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@warrior-of-discord asked: [Pants are an illusion and so is death.]
Were pants just an illusion? No, but death certainly... wasn’t a topic she was willing to go on. “Mmm, if you’re saying so.”
Kind of dismissive, but she didn’t want to talk about death.
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“D-does this smile look n-natural to you?”
[text] STOP ASKING STUPID QUESTIONS
{Text to: This Bitch } Come say that to my face. {text to: This Bitch } I don’t give a fuck if you’re cute. {Text to: This Bitch } I’ll end you.
chapter 9 got me crying
Vic open your submissions I got something I gotta give u
Oh shit I’ll do it rn!
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“Yes, you’re very smart. Shut up.” -afteralittletrouble
Princess Bride Memes
Molly’s rampant speech dropped off in an instant, with a small sound if indignation. She realized she could go on for a bit–it wasn’t her fault that Avery’s research had brought about an anecdote, which brought about a second. After that…
She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.
“You shut up.” She finally mumbled.
fuck off demons
our appointment is at 9 tomorrow, not 11:30 tonight
get w the program
would you like an eggplant
@hecantbekilled
( SIMON ; SIMON ; SIMON )
Eyes closed as a twitch of a grin crossed his features. Stanley soon became Simon. An act he had long since mastered after putting his brother into the coma. People favored Simon, so Stanley would give them Simon. Opening bright eyes, he nodded. “ ——— Simon like eggplants. ”
