#nxtworthit

Hello everybody! I’m very sorry it’s been such a long time since I’ve been here! I’ve gotten myself busy in creating a poetry collective with a team and am working on publishing it in September. I haven’t really had the time to get on here and rp like I want to, and I really didn’t have a choice because I’m creating this poetry book with my family and they basically took my computer so they can work on it, so I’m planning on getting a laptop for myself and then a desktop that I can officially call my own!

I sincerely hope you all haven’t forgotten about me because I certainly haven’t forgotten you! I miss you all soo much! I’m planning on coming back soon when I can get a laptop -hopefully next month- so please don’t believe that I’ve lost interest in you all because I most certainly have not!

I love you all! I’ll be back soon <3

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“Do you remember me?”

Steve was somber and spoke calmly. He stood before the man who was  his best friend int he whole world. The guy he could count on for pretty much anything and everything. 

He hardly even recognised him. In fact he hadn’t at first. Not at all. It was kinda not hard to see that, given the arm and the fact that he’d thought he’d been dead for the last 70 odd years.