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[tunedradio-blog1]

"Y'know..." She's oddly quiet, and her expression is soft for once. "I think I like how the jacket looks on you." Yes, *that* jacket. The one that used to belong to Michael.

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Her first thoughts was holy shit was she sick or getting paid to tell her this? She could only stare in silence while her lips pursed together into a thin line genuinely caught off guard. She lowered her gaze adjusting the jacket on her frame while she toyed with the fabric of the jacket. “..Thanks..?” she glanced up with a frown. “Are you okay? Are you..feeling alright?” she scooted closer reaching up jokingly pressing her hand against her forehead grinning. “Not fevered..” she wanted to make this a light hearted joke to change the subject. She never really talks about... him. 

[wryligent]

‘ yo, drink this vodka down the hatch c’mon ’

                                ❝      woah  woah  woah  —    not  so  fast  clarissa  you  can’t  drink  all  that  …      ❞    ren  being  sensible  for  once  ?    much  less  likely  than  you’d  think  .    he’s  quick  to  change  his  expression  to  a  grin  as  he  reaches  up  and  the  bottle  from  her  hands  .    not  a  second  thought  is  given  .    ❝      —    without  giving  me  any  !    i’m  NOT  letting  you  hog  this  shit  i  came  her  to  get  fuckin’  wasted  too  .      ❞

[radiowield-blog]

manyrcgrcts replied to your post: jonas will not stop playing sam hunt’s ‘body like...

Jonas is fucking wild. Help him.

truly and irrevocably! i mean, cmon, man- we’ve all been at the sitting on the kitchen tiles and eating peanutbutter out of the jar phase, usually with something rolling on netflix on your phone and peering at it through the bluish light, but it’s like, a cardinal sin or something to mix the chunky and smooth with the same spoon.

[radiowield-blog]

manyrcgrcts replied to your post: Really digging the hair, Alex. ��

protip: wear gloves, and if dye still gets on your skin? Hot water usually does the trick. But not too hot, y'know?

hey, thanks for the advice! that’s sweet. and yeah, i’ll be careful! :)

[radiowield-blog]

Really digging the hair, Alex. 👍

oh, well, thanks! that’s really nice of you to say. :) i’m redoing my roots because they’ve grown in like, significantly: so here’s to hoping this goes well and i don’t end up with teal fingers for a week!

[abaerterna-blog]

△ ————  @manyrcgrcts  liked .

                 “ YOU  KNOW , YOU  DON’T  HAVE  to  keep  sneakin’  around . i’m  pretty  sure  our  parents  know  you’re  here — like , they  even  laid  an  extra  place  at  the  table . ”   even  so !!  alex  comes  bearing  gifts : a  coffee . ( looks  like  you  need  this . ) mornings  as  usual , now : if  she  listens , alex  can  hear  michael  singing  in  the  shower . ( distant , but  awful . ) she’s  so  used  to  clarissa  as  a  near - permanent  fixture  that  she  doesn’t  think .   “ so yeah — breakfast . if  you’re  not  leaving  via  the  window  again . ”

[abaerterna-blog]

“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”

                  AN  EMPTY  ATTIC . SPACES  UNTOUCHED  in  months— save  for  cleaning . ( his  trophies  migrated  downstairs , where  the  days  linger  and  the  memories  stain . )  his  clothes  unworn ... computer  still  on .  but  no  one  puts  name  to  face , because  he’s  everywhere  but  in  the  past , where  he  belongs . 

she returned  in  the  fall  as  less  of  what  she was ; more  of  him . his  music . his  jacket : grasping  for  purchase  on  the  life  that  slipped  through  her fingers . ( ‘ yeah , but  did  she  do  it ?? she  seemed  so  normal . ’ ) shallow  drinks  consumed  at  shallow  parties , full  of  shallow  people  with  shallow  sentiments . she  doesn’t  miss  the  utterances  of  her  name . 

but  who  could  blame  her  ( except  everybody ) ?? HA !! clarissa  could , evidently , and  does . constantly . callously . clarissa , who  latched  on  to  michael  like  a  parasite . who  bled  into  him . who  made  him  want  to  leave . ( she  used  to  be  so  nice . ) and  alex  is— just  tired . so , not  today . not  ever— EVER— again . 

“ not  as  much  as  you  are , probably . ”  ‘cause  you  can  make  the  noise . you  can  bring  the  rain . you  can  tear  the  skin  from  alex’s  back  and  wear  it  for  that  warmth  you  crave . but  it’s  “— because  you  know  that  nobody’s  ever  gonna  give  you  the  time  of  day  like  michael  did . that  THAT  was  IT  for  you . and  i  almost  feel  sorry  for  you . ”

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[talariismoved-blog]

【 Ｌｅｔ＇ｓ ｗａｓｔｅ ＇ｅｍ！】

He softly sighed, looking up from the radio to glance at her. When he had received a contract, this was the last thing he expected. Not that he was against it- it surely was a big change from what he usually did, but it was still off. How could they possibly find the girl’s friend with two radios? It seemed illogical and frankly, impossible. But he saw the guilt in her eyes and heard the sadness in her voice, and besides, she payed. Not that it mattered- seeing her the way she was at that very moment, he would’ve agreed to help her even without any pay.          ❝ Fine. I’ll do whatevah’ I can to help you out and if we find her, that’s great. But I have no idea what’s happenin’. You’re the mind in all this- I’m just the muscles and gun. Though I doubt ghosts would be scared of bullets. ❞

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