#tapesided

my daughter . my sweet , hardworking french fry daughter. i am honored 2 be ur mememom.

            She hasn’t been at this school for long , but she didn’t have to be to know that most kids here were FUCKING ASSHOLES to anyone who wasn’t inside of their group , or maybe just to girls who had more self respect to let them in their PANTS . ( Or to the girl with a scarf around her head. ) If she’s learned anything from the passed week of being a student here , it’s ALL OF THE ABOVE . 

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my opinion on :character in general: hannah is such a little bean honestly, she deserved so much better than all the shitty things that were done to her smh. tbh i loved every part in the show where she would smile bc i'd just sit there like yes that's my babyhow they play them: the way u play hannah is honestly so n*ce, i feel like u describe the way she's feeling in ur threads ( bc yes, i creeped ) so spot on and not to mention ur writing is beautiful ?? so of course that makes it all the more better to read the mun: um an actual ray of sunshine that i'm still going to fight for being too cute ??

do i :follow them: hell yeahrp with them: looks off into the distance ..... soonwant to rp with them: of course !!ship their character with mine: i feel like i might get fought but lowkey yes

            ❛  —  hannah.  ❜  with the call of her name is a slow jog to catch up to the girl partway up the school steps.  between his fingers he holds a tape—–a fragment of a lost art,  as he so puts it.  inscribed in red ink reads ‘ for a rainy day. ‘  a small gesture,  but,  hey,  he doesn’t neglect school assignments to make mixtapes for just anyone  (  he neglects them for the hell of it  ).  ‘tween fore- and middle finger,  he extends the gift to her.  ❛  here.  for you.  ❜  i know people haven’t been kind.  ❛  a product of my procrastination.  ❜

         “     if   you   want   me   too,   i   can   get   rid   of   them?    you    know,     make   it   look   like   an   accident.    “  

oh i saw :’)

relatable

                     BIG, BRIGHT BLUE EYES  were  watching  this  girl  from  a  distance,  blinking  a  couple  of  times.  she  was  beautiful,  her  hair  short  and  full  with  curls.  something  hazel  always  liked,  her  best  friend  lilly  had  curls.  DEEP SIGH  escaped  her  lips,  ( ex-best  friend,  she  still  had  to  accept  that  fact. )  but  this  girl,  she  was  d i f f e r e n t.   ❝ hey.  aren't  you  in  my  history  class ?? ❞  hazel  appeared  out  of  nowhere,  her  speciality.  she  smiled  to  the  girl  as  she  waited  for  an  answer.