Like when Buzzo wore brad's arm on top of his helmet for shits and giggles, he wore pieces of Rando's buzzed off face on his own as a mask for a while.
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Like when Buzzo wore brad's arm on top of his helmet for shits and giggles, he wore pieces of Rando's buzzed off face on his own as a mask for a while.
((Tfw you bought too many eggs so now you're up making mayonnaise I'LL BE ON SOON GUYS LMFAO))
Even though your friends aren’t there,you can still be happy. At the end of the day,when you fall down into that big abyss of sadness,your friends can only lower down the rope. You need to find that rope in the darkness. Be your own hero.
MSAF trying to comfort herself.
oh, why is this page a blank one--
/scrolls
KAWORU
*whispers* I want ALL the texts.
Send ✆ for a morning text
[text] Since I can’t say anything to wake you up, I’m going to wait for the vibrating of your phone to do the job for me.
Send ♔ for an angry text
[text] You wouldn’t care if I disappeared and never came back.
Send ♠ for a drunk text
GHOSTTAIRE CAN’T GET DRUNK
Send ☏ for a vague text
[text] im going ghost
Send ⁇ for a worried text
[text] Where are you? I want to come find you, but I don’t know if I can. Are you alright?
Send ♣ for a text not meant for you
wHO ELSE WOULD GHOSTTAIRE TEXT
Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent
[text] I wish I had died and remained dead.
Send ✺for a saucy text
[text] Hot sauce or sweet and sour?
Send √ for a long winded confessing text
[text] When I first died, I was in this giant white space. It wasn’t a room, it was just absolute nothingness. There was nothing. Then, everyone who had been killed at the revolt started to appear. I saw Combeferre and Courfeyrac and Bossuet and Joly… everyone. I saw where they had been shot or stabbed or maimed. I saw what had killed them. I saw them, but they couldn’t see me. I wonder if they were experiencing the same hallucination. I thought, there’s no way this heaven, but at the same time, there was no way it was hell. Then they all disappeared, and I was alone. It felt like I was trapped there forever. Then the white began to fade away and I was seeing flashes of stuff happening in the real world — the world of the living. I saw my funeral. I saw my mom crying. I saw my friends’ funerals. And then I saw you.
[text] I don’t know why I came back and no one else did. What did I do in those fleeting moments in purgatory that made me so fucking special?
Send ☠ for misguided advice
[text] Try shaking it.
Send ☢ for a desperate text
[text] okay I got bored and phased into your neighbor’s apartment and knocked something over and now they’re performing an exorcism and i’m fucking frekaing out
Send ☼ for a congratulatory text
[text] Congratulations on surviving that rally, you idiot.