#moustacheprince

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Babyfaces. @moustacheprince

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Sendai Girls > BSS. I still love my boyfriends.

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@thunderbxstxrd | continued ( x )

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↳ CONTACT ID: Fly Boy

⌲ ......Fuck. ⌲ 'M just gonna curl up ‘n die now. ⌲ I’d say it wasn’t my choice but....it was. ⌲ 'M not though. I was a sloppy mess. My head agrees. ⌲ Repay? Repay how?

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“I didn’t tell you because I knew what you’d say.” // also william @ tyler bc i'm trash for this already apparently

I’m Trying to Protect You! | Accepting

A frustrated noise left the younger man, exasperation written all over his face. “That’s a stupid bloody excuse and you know it,” he answered, voice filled with frustration. “You should’ve told me! Even if you knew what I was goin’ ta say you should’ve fuckin’ TOLD ME.” A sharp breath leaves him, fists clenching at his sides before he shakes his head. “Fuckin’ hell Will. Jus’ —how the hell are we supposed to work if you won’t bloody talk to me?”

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‘he’s thinking… he’s thinking… he knows he screwed up…’ // my william @ tyler

santa clarita baby || accepting

    a shrug lifts the younger man’s shoulders, hand reaching to run fingers through his hair. it hadn’t been the end of the world, far from it in fact. it’d just been enough of a jolt to his system to annoy tyler. his hand reaches up to run fingers through his hair chewing on the inside of his lip. “it’s not a big deal yeah?” he murmured, head tilting to the side. “just —i dunno. if we’re a thing then we’re a thing yeah? otherwise stop strinin’ me along.”

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[text]: are you going to the party on saturday? // a random/your choice

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⌲ Wasn’t planning on it.⌲ Didn’t really feel like going alone.⌲ Why? Are you going?⌲ I’ll go if you go.⌲ Beats another night in the gym.

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@topeconhiilo

        “ You sing well. “ The compliment fell past her lips , a compliment that had been repeated in her mind about ten times before she finally spoke it out loud. Because she could count , perhaps , in two hands how many times they’ve spoken. Which seemed like a lot but that was still the possible ten times from the thousands of hours , minutes , seconds they’ve ever been in the same room. So , all in all , it was barely anything to leave an impression. “ You know , what you’ve put up on Instagram ... it’s good. Almost professional. “ Was she overdoing it?

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@batteredhearts | continued from ( x )

« text sent » ↳ CONTACT ID: axel ⌲  How else am I meant to pass the time? ⌲ I can’t see ya, doesn’t mean I can’t tease ya. ⌲ Be home in a few days. Promise. ⌲ Till then.....