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archiving this blog and moving. 

archiving this blog and moving. 

        ___❝Wow rude. I was only a messenger. You Ares kid should stick with battles and weapons.❞ 

"I'll let you know when I start to give a shit. Please, hold your breath."

     ___❝I was sent here to ask you nicely to stop hurting our sensitive ears. I’m only quoting.❞ 

Avery cleared her throat and starting strumming again. "Go fuck yourself." She sang.

Don’t Stop (Color On The Walls) - Foster the People

|i. Cool Kids - Echosmith | ii. Heroes - All Time Low | iii. Centuries - Fall Out Boy | iv. Nothing Left To Say - Imagine Dragons | v. Reflections - Misterwives | vi. R U Mine? - Arctic Monkeys | vii. How Far We’ve Come - Matchbox Twenty | viii. This Is Gospel - Panic! At The Disco | ix. Weightless - All Time Low |x. C’mon - Panic! At The Disco & FUN. 

Jason was suddenly jerked in the direction of the aforementioned alleyway. Her enthusiasm brought a smile to his face, because it was easily requited, eager to get started.

She grinned as she pushed him against the wall, standing on her tip toes to kiss him.