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renelrites · 1 year
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Me: Man I hate kids.
*plays make believe with them*
*gets them their favorite snacks*
*grabs their favorite games*
*gets them gifts for no reason*
*makes up games for them to play*
*cooks for them*
*hugs when need be*
Me: Hate em.
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renelrites · 1 year
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I forgot my headphones now I have to listen to actual human beings on my bus I don't like it
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renelrites · 1 year
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every day I wake UP then I start to break UP lonely is a man without LOVE
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renelrites · 1 year
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alright guys I'm single and currently obsessing over Oscar Issac so who wants to be my valentine?
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renelrites · 1 year
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If I think therefore I am, then when I don't think I am not. Not what? Not sure. We must think of that. Now you dwell on the simple fact of thinking, which is a constant state of being. But what about when we sleep? We are not aware of time passing, we are not thinking, therefore we are not. Unless we are dreaming, then we're thinking therefore we are. Henceforth, I think therefore I am; when I sleep I am not. But when we fall asleep, where do we go?
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renelrites · 1 year
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i am such a stone cold freak pls what is love I don't got no time for people they ugly pssh I ain't ever gonna have a crush—
*cute guy proceeds to help me when I hurt my leg*
Oh♥️🥺 hi there🤪✨ you're cute😊♥️ thanks for helping me😩💍 it's almost valentine's day🥺😊♥️ wanna hang out✨🥺😩 for a little bit♥️🥺
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renelrites · 1 year
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Why are all the women hot literally stop being hot.
Ok thank you—
OH NOW THEY'RE CUTE LITERALLY GUYS—
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renelrites · 1 year
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*turns around*
OH HI HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY DO YOU WANT SOME DELICIOUS CHOCOLATE TO GIVE TO YOUR LOVER OR SOME SEXY LINGERIE TO WEAR FOR THEM OR—
it's not even february leave me alone
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renelrites · 1 year
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Listened to When You're An Addams for the millionth time this week.
Read Dance of Thieves constantly this week.
All I thought was
Wow the Ballenger family is a lot like the Addams in a familial ties sense
And then it hit me
And now I can't unseen it
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renelrites · 1 year
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Guess who's back
After the longest fast I've ever faced?
WRONG
The answer is me.
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renelrites · 1 year
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All could be heard in the sumptuous ballroom, filled to the brim with presumptuous people. The outfits worn were only the finest of silk, leather, and many others. The drinks were an opulent assortment of wines and champagne. The room was doused in marble with gold and silver linings. With all of the noise echoing through the ballroom, no one could spot the four out of place teens.
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Such a wonderful paragraph from an old fanfic trial
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renelrites · 1 year
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Starting to get suspicious about these random follows but hey can't complain
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renelrites · 1 year
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GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS LOOK AT MY WONDERFUL AND BEAUTIFUL TEN FOLLOWERS SWEET CHEESE DIDN'T THINK I'D MAKE IT THIS FAR
UHHHH HERE'S A THING I WROTE TO CELEBRATE??? CAUSE I LIKE SUFFERING TO CELEBRATE THINGS ANYWAY YEAH HAPPY FEELIES
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As she walked into the cave, she felt a cold shiver shoot down her spine. The echoes of old screams and old demons filled the shallow rock, ringing in her ears. Water dripped from rocks above her, seeping into her thick, dark hair. She should've been afraid— shaking in her black leather boots— but this was the place where she was supposed to find her fears. If she had known what she was afraid of she wouldn't have come. If she had known what she was afraid of her mother wouldn't have forced her to come.
A second tunnel, smaller than the one she was in, appeared before her in the darkness. She eyed it curiously, vine green eyes glazing over the entrance. A spine-chilling breeze flowed through the tunnel, freezing her bones. The echoes silenced making the sudden breeze more eerie than it should've been. She spotted a sign, words illegible, covered with bloodied chains clanking against each other in a unsteady manner.
"This must be it." She said, voice unwavering and calm.
She strode inside the tunnel, heels clacking against the onyx floor. Walking inside the ominous cave she didn't know what to expect; maybe a serial killer with a silver sword or a mythical creature with teeth darkened with blood perfect for gnawing on her bones. What she didn't expect was... Nothing.
She looked around, blinked a couple of times, wondered if her eyes were closed, but she knew they were open. She knew she was seeing, she had functional eyes, but all she saw was nothing.
A trick, it could've been. A ruse, it must've been. A scam, it couldn't be. A lie, she couldn't see. What was she looking at exactly?
She went to turn around— turn? What was a turn?— and found nothing. 
She reached for an opening and found nothing.
She reached for her aged leather— or was it silk? Cotton?— jacket and found nothing.
She reached for her hands and found nothing.
Was she nothing?
She screamed. Nothing.
She went for the walls— what were walls again? Nothing.
She fell to the ground— what was a ground? Did she reach it? Nothing.
She— who was she?
"Who am I?"
Nothing.
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renelrites · 1 year
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"Oh, I wonder how desperate he is to keep his secret! A dirty little secret it is! Murder and death on the mind of he who keeps it; will the dirty little liar tell his friends?
"Oh, I wonder how desperate she is to keep her secret! A backstabbing sorrow she is! Leading her friends to a trap is what's in it, will she ever show her face again?
"I wonder how desperate you are to keep your secrets! What sneaky little tricks you'd try to play! Face the wrath of those who are affected, or will you try to keep it till the end?"
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Odd little thing I wrote and idk what to do with it tbh
Sounds a bit foreboding, tad creepy, me likey
Affected or effected idk man
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renelrites · 1 year
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How Do You Tame A Beast?
She hugged it.
She took the horrid, black— red? blue?— beast the Elders have deemed Anxiety and hugged the ferocious beast.
The beast froze. It's oddly shaped body looked as if it was drawn by a toddler and, for the first time in ages, the crayon strokes stopped moving. The girl squeezed tighter, choking the death out of it. 
The waxy, hole filled skin of Anxiety cracked. Shocked, the girl loosened her grip and shut her eyes, but she never let go. The skin slowly peeled away, flake by flake, until all that was left was a small colorful creature.
The girl's arms caved in once Anxiety flowed away. She looked at the tiny, round, chubby creature, tilting her head in curiosity. The creature mocked her, tilting it's head along with her. The girl let out a small giggle and the colorful creature turned a light pink. She got down on her knees in front of the creature and tapped the top of it. The creature turned green and shook it's bubble-like head. The girl laughed again, a bit louder. The little creature shifted from green back to light pink and—
It smiled?
The girl scooted back from it, confusion filling her smooth features. The creature frowned and squinted it's color-changing eyes—
Eyes?!
The girl fell back on her rear as the strange creature gained a face. It's eyes were a curved almond shape and it's eyebrows were two thick lines above. It's lips had a plump curve to them and took on a shiny tint.
"You copyin' me," the girl said, a bit shaken but her voice stayed steady.
The creature nodded it's circle head. "I am."
"Why?"
"Because I don't know what else to do."
The girl moved closer to the creature and pat it's head. " 'S ok. I can teach ya somethin' else." She stood up and stretched her dark arms, then she lifted her leg up with her hands. The creature tried to copy her, but fell on it's rear instead. The girl snickered at the fall and the creature turned red. 
Quickly, almost unperceptive, the small, harmless creature turned into a huge dragon. It's scales gleamed a fiery red and it breathed a terrifying blue fire. The girl's eyes widened in grim fear but she stood her ground. A small movement may have scared her but this— big, huge, extravagant expression of anger— didn't shake her at all. This she was used to, this she could handle.
The creature, as quick as it turned, went back to it's original form. It looked shocked, to say the least. It looked up at the girl, red eyes now a indigo apology. 
"I'm sorry."
" 'S ok," she breathed, shaking her messy curls out of her face. "You's had a right t' be mad. M'sorry."
"You talk funny."
"You look funny."
The creature grinned, it's teeth nonexistent and lips a rainbow hue. The girl couldn't help but smile back. "What's your name?" She pondered.
The creature's lips curved into a cat like smirk, then a doggish smile, then— it wasn't clear. It was multiple smiles, too many smiles, every smile imaginable.
"Imagination."
The girl's eyebrows quirked up in a mischievous manner, interested in this new creature— Imagination. She only felt it right to share her own name.
"Love."
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renelrites · 1 year
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Punk
We're not just punks
We're not just rebels
We're all just people who wanna see change
It's not weird
It's not strange
We're all just filled to the brink with rage
Feeling stuck
On a stage
Bars all around like I'm trapped in a cage
It's all new
Comes with age
Running all over never on the same page
Society
It's so fake
Looking around gotta do a double take
The one thing
We all make
Simple little tasks just got high stakes
Supposed to be
A piece of cake
But I gotta do it not for my sake
I just want
To be ok
But that's not allowed in my place
Gotta keep 
Off the brakes
Keep moving pretend it's all great
But it's not
Rebelled too late
Now I'm lost tryna find my way
Just gotta
Accept my fate
Cause I can't change this role I play 
My mind's
Not in a good state
But this loser's still got good taste 
Still a punk
Not a phase
Cause this rebel's gonna last for days
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renelrites · 1 year
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Long live number 42.
Long live the King.
Long live Chadwick Boseman.
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Long Live this Beautiful Soul.
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