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moment of silence for those blogs we no longer see on our dash
[6 word story] He saw he was never himself.
//this is really really amazing tbh
If there ever was a time If there ever was a chance To undo the things I've done and wash these blood stains from my hands It has passed and been forgotten These are the paths that we must take 'Cause you and I, Tom, we are men And we can bend, and we can break If you think that you can run If you think that you can stand Well you forget who turned this city on You forget who plugged this city in!
notaliberator
Jack aimed his gun at the man, a shot in the back... It'd take him down. But for some reason, he tried to speak to him first.
"Don't move..."
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Christian Linke?
Name; Justin
Verse; Modern, City, (NYC maybe???)
Family; Mother & her boyfriend, 2 Sisters (one older one younger), Father & his boyfriend
His parents are still on very good terms and his father and his partner are invited to his mothers wedding when it occurs
Occupation; Tattoo Artist
Personality; Soft spoken but opinionated Justin knows when to speak up and when to keep his head down, He's hard headed but not close minded, Serious and contemplative, enjoys humor but never mastered the ability to be humorous,
Facts; He has no desire to ever really have his own shop or the like and is perfectly content doing what he's doing where he's doing it, Has a business degree but found art to be more his calling, Graduated in the top 10% of his class, He favors German Expressionism in traditional art, He's known for his black and grey,
❛You’re so adorable when you forget that I’m drowning in cash money and self-satisfaction.❜
Moira opened her mouth to respond. Closed it. Considered for a moment the best way to respond. Opened her mouth again. Closed it again.
A smirk touched her lips and she sauntered over, swinging her hips more than necessary. Frank Fontaine was a feckin' jackass. But he was also rich. Rich and paying her to play his wife. So could she really complain too much?
“Are you seriously gonna pretend that wasn’t the funniest shit ever in the history of funny and shit?”
It was hard for Ryan to keep the scowl from his face-- but he knew it would only fuel the fire. Atlas' humour tended to come at his expense, and he'd prefer the man not get any further joviality out of the situation. It was embarrassing enough as it was.Besides, it's hard to look properly pissed off while covered in pie.