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genuine question,,, what’s one thing you’d associate me with ?
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another good loki song is 12 to 12 by sombr
Ss u p er ma n
I remember seeing what I think was a quote from Noel about his first move away from the family home (outside of his working as a roadie), and Noel says that Liam never forgave him for it. Do you guys have the sauce for this or is it fake
it is indeed real. it was from a german magazine so this is a translation.
❝ good morning. no, don’t get up, it’s raining, let’s stay in bed a little longer… ❞ ah 😌
when he wakes , there is a brief moment of confusion. he finds the cieling of his bedroom first -- the one in salem -- and , like many times before, the only way he can be certain it's not just longing worming it's way in to his subconcious ( reminding him of the distance ) is the faint tingling in his arm , telling him she's been there the whole time, for real. he's still groggy, but knows their time is wasting . they're only back from college for awhile, after all, and who knows when her parents will let her have free time again? 'tis the season, he thinks glumly, for families to take the front seat.
max goes to sit up, determined, only to be quickly placated by a hand firm on his chest. she sounds like she's been up for a bit, looks it too when he rolls his head to the side to look at her. pretty crosses his mind first, followed by jawdropping ( though he manages to keep it together this time ), and, rather unfortunately, with his brain having no space left for anything but her : tubular. she speaks while he stares, his smile going dopey. " hey, who am i to argue? " max decides he doesn't care that his arm is falling asleep, he wraps it around her tighter, feels her settle back in. the rain hits the window in earnest now, but it's pittering loses to that of his heart easily.
( max must be the only person alive to despise 'good' dreams. he's had ones just like this : they'd only left him wanting. )
Decided to be enterprising and find a new job opportunity I’m excited about