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pianobcy:
“ … i don’t just let anyone lean against my piano , you know . that has to count for something . i know it seems like i don’t listen , but that just means people are more likely to talk to me anyway . i’m not sure i particularly like the things you say about yourself though . ”
❛ what do you mean by that , schroeder ? --- --- --- if you want i can always go talk to someone else . ❜ head rested on the piano , tilted back to see if she could get a look at the boy . it was easy to come here to just rant , get all her problems off her chest . she did have a lot of them piled up , and considering schroeder lived right next door and was willing to listen , he was the easiest person to talk to .
Come bother my character about...
lordlastborn:
their poor life choices
their questionable life choices
that thing they always try not to talk about
the weather
stuff
rpmemes-galore:
Send “STOP PRETENDING TO BE OK!” for my muse’s reaction to yours yelling this at them
consider this a starter call .
I’m old enough to have been called a tomboy because I liked basketball and Star Trek and I hated dolls and dresses. Peppermint Patty was added to the Peanuts gang when I was around 5, and she was really important to me.
could you do me a favor and REBLOG this post if you’re willing to interact with a SCHROEDER from charles schulz’ comic strips PEANUTS? it’d be a great help. although he may try to enlighten you on the glory of beethoven.
It’s time for the weekend…
The Charlie Brown and Snoopy Show (1983)
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Off with you!
You’re a happy fellow, for you’ll give happiness and joy to many other people. There is nothing better or greater than that! — ludwig van beethoven.
my type of otp: slowly the insults become terms of endearment
Go ahead and cry [ little girl ] Nobody does it like you do
five word prompts
an-exotic-writer:
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”