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**quietly misses this blog**

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does anyone even miss this blog

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                                       “ —- LIKE FATHER LIKE SON. “

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psst i can't find any of your links on your page :( which makes me sad cause you look awesome and id love to check out your bio & rules if i can

oMG UR AN ANGEL & ILY —— but my links should all be there ?? at least they are for me and i’ve never had a problem with it before?! but here’s my bio & rules anyway. Let me know if they still don’t work for ya ! 

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Bellamy “Puppy Eyes” Blake

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remember that time people actually liked this blog …

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                                       “ --- LIKE FATHER LIKE SON. “

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Bellamy Blake in The 100 2.10 Survival of the Fittest

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but does anyone know where that gifset is from so i can icon the shit out of it ?!

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i’m gonna watch birdman & maybe be online later !

[roleplayaskmemes]

Reblog with an image of your muse Rule!63 muse.

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     he’s found a bottle of booze            which now lays almost empty      beside  him   ——   a   content   little  hum  being   released  as  he      allows himself to hunch  over      and for his cheek to rest against      the  cool   wooden   surface   of   the   table   before   him,   you’re      presence going COMPLETELY unnoticed as you enter the room.

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     clarke isn’t normally in the mood to wander, but after witnessing      a truly terrible definition of a st. patrick’s day party,      she thinks      it’ll be best to stay away from  LARGE CROWDS and very, very      inconsiderate people. once the noise dies away,       she enters a      seemingly quiet room,      only to see someone lying on the table      and god, she hopes it’s not another guy drunk off his face.                  “…excuse me? are you ALIVE?”

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      the ultimate realization of another human presence is enough       to illicit a rather annoyed groan while his  neck  STRUGGLES       to once again lift his head up           and glance at the stranger       standing before him  ----  and for a moment he's silent in the       wake of her words, his  intoxicated brain taking a moment to       catch up with reality ----  oh if it had not been for the alcohol        he would surely be scolding himself for getting caught in the       PATHETIC act of drinking alone. 

                                                                            " --- m'okay. "

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                                                   “ —- like FATHER like SON. “