Naw

Call me Crate. I'm an old fart who graduated years ago. I'm still wickedly not over my tc lol

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I've got him blocked basically everywhere possible. He's a piece of shit. Don't get your hopes up with your TC, it almost always will not end well. Sometimes they are truly garbage people. I probably won't have anymore updates moving forward lol

Keeping this blog up for archive purposes, but I likely will not log in here again. It was fun 10~ year run y'all, stay cool and don't get in trouble.

[coffeeinthecold]

another successful day of daydreaming about a middle aged man. living life to the fullest out here

[tryoutstc-deactivated20231111]

tcc members, reblog this with one song that never fails to remind you of your tc. i want to listen to it while scrolling through your blog to get that authentic experience

mine is every breath you take by the police and i KNOW that sounds messed up but it's purely because he sang it beautifully in class one day. it's also just a song i've liked for years :)

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I got a few.

-Back To You by Flower Facce

-Maybe by Flower Face

-Rory by Foxing

-Romantic Homicide by D4vid

-Winter by Daughter

-I Will Never Forget by Kimya Dawson

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how old are you?

Old enough to be your mom probably.

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He got a new girlfriend and it's the same girl he said not to worry about. Go figure.

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I think I finally gave up lol

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I've been talking to someone new. I flew out to meet him a month ago. He reminds me so much of T, personality wise. He's flying out to me next month. There's like 2 hotels where I live and one is in T's town. This guy booked that hotel for us. Makes me wonder if we will run into T at all.

What's funny is the new guy and B share a name lol I feel like I've come full circle

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I've been staying at my moms and this man is actively stalking her house looking for my car lol This is like the third time I caught him

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Mans flat out ignoring me. Cool 🤙

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I passed him on the highway yesterday. I haven't seen his face since december

[teachersbabygirl]

I did NOT think this needed to be said, but since I keep getting asks about it😒. So speaking as someone who has become involved with my tc:

-If you are underage or your tc is currently your teacher it is ❌NOT❌ a good idea to make a move on your tc/confess to your tc. You could get in trouble and so could your tc!

- If you are underage or your tc is currently your teacher, it is ❌NOT❌ okay for your tc to make explicitly sexual remarks or exhibit explicitly sexual behavior towards you!

-If you are underage or your tc is currently your teacher, it is ❌NOT❌ okay for them to ask you to be involved with them in exchange for better grades. That is not love! They are just using you, they don’t love you for you they just like having power!

Remember everyone 🗣 if your tc is doing something that makes you uncomfortable or breaks the law you should report it and talk about it to someone you trust ❤️‍🩹. The tc community has your back!

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Hes been straight up ignoring me 😑

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He has been very mentally absent this week and won't budge on what's wrong

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i need some new tc blogs to follow

[thisiswhereiwriteaboutyou]

I don't care what happens, but an imagine about a college professor?? (:

The trees outside were nearly barren, orange leaves cascaded to the ground in swift motion with the howling winds outside. Fall was creeping in quicker then your soon-approaching deadline for your thesis paper. Yet, you couldn’t help but let your mind wander and your gaze fixate on the trees in the courtyard. You could have sworn you had typed and re-typed the same five sentences to the intro of your twenty page paper that you had yet to begin. It was impossible to find a starting point because your mind remained so distracted, so fixated on anywhere but here.

As much as you wanted to graduate college and leave all the late nights, homework assignments and loud parties behind, you didn’t quite feel ready to venture out into the real world on your own yet. Anxiety tugged at you like an anchor, tempting you to believe you would never succeed on your own- in your career, with your finances or with your relationships. With the mere thought of future budding romance, you nearly choked on your lukewarm tea as you saw the object of your desire walk into the entrance of the courtyard, his flannel scarf blowing wildly in the wind and steam rising from a hot cup of coffee in his hand. TC/N looked downright handsome. Adorned in dark jeans, a navy blazer and a white button-down shirt, he looked like the spitting imagine of a GQ model, but more stunning. Maybe because he was tangible, so close you could smell his ginger cologne and the french vanilla aroma of his coffee.

You straightened up quickly in your seat at the outdoor patio table as he approached.

“Y/N, aren’t you cold?” He asked tenderly, smiling down at you as you shivered slightly beneath your thin blouse.

You smiled back, hoping he couldn’t see the goosebumps scattered across your arms. “Oh, I am okay. Feels refreshing, actually.”

TC/N motioned to the empty chair across from you, “Do you mind if I sit?”

You were caught a little off guard, “No, no of course not.”

He sat like a big kid in the chair, swinging his legs around and resting his feet on the edge of the table. You raised a quick eyebrow in surprise.

He laughed, “I am sorry, was that rude? I’ve had a long day. Just wanted to relax!”

“It’s fine!” You replied, “I am glad you find hanging out with me to be relaxing.”

TC/N smirked, “Its funny but for some strange reason, you have this calm manner about you. It’s like nothing ever seems to bother you and that’s rare to find in college kids these days.”

Your heart sank little. He thought of you as nothing more than just “a kid.”

You tapped impatiently on your laptop. “What makes you think I don’t get frustrated? Or anxious?”

TC/N took a long sip of his coffee, “I’m not sure. You just appear self-assured, confident, I guess.”

It was hard to hide the snicker that erupted from your throat. “TC/N, how could you possibly look at me and see confidence? That is one attribute I will never, ever possess.” You were slightly surprised by the tone of your voice, a mixture of defensiveness and sadness you presumed by the look in TC/N’s eyes as he started back at you, confused.

“How could you NOT be confident? You’re pulling all A’s in my class, you’re by far the best creative writer in the student body, you’re charming, kind, beau-… He suddenly stopped, cleared his through then began again. ‘Y/N, you’re beautiful. You know that, right?”

What? Was he being facetious?

“I am not beautiful.” 

It was TC/N’s turn to scoff. “Stop being ridiculous, Y/N.” He started at you deeply. He then turned to the trees. “What do you think of when you see foliage in the leaves?”

“Uhh, I mean, it’s gorgeous.” You replied. What was he trying to get at?

TC/N pointed to the sky, shockingly blue without a cloud in its vastness. 

“Okay, now what do you see?” He asked, excitedly.

“Emptiness?”

He shook his head. “Try again, Y/N. How does the sky look today?”

You tipped your head back and found yourself amazed by the pretty blue hue hovering above you. “It’s pretty. The sky is pretty.”

He smiled. “And the sun? What about the sun?”

It shone brightly, you shielded your eyes as you gazed up at it. “It’s bright, but more importantly, it’s stunning.” 

He turned back to face you. “Do you get it, Y/N? That’s what I see when I look at you.”

A jolt of electricity shot through your heart. “It’s funny,” you replied softly, “When I look at the sky, at the trees or the sun, I always think of you.”

You both sat in silence, holding your coffee mugs gazing dreamingly at one another. Finally TC/N spoke up, “That makes two of us then.” With a swift motion, he kissed you tenderly on your cheek, patted your shoulder and got up. “See you in class, Y/N.” He started to walk away then turned around to face you. “Remember, to me, you are the sky,” his arms shot out to his sides, “the sun,” he pointed to the beaming ray of light up above “and the trees.” He was standing beneath the most beautiful orange patterned Oak.

“Isn’t falling…I mean, fall, a beautiful thing?” He shouted over his shoulder as he sauntered away.

***

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He has changed in the last year, and certainly not for the better. He's become so absent in life. Disappears and doesn't answer for days on end. Trying to be relevant with his influencer shit. Has an attitude all the time. He's very short with people now. Acts like he's higher than everyone else. It's sad because he used to be an incredibly nice and genuine person. It's one of the reasons why I loved him. I wonder what caused the sudden change.

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I passed him on the road today. Waved at him but the bastard didn't wave back smdh