who's your favourite jackson in the world - anonymous
‘ jackson pollock. or one of the jackson five. or australian fashion designer linda jackson. basically, anyone but that one irrelevant asshole jackson myre. ’

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who's your favourite jackson in the world - anonymous
‘ jackson pollock. or one of the jackson five. or australian fashion designer linda jackson. basically, anyone but that one irrelevant asshole jackson myre. ’
[prETEND THIS IS CROSSED OUT] can i take your ass to the dance pls?
( ✉ → sms ) even when i’m durnk ic ant sotp thinking about oyu;; ( ✉ → sms ) i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.
( ✉ → sms ) even when i’m durnk ic ant sotp thinking about oyu
amy → jackson: god, you are making me tired for running through your mind all dayamy → jackson: reverse pick up line, that is a thing nowamy → jackson: if you read this when you are sober and don't chuckle you are not a mvpamy → jackson: anyway... are you telling me where you are or is this going to be some type of hide and seek??
( ✉ → sms ) i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.
amy → jackson: and you think i want something after EVERYTHING you put me through??amy → jackson: so get off your high horse you ridiculous piece of shitamy → jackson: you lied. you betrayed my trust. you made me think we were something real. but everything is just a game to you, isn't it??amy → jackson: oh... one last thing. you know the name of the defense move in volleyball??amy → jackson: probably not, so just so you know...amy → jackson: YOU HAVE BEEN BLOCKED.
“If we’re snowed in, let’s organize an orgy for our floor. A snow floor orgy. A snoflorgy.”;; ⚡️, 🙊;; ( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am
“if we’re snowed in, let’s organize an orgy for our floor. a snow floor orgy. a snoflorgy.”
“if we’re snowed in, that’s your priority? jesus fucking christ. if i’m ever stuck with you during a snowstorm, you’re getting knifed before anything can happen.”
⚡️= if you had any superpower, what would it be and why?
“i would love to have telepathy just so i can see who is trustworthy and who isn’t. either that or invisibility. i could get away with even more shady shit if i could be invisible.”
🙊= what are you ashamed of?
“nothing. my choices are my choices. why do something that you’d be ashamed of in the first place?”
( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am
martine → jackson: if you’re asking ME for help you must be too drunk to functionmartine → jackson: have fun alone in the woodsmartine → jackson: goodnight :)
“You look really good with a mustache. You don’t look like a pedophile at all.”;; 🌟, 🐬;; ( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed
“you look really good with a mustache. you don’t look like a pedophile at all.”
“oh come on, i don’t look that bad. i guess you’ve never heard of fashion. fine, though, i’ll shave it off. you’re crushing my dreams, jackson.”
🌟= what do you like about yourself? (must choose at least 3 things!)
“i’m very loyal, i’ll say that. i also sort of like my sense of humor and maybe my dedication to natural science? maybe my smile too.”
🐬= if you could transform into any animal/magical creature, what would you be and why?
“haha, you’re all expecting me to say a frog, aren’t you? well, you’re wrong. i’d transform into a phoenix because they’re the absolute coolest. something about having fiery, giant wings really just floats my boat.
( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed
felix → jackson: you’re entire pizza??? don’t eat it then it’s going to be yuckyfelix → jackson: don’t use the five second rule either it’s one giant LIEfelix → jackson: i have some gummy worms saved that you can have
the canterbury tales, of mice and men // [ 📲 • sms ] —— sweet dreams….with me in them 😉 jk // [ 📲 • sms ] —— i can’t stop thinking about you. // “Have you studied his naked body or something?”
MEME DAY // ACCEPTING !
the canterbury tales : if someone is hypocritical, do you point it out ?
“ if it was directly at someone i’m very close with, i would approach the idea in a reasonable way. i’m usually the type of person to take a situation & give it a positive spin. which takes a minute, because i play the whole thing out in my head. every conversation ends in like a ‘scene !’ with me. ”
of mice & men : would you kill your closest friend to save them from a worse fate ?
“ if i knew all the fine details & such, yes. if i knew there was a way to relieve them in a more, alive afterwards way then i would try anything. give my all & such, it’s apart of my nature. ”
[ 📲 • sms ] —— sweet dreams….with me in them 😉 jk
[ SENT AT 10:05 PM ] : jackson myre, stop it ![ FAILED TO SEND AT 10:10 PM ] : i sleep better knowing you’re here. dreams & you beside me, that counts as you /in it/ right ?!
[ 📲 • sms ] —— i can’t stop thinking about you.
[ SENT AT 11:18 PM ] : what’s there to think over ?[ SENT AT 11:20 PM ] : i’m still not entirely sure what you still mean, but we can meet in person ? if you don’t mind the ribbons in my hair
“Have you studied his naked body or something?”
“ jackson, you do know i am going to be a photography major ? meaning i have to take a few art electives to get there & one of them is a class involving painting naked bodies … sure, i’m blushing the whole time & my pencil’s tip breaks every five minutes to splash water on my face but … i have to to pass the class. you almost SOUND jealous ? ”
the tell tale heart, the princess bride // [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g i’m punching you so hard the next time i see you. // “What could go wrong? …oh, shit, I’m on fire.”
the tell-tale heart: is there anything you feel guilty about right now? what?
already answered !!
the princess bride: what’s your best feature?
“ gotta be honest here -- my ass. i worked hard for it, i’m proud of it, and it’s definitely the greatest thing i’ve got going for me. at this point, it’s me and my ass against the world. ”
[ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g i’m punching you so hard the next time i see you.
[ ✔︎ sent at 8:34pm ] : i would ask why but i dont even need to know
[ ✔︎ sent at 8:34pm ] : at this point i know i need to be punched lmao
[ ✔︎ sent at 8:34pm ] : i’ll be in the cabin
“ what could go wrong? …oh, shit, i’m on fire. ”
“ i think you answered your own question there, bro. my handy-dandy fire extinguisher is here to fix that -- oh, shit, it’s so foamy !! honestly, i’m surprised you haven’t been on fire before; that bod is smokin’. ”
✦ ☯ tehehe
[ ✦ ] my muse pushes yours out of frustration/anger + [ ☯ ] my muse tells yours that they never want to see them again
“ what the hell, man ?? ” theo hissed, a pained anger glowing in his eyes. “ what were you thinking ?? wait, no, let me answer that for you -- you weren’t. ” unable to contain himself, he shoved jackson in the chest, bitter hurt rising from his stomach to his throat. he hated everything about this situation; he hated how angry he was at his best friend, his brother. he hated that there was even a reason for this rage. there was no good solution, no easy ending. no matter what, people were getting hurt. “ i know you’re better than this. i fuckin’ know it. my best friend may not always act like it, but he’s a good man. so where the fuck is he, huh ?? ” his hands balled into fists as he simply stared at the other boy. in his frustration, he was landing verbal blows in all the most vulnerable places, and he knew it. he almost couldn’t control himself. “ i still can’t believe that you did this. you’re supposed to be my best man, the godfather to my children !! you’re supposed to be my family, ten times over. i didn’t choose a brother who pulls shit like this. ” his voice had dropped to a whisper. all the rage and pain and disappointment within him was meeting, knotting together at the base of his throat. “ i don’t want to ever see your face again. ” in that heartbeat, he felt it. later, once he’d walked away and rational thought had returned to him, he’d regret saying that and know that he didn’t truly mean it. but in that moment, he believed it. he didn’t want to see jackson again or be reminded of this whole entire disaster.