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i won’t sign any divorce papers. just sayin.
if it’s in the newpaper for six months without being contested i’m scot free so...

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misshoodoolady replied to your post: misshoodoolady replied to your post: ...
i won’t sign any divorce papers. just sayin.
if it’s in the newpaper for six months without being contested i’m scot free so...
congratulations all of my frieD CHICKEN LOVERS
lunarscaled asked: what if I start calling you Toph instead to even it out.
@lunarscaled / unprompted / always accepting.
"Hmmm... Huh-- lemme think 'bout that fer a hot sec."
There goes both arms, crossing smoothly and nicely over his chest. Fingers don't exactly grip onto anything as of yet (he's feeling a bit... antsy, and he doesn't have a reason for it. maybe the stars aligned just right or some fuckshit like that. who knows!) even though biceps were in plain view. One foot tapped, be it out of a need for some sort of movement or, perhaps, out of what might've been a tick.
Nonetheless, Christoph's always taking the option of "always be movin'" than any of those plain Jane choices. Being idle just didn't bode well for his line of work anyhow, and he'd hope that that much was painfully obvious.
In spite of his rather deep (nah, just fucking with you.) and pensive thinking, they did manage to draw a sliver of a smile out of him.
For a moment, too, it appeared that one Lyric Gravellese -- wow, never thought he'd see the day! -- managed to leave one Christoph Dowell speechless. All he seemed capable of doing, in that small timeframe, was stare at them with a somewhat goofy smile and a disposition that's gradually edging itself away from tense and, oh, what's a good word... oh, right: tense.
Maybe all it took, after all this time, was just the right opportunity and some elbow grease--
"Nah."
--oop.
Reaching to slap the entirety of his hand over their head, Christoph gave a brief flex with all five of his fingers (he ruffles their hair, remembers how he used to stick gum in emilie's hair.) before whipping their head down in a sharp, but overall harmless jerk.
"Nice try, though, twerp."
🍓 [hwhwh I hate strawberries.] I love your writing, it's absolutely brilliant. And also, can we take a moment and appreciate hoW WELL YOU PAINT AND DRAW ?!?! That is pure talent, right there. Also, you're a fucking amazing friend.
Mori.
Mor.
Eli.
Mon coeur.
Please go back and read the prompt. Please.
Because I want you to know that while you may have "dumb of ass" energy at moments like these- and "while" hardly belongs in this sentence because I love that very much about you- you are an incredible friend with so, so much care and creativity. You struggle with stuff, life's events and reading English and so on, but that's perfectly okay. It just makes me root for you more. You're one of my dearest friends, and I mean that with the utmost sincerity.
Guess what day it is tomorrow!
4:20pm
starmaiden777 replied to your post “question. irradescent green lipstick, or magenta lipstick?”
Both? Top and bottom?
You can’t trick me into mixing green and red lipsticks just by saying the words “top” and “bottom”