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#{ out of mercenary }

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Once upon a time a girl named Bunni looked at another blog, felt inspired, and took a leap of faith into the world of roleplay. She built a blog to be happy, to write, to have fun, and inevitably she found what she wanted in a group of dear, dear friends. Today I’d like to immortalize that young, naive, happy girl because today I’m not that girl on this blog anymore.

Today I’m insecure and lonely and generally unhappy with how things turned out; I had my seven minutes in heaven and then I came down back to Earth and landed hard; I realized how horrible things actually could be and I focused so much on those thoughts that that’s how it turned out to be. And now, after a struggle to survive, I find myself back here once more, trying to no avail.

My interest in Clint faded as I felt the interest of others fading; he’s an old character, an old AU that I see more and more often throughout Marvel roleplay blogs. Maybe I should feel responsible for starting a trend, but I don’t - I feel like I’m being replaced. In fact, I know I’ve been replaced, and I know everyone has a right to do that. It just saddens me to let these good memories go in favor of the awful truth.

Honestly, I’ve given up trying, and I’ve given up this horrible, wretched circle game where I feel, for a moment, wanted, only to see that I’ve been replaced again. It sucks, trust me, if you don’t already know for yourself. So, I guess this is my last hurrah, my last thing to say before I crumble to ashes. Its just I don’t expect to reappear as a fiery phoenix anytime soon.

So, bye. I guess. I’m done. I quit this blog and everything it once stood for. Life sucks, I guess. :/ It really, really does. My other blogs now include xofthecreed, assassino—x, and speakeroflxes. My personal is whitecollaredwinchester, and my skype is steampoweredmercenary. If you do add me on Skype, please list your URL when you first message me so I know who you are. If I don’t recognize the URL I won’t accept, so if that happens message me on here.

Anyway, thanks for all the good times. This is Bunni signing of for good.

~ Bunni

PSA;;

#a dead queue

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Once upon a time a girl named Bunni looked at another blog, felt inspired, and took a leap of faith into the world of roleplay. She built a blog to be happy, to write, to have fun, and inevitably she found what she wanted in a group of dear, dear friends. Today I’d like to immortalize that young, naive, happy girl because today I’m not that girl on this blog anymore.

Today I’m insecure and lonely and generally unhappy with how things turned out; I had my seven minutes in heaven and then I came down back to Earth and landed hard; I realized how horrible things actually could be and I focused so much on those thoughts that that’s how it turned out to be. And now, after a struggle to survive, I find myself back here once more, trying to no avail.

My interest in Clint faded as I felt the interest of others fading; he’s an old character, an old AU that I see more and more often throughout Marvel roleplay blogs. Maybe I should feel responsible for starting a trend, but I don’t - I feel like I’m being replaced. In fact, I know I’ve been replaced, and I know everyone has a right to do that. It just saddens me to let these good memories go in favor of the awful truth.

Honestly, I’ve given up trying, and I’ve given up this horrible, wretched circle game where I feel, for a moment, wanted, only to see that I’ve been replaced again. It sucks, trust me, if you don’t already know for yourself. So, I guess this is my last hurrah, my last thing to say before I crumble to ashes. Its just I don’t expect to reappear as a fiery phoenix anytime soon.

So, bye. I guess. I’m done. I quit this blog and everything it once stood for. Life sucks, I guess. :/ It really, really does. My other blogs now include xofthecreed, assassino—x, and speakeroflxes. My personal is whitecollaredwinchester, and my skype is steampoweredmercenary. If you do add me on Skype, please list your URL when you first message me so I know who you are. If I don’t recognize the URL I won’t accept, so if that happens message me on here.

Anyway, thanks for all the good times. This is Bunni signing of for good.

~ Bunni

PSA;;

#a dead queue

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For those of you who can’t stand to see Clint go, here’s a younger version of this Clint. c:

#a dead queue

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Once upon a time a girl named Bunni looked at another blog, felt inspired, and took a leap of faith into the world of roleplay. She built a blog to be happy, to write, to have fun, and inevitably she found what she wanted in a group of dear, dear friends. Today I’d like to immortalize that young, naive, happy girl because today I’m not that girl on this blog anymore.

Today I’m insecure and lonely and generally unhappy with how things turned out; I had my seven minutes in heaven and then I came down back to Earth and landed hard; I realized how horrible things actually could be and I focused so much on those thoughts that that’s how it turned out to be. And now, after a struggle to survive, I find myself back here once more, trying to no avail.

My interest in Clint faded as I felt the interest of others fading; he’s an old character, an old AU that I see more and more often throughout Marvel roleplay blogs. Maybe I should feel responsible for starting a trend, but I don’t - I feel like I’m being replaced. In fact, I know I’ve been replaced, and I know everyone has a right to do that. It just saddens me to let these good memories go in favor of the awful truth.

Honestly, I’ve given up trying, and I’ve given up this horrible, wretched circle game where I feel, for a moment, wanted, only to see that I’ve been replaced again. It sucks, trust me, if you don’t already know for yourself. So, I guess this is my last hurrah, my last thing to say before I crumble to ashes. Its just I don’t expect to reappear as a fiery phoenix anytime soon.

So, bye. I guess. I’m done. I quit this blog and everything it once stood for. Life sucks, I guess. :/ It really, really does. My other blogs now include xofthecreed, assassino—x, and speakeroflxes. My personal is whitecollaredwinchester, and my skype is steampoweredmercenary. If you do add me on Skype, please list your URL when you first message me so I know who you are. If I don’t recognize the URL I won’t accept, so if that happens message me on here.

Anyway, thanks for all the good times. This is Bunni signing of for good.

~ Bunni

PSA;;

#a dead queue

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For those of you who can't stand to see Clint go, here's a younger version of this Clint. c:

#{ out of mercenary }

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PSA;;

Once upon a time a girl named Bunni looked at another blog, felt inspired, and took a leap of faith into the world of roleplay. She built a blog to be happy, to write, to have fun, and inevitably she found what she wanted in a group of dear, dear friends. Today I'd like to immortalize that young, naive, happy girl because today I'm not that girl on this blog anymore.

Today I'm insecure and lonely and generally unhappy with how things turned out; I had my seven minutes in heaven and then I came down back to Earth and landed hard; I realized how horrible things actually could be and I focused so much on those thoughts that that's how it turned out to be. And now, after a struggle to survive, I find myself back here once more, trying to no avail.

My interest in Clint faded as I felt the interest of others fading; he's an old character, an old AU that I see more and more often throughout Marvel roleplay blogs. Maybe I should feel responsible for starting a trend, but I don't - I feel like I'm being replaced. In fact, I know I've been replaced, and I know everyone has a right to do that. It just saddens me to let these good memories go in favor of the awful truth.

Honestly, I've given up trying, and I've given up this horrible, wretched circle game where I feel, for a moment, wanted, only to see that I've been replaced again. It sucks, trust me, if you don't already know for yourself. So, I guess this is my last hurrah, my last thing to say before I crumble to ashes. Its just I don't expect to reappear as a fiery phoenix anytime soon.

So, bye. I guess. I'm done. I quit this blog and everything it once stood for. Life sucks, I guess. :/ It really, really does. My other blogs now include xofthecreed, assassino--x, and speakeroflxes. My personal is whitecollaredwinchester, and my skype is steampoweredmercenary. If you do add me on Skype, please list your URL when you first message me so I know who you are. If I don't recognize the URL I won't accept, so if that happens message me on here.

Anyway, thanks for all the good times. This is Bunni signing of for good.

~ Bunni

#{ out of mercenary } #mynameisnotagent

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"Nothin's ever stupid. Just tell me what's up."

"Dad? Can .. can I talk to you a minute?"

“Yeah Francis, what is it?”

#hawkeyepunch

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"Dad? Can .. can I talk to you a minute?"

“Yeah Francis, what is it?”

#hawkeyepunch

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{ I have lost over 20 followers in the last 2 days. I know I'm not here all the time, but man. Thanks for the ego-boost. }

#{ out of mercenary }

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"I don't hate you, Clint. In fact I still love you, and I'm afraid I always will."

     ”You should hate me…”

     ”—Why do you love me, Mal? All I ever did was hurt you.”

#devxid