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#3 years this summer #the batterys starting to get shit #i intended to use it until it died but atp i might just have to get a new phone #if i can afford one anyway

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he's writing letters to the woman who betrayed him and between every drag of his cigarette he takes sips of the champagne she bought for a special occasion

#FUCK #GOD #FUCKK #im feeling unwell #peaky blinders

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#🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡

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"and now you've seen me"

OH MY GOD??????

#THOMAS FALLING INTO GRACES ARMS RIGHT AS THE POLICE WALK IN #AAAAAAAAA #I HATE IT HERE #RHEYRRE SOOOOO #peaky blinders

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my attachment to characters generally falls into one of two categories:

-you're so wet and pathetic and sad. what happened to you. who has done this to you. please let me feed you soup and dry your sopping wet eyes with a tissue

-you're an absolute bitch. genuinely an insufferable person. please marry me

#this post is now about thomas shelby from peaky blinders #peaky blinders

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name them. now.

#prev #same

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Hello,

How are you doing? Can you please give me advice on how to grow my Tumblr page!!!!

Thank you!!!

Just post little guys that are strange but also pretty and maybe a bit unsettling. For example:

(enesco home grown durian hedgehog)

#DURIAN HEDGIE

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John used all his simussy in that line

#jon at his cuntiest #tma

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No in between. Reblog if you vote pleas

#prev ahfnajjfajf it was 60F today and i'm out in short sleeves #but i am used to the colder #i wouldnt say 60F is warm tho

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#save

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this does not apply if you wear exclusively leggings. Those things tear all the time you need like a million on standby

#i just accumulate pants man idk #two casual linen pants which are basically sweats but i dont like sweats #two other soft casual pants that look nice #a pair of slacks #another pair of slack #four pairs of jeans #one for work two for everyday wear #one pair of jeans is on its last leg but i will use it until it dies #i like pants i guess

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putting butter on toasted bread is so good has anyone else tried this shit

#oh hey it looks like an actual cooking blog recipe

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Reblog if you're shorter than 5'8.

#cough

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oh toph you will always be iconic

#atla

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Sometimes I gotta factory reset my brain and then I start making good posts again.

#egas moniz circa 1935

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doing each other's hair

"Good morning, sunshine!" Gerry chirped as Michael stumbled into their kitchen.

"Don't call me that," Michael grumbled back, too achingly tired to accept a new pet name. He did, however, accept a kiss and an extra-large mug of coffee from Gerry. "How are you so fucking perky?"

"I've been up for a while," he explained, which also explained the mess of dishes and flour across the counters and a warm smell wafting from the oven. Gerry himself had a streak of flour across his cheeks, and a very eager look in his eye. "Couldn't go back to sleep, so I just got up." He paused, a grin breaking like the sunrise on his face. "Your hair...it's very uplifted today, isn't it?"

"You don't have to tell me," Michael agreed with a long sigh, sinking down in a slump at the table. He could feel his curls disorderly half-piled on his head, a horribly tangled mass he couldn't bear the face yet. He took a long sip of his syrupy-sweet warm coffee and groaned heavily. "You've missed your calling as a barista."

Gerry snorted, coming around the counter to stand behind his chair. "I would make a terrible barista," he said, sinking his fingers into Michael's curls and beginning to card through them. "Someone would get mad at me and ask for my manager, and I'd just tell them to go fuck themselves."

"Guess I'll keep you and your skills all to myself," Michael gloated, eyes falling shut and leaning back into Gerry's touch. His bad morning mood was melting away, thanks to the coffee and his incredibly sweet boyfriend. Gerry was much kinder to his hair than he was, gently detangling the curls, separating sections and finger-combing through them while humming to himself. Michael knew he'd learned these techniques from watching him, and found himself hopelessly touched. Gerry really was the sweetest.

By the time he'd finished his drink Gerry had loosely braided his hair back, and was rubbing his hands along his back soothingly. "Thank you, my love," Michael murmured, eyes still closed. "I'm sorry I'm so grumpy in the morning."

"You don't have to apologize," Gerry assured him, looping his arms around his shoulders and hugging him from behind. "I don't expect you to be sunshine all the time. That's too much for anyone, even you." He pulled back to press a kiss just above his ear. "I still love you, no matter how you are."

"I love you too," Michael sighed, his bad mood melting away like fog on a warm summer morning. It was nice to have Gerry's words and affection even when he was in a mood. Even better when his mood could be lifted by said words and affection.

The oven timer went off, and Gerry pulled away with one last kiss, drifting into the kitchen to remove the deliciously fragrant scones. "Do you want another coffee?" he asked over his shoulder.

"Yes, please."

#THEYRE SOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! #FUCK DUDE #WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE #AUGH #tma

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I’ve been meaning to draw Gerry for ages! I love him so much :)

#THIS PERFECT MAN #I LOVE HIM SO MUCH GODDD #tma