks, but here we are. And he hates his past self for doing this to him.
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| | { accepting little ♥‘s! } | |
Thank you so much!! Right back at you ♡
| | { @dxpplegxnger liked for a smol starter! } | |
-- She doesn’t realize her earbuds aren’t plugged in; it’s only classical music though, and people are snickering at her choice. --
Tagged by: @txtanxum
NAME?: elizabeth, toby, anything you wanna call me
NICKNAMES?: lizzie, bearby
Sun sign?: pisces
Height?: 5′5″
Fav. colours?: orange, blue
Time right now?: 3:46pm
Average hours of sleep?: 6-8
Last thing googled?: sun signs xD but before that, spinosaurus
Amount o'blankets needed?: one thick, one thin
Fav. Fictional characters?: TOO MANY
Fav. Books?: TOO MANY AGAIN
Fave. Bands?: i don’t really have a favorite
Dream job?: author uwu but also a barn/stable-type job as well
What u wearing now?: my red dirt shirt and fox pajama shorts
When did you create your blog?: about six months ago
When did your blog reach its Peak (when did you get more followers, have popular posts, etc.)?: aha i don’t have popular posts at all or anything like that; probably when i had about 180-ish followers? it kinda just really steadied out when i hit that
Who’s your most active follower?: omg i don’t even know
Current amount of followers?: 190 and lordy it’s taken me a long time to get there
What do you post about?: i am a shit poster
What made you get a Tumblr:? the world may never know
Do you get asks on a daily basis?: ehhh not really unless i’m having a conversation with someone
Why did you choose your url?: originally i wanted something to do with cannibalism, but obviously ‘cannibal’ was taken, so i just looked up the word in different languages. ‘kannibale’ is german for cannibal, but that was also taken, so i just added a second i in the middle
I tag: @dxpplegxnger @onyxhound @fidelisxspiritus @varsomt @insectorum-interfectorem @vindxctive-earl @dyedblondefelicity and anyone else who’d like to do it~
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♣ = discovering them crying .
One of the few times this girl though she was alone, she had lost any restraint on her emotions. It’s a risk anywhere, but she could get away with sobbing her eyes out at night on the streets. The only noise was the occasional huff and gasp, she wanted to got home and be left alone. This bout was pressed down for most of the day, but she remembers that suppressing it was more draining than just letting out. In the fog of it all, she didn’t notice anyone else finding her like this mess. I wanna go home... They need to leave me alone... I don’t want to be that thing again...