#strongiiisms

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“How many brain cells are you down to now?” love, Sally uwu

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Pressing the bag of frozen peas to the quickly forming bruise just below his hairline, he winces and narrows his eyes at his roommate.                            ❝ Very helpful, Sally. Oh, and I’m            FINE, by the way. Thanks for asking.❞

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[ text ;; the other fabulous me ] hoW???

[ text: ] It's quite the tail. But, just what do I do?!

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♦ strongiiisms ♦

      " ---- Am I in trouble? I'm great at faking regret, if that's the case. "

[unconventions-blog]

strongiiisms replied to your post: every time i go and make myself a b...

[ trying to find jules icons is like trying to find the fountain of youth t b h ]

{ icons are the bane of my existence but also one of my favorite elements of tumblr roleplaying and basically what im saying is that life is a contradiction and despair is inevitable }

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strongiiisms

Nate was back in the USA for like two weeks. He asked his father to get back because he felt drawn to the country and especially to this city. Bur, more specifically, he liked to spend time in the woods. He felt like he belonged to the woods and was often in there, sitting back against a huge tree. Always the same one. He was there again when he heard something. "Who's there?" He asked, not suspicious, just curious. He could defend himself very well.

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birthdays and bureaus | strongiiisms

               ”Rise and shine, babe.”

        He'd brought coffee to Penelope's apartment,          after she left him a voicemail about a birthday.         It was early, probably too early for her to be         in a good mood. But, perhaps Finn could fix         that issue before he had to get back on duty.          He conveniently had just over an hour to spare. 

                 ”You want a donut or a bagel?”

         Treats were bought to accompany the coffee           and to satisfy the technical analyst's sweet          tooth, as well as his own. Indulgence was          made for the bedroom and equally, for the belly.