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I’M NOT DEAD.     i’m still alive, hi.    between my sister leaving tuesday morning and me getting back to work AND having had to look at a flat today with my now future flatmate @chosenpotter / @deadwclking , plus being super stressed with work, i haven’t really had the time to properly log on save for skype here and there.     i’m planning to be properly online on the weekend, definitely, as i am gonna finish up the commissions that are still open, try to do some replies, etc.   that being said, i might have to set both dottie and hayes on a writing semi hiatus with me looking for a new job and everything and my life being quite hectic lately, idk yet.     but i’m still here, i haven’t forgotten about my blogs, and i’m not planning on leaving c:     hope everyone had a great start into 2017 and a great day!

just popping in while my sister is still sleeping to wish everyone a happy new year! i hope that for each and every one of you 2017 is going to be exactly what you hope for it to be ♥  we went to see the huge fireworks display here in london at the riverside last night, and while it was super crowded, it was so worth it. i have rarely seen such a beautiful thing in my life!  i’ll return to super spotty activity now until the 4th of january, since my sister is still here until then, but i hope everyone had a great new year’s eve and night and happy new year to all of you!

                          ❛ reading an article in one of those and looking for the piece of truth in it is looking for a NEEDLE IN A HAYSTACK.     ten percent truth,  ninety percent made up.     thinking about it,  you probably know ten percent of me. ❜      she smirks now,  raising a single brow.     ❛ i’m not going to try and convince you of ANYTHING,  god knows there are enough people out there who believe it,  you would neither be the FIRST,  nor the LAST. ❜      if she were to convince everybody who reads any kind of tabloid story about her,  she would still be sitting here years from now,  that much is for sure.        ❛ something STRONG.     any recommendations? ❜      she finally asks.

               ❛  the question is —— do you read the tabloids that are hellbent on destroying my name,  or do you read actual FACTS? ❜      it’s irritating,  people always thinking they know you based on a few tabloid headlines and rumors,  never actually bothering to think about facts.     not that she particularly CARES about what people think about her,  but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s rather annoying when based on those headlines people think they actually know you.     she tilts her head at the bartender,  a small grin now appearing on her lips.       ❛ getting a DRINK,  hopefully. ❜ 

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