#lennongdi

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“Hey papi. Did you miss me?”

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“Please tell me that’s Lennon and not a creepy pervert. If it is a creepy pervert, I should warn you that the police will never find your body once I’m done with you.

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ALSO LENNON ME ✉ // ✘ // ☠ // ❤ // ♣

lennon me the fuck up

✉ { 2 AM text }

—i totally see a future with you, you know? like, with jetpacks

✘ { unsent text }

—- i saw you walking penny in the park today. i wish we still did it together.

☠ { threatening message }

—-LENNON I STG IF YOU DONT STOP FEEDING JUDE GLITTER I WILL MAKE YOU EAT HIS ODDLY SPARKLY SHIT

❤ { lusty/loving/affectionate message }

—-five bucks says its possible to have sex while doing a handstand

♣ { drunk message }

—doesnt it suck that some people are meant to fall in love with each other, but aren’t meant to be together? that sucks

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Lennon: No, I mean like legit a brother.

FUCK HIM UP PIPER

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C A L L // future husband

Piper: Len? Are you there? You said you wanted to talk, so lets talk.

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SARAH

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in honor of sarah being fab and cool im going to watch sarahs key and attempt to gain enough energy and inspiration to reply to everyone

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Operation Birthday Surprise || Piper & Lennon

As a rule, Piper hated surprises. She hated the feeling of being unprepared, hated not knowing absolutely everything that was going on around her. Control over her own life was very important to her, and surprises just messed that up. But this time, it was Lennon, and if anyone would be the exception to one of her rules, it would be him. He'd simply flashed her his puppy eyes and she'd agreed to meet him here, standing in the rain outside a seemingly abandoned old theatre, coat wrapped tightly around herself as she waited for her boyfriend. "C'mon, Len, it's fucking freezing out here" she muttered, grumbling under her breath about the ill-thought-out logistics of surprising her with something she had to wait outside for, in January.  Just as she was about to whip out her phone and call him, demanding he stop this nonsense at once and simply tell her why she was here, she spotted his figure leaning out from the doorway. Stumbling over, she pressed up against him, a tiny growl escaping her lips. "Could've told me it was going to be this cold, poo head. Now, are you going to tell me why I'm here, or do I have to kiss it out of you?"