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ezraschickpeas · 4 years
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ezraschickpeas · 5 years
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I present you for the very first time Mr. and Mrs. Fitz.
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ezraschickpeas · 5 years
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I was SIXTEEN when I started watching the show and now i’m 23 wtf
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ezraschickpeas · 5 years
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I just watched a youtube video about the cast in 2019 and omg??? i’ve missed so much??? troian had a BABY, shay had a miscarriage 😢, ashley dated cara delevingne (!!!!!!!!!!), troian was at the royal wedding (makes perfect sense and yet this still shocks me), and tyler (forgot he existed tbh) is bi and dating a dude ✌🏼what else have I missed????????
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ezraschickpeas · 5 years
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Spencer & Aria-Pretty Little Liars
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ezraschickpeas · 6 years
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okay but how is my baby sunflower aria montgomery doing, is she flourishing, how much is she loving being married to spencer and having her babies, does she still talk to ella every day, how is baby mike doing, is aria still writing, is she loving life is she happy is she at peace, these are things I, as her mother, must know
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ezraschickpeas · 6 years
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ezraschickpeas · 6 years
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it’s 2018 i’m telling it like it is: aria montgomery was by far the most under appreciated character on this show and all you uneducated fools didn’t give her the love she deserved 😢
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ezraschickpeas · 6 years
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pretty little liars rewatch ↳ 2x10
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ezraschickpeas · 6 years
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why do I still get notifications of ppl following this blog lmao it’s dead
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ezraschickpeas · 6 years
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ezraschickpeas · 6 years
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7 years of PLL  ↳ best unintentionally funny lines
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ezraschickpeas · 7 years
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hello its me im v sad tonight I don’t miss pll at all but I miss this blog and the fandom and all the friends I made here but have lost whats up is everyone dead like this blog or are people still out there
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ezraschickpeas · 7 years
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Hey, Sophie! It's been a while. How's it going?
hiii omg sorry I’m replying so late I’ve been travelling the world but I’m home now! I’m doing well, how are you?
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ezraschickpeas · 7 years
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Winter
{A sparia-inspired poem}
Frosted glass, tousled hair, steady heartbeats. A rise and fall silhouette lulls itself – placated release, muted grace. Its companion – with chapped lips and a missing sock – stirs. Peeking sunlight casts dispersions across the room like shattered crystal, illuminating the pair of brunette heads. The air is still.
Fluttered eyelids, brown eyes awaken, upturned lips. A low hoarse whisper reaches out, caresses, lingers tenderly across a cheek yet Night’s tendrils hold steadfast. Denial. Yearning. The freedom found in an untouchable state.
Sweet notes – vanilla drifting deliriously through traced sheets, lingering with peppered kisses and twirling fingertips. A moan. A gazing smile. A chilly nose, burrowed.
Whispers of brown hair sprout from underneath the white duvet, and the air is decorated with the soft rustling of blankets. A tender kiss is placed upon heart-shaped lips, and finally, finally, finally, her eyes awaken. Hazel dissolves into chestnut brown. Syncopated rhythms beat steadily.
Lips pressed together again, with force, with want. Distance extinguished. Rolling hips. A ticklish nibble on an ear. The bed dips down and the hazel-eyed figure traces poetry on the other. The letters fall on top of one another; indistinguishable. Like lace, they cover her body and she comes undone.
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