@racointeur is where u can find me now <3
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@racointeur is where u can find me now <3
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@racointeur is where u can find me now <3
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my urge to remake my blog is too strong..... think im gonna do it
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🐝 * ― 𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑵. reblog this post and give the person you reblogged it from a small compliment in the tags. just something sweet and simple that’ll hopefully bring a smile to their face.
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how and why do i have 200 of u following me🧍♀️
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🌿 / also robin & nance thank yew
SEND 🌿 TO ACCIDENTALLY GET CAUGHT UNDER THE MISTLETOE / ACCEPTING !
robin is . . . fine ! she is completely , totally , without a doubt , 100% fine ! it's just a stupid mistletoe , right ? & it's not like they have to follow the traditions & it's not like she can even suggest it or joke about suggesting it because this is nancy wheeler & she really does not want to ruin their friendship by being that girl . so , she glances up at the mistletoe & laughter erupts from her , albeit nervous & a little loud , but she's laughing ! " i think steve , uh , was hoping to get lucky tonight . probably didn't think this would happen . " she motions between the two of them & clears her throat , eyes locking with nancy's & suddenly her mouth runs dry & she's pretty sure her throat is closing in on her . IS IT HOT IN HERE TO ANYONE ELSE ? mental note to tell steve to turn the heat down . " um , we obviously ---- i mean, we don't have to do that. obviously. " face scrunches instinctively , fingers curling into her palm . just stop talking !
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starter call / specify muse !
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Lets play the game called "how did you find my blog and what made you want to follow"
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looking @ the ud blogs..... i just replayed like a week ago and i am holding up my emily, chris, & mike muses rn
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it was an easy peasy slope to slide right down . turns out that all of the warnings of like , marijuana being a gateway drug & other stuff you’d say was total bullshit might have actually had a little bit of truth to it ! first came the weed , made you feel light & heavy all at once , gave you the munchies , made kissing feel like . . . a thousand times better . next , the pills : results may vary ! you tend to lean more toward the ones that make you feel like your brain has just been completely shut down & it’s fun to see your parents not even realize that you aren’t really even there with them when you’re summoned for some stupid ass family thing . ( they don’t want you there anyway , public appearances are realllly a bitch , huh , dad ? ) then came the . . .
what was it that you had even taken tonight ?
the ghost of a tight grip around your upper arm remains even after the belt is no longer there , & you’re just swimming through the thick haze of absolute euphoria crashing into your body like a freight train . head falls back into the couch with a sigh & lips remain parted , eyes fixated on the ceiling . slow breaths are exhaled & if you even felt attached to yourself at all , you’d question if you have a heartbeat anymore . the loud bass of the music from the party happening around you is something you feel vibrating your entire body & lips curl into a satisfied smile . the scene before you tells the story enough , handful of needles scattered about the coffee table & a spoon & lighter nearby the bag that holds the remaining powder . you’ve literally never been one to turn down a good time .
are you kidding me ?
his voice is distant , like @wizardslays is existing on an entirely different plane than you and . . . ISN’T HE THOUGH ? isn’t he always ? existing in a very boring , very bland , very not fun plane . one he’s always trying to bring you back down to . take a hiiiiint , is what you would say . instead , response comes out in an incoherent mumble . you can feel him touching you , & maybe you’d even reach up to stop him or pull him in for a kiss because if this feels as good as it does than that’d probably feel like realllly nice , but your arms feel like weights attached to your body way too heavy for you to pick up , so you just lay there in your maxed out bliss , will’s words drawing further & further away . . .
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before i disappear for my nap, i want to remind everyone that rich/ie toz/ier went his whole life never accepting such a huge part of himself until he was reunited w eddie at fucking 40 and then he just loses eddie without ever getting to vocalize it
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