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#— ❛❛ // EMMA PERKINS ¦ i was in brigadoon in high school and i fuckin killed it ・ 「 v: ??? 」
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    ᴇɴᴅʟᴇꜱꜱ  ᴍᴏᴏᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅꜱ  ᴏꜰ   :   𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗔 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗦
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if u don’t think the beanies staff did this ur dead wrong & yes indeed emma hated every second of it
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❝ please tell me you didn't actually mean to say that.. ❞ it's an out, emma's begging they'll take it.
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𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧  𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦  𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥  𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧  𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞  𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘  ,  𝙀𝙈𝙈𝘼  𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙎  ?!
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a  cage  with  iron  locks
you  are  an  𝙀𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙈𝘼.  you  take  care  to  remain  that  way.  you  aim to  keep  people  guessing;  your  motives  are  uncertain  even  to yourself.  what  is  it  you  truly  want?  you’ll  never  know  if  you keep  your  heart  𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱  𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆  like  that.  you  deserve  to  be known,  truly  and  fully.  stop  being  afraid  of  what  you  might  find if  you  open  your  heart  up  to  self-reflection.  stop  thinking  that no  one  will  love  you  the  moment  they  𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘋  𝘠𝘖𝘜.  you are  more  than  the  facade  you  put  on.
tagged  by:  i  swiped  this  <3 tagging:  swipe  from  me!
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[  emma  perkins  ↬  paul  matthews  ]  you  do  realize [  emma  perkins  ↬  paul  matthews  ]  hate  watching  hamilton's not  the  flex  you  think  it  is
ft. @risingmccns
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𝗕 𝗘 𝗖 𝗞 𝗬 : ❝ i wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, or anything, but the door was wide open. ❞
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𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘'𝗦  𝗡𝗢  𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞.  at  least  not  at  first.  teeth  are  grazing the  skin  of  her  bottom  lip,  gaze  not  necessarily  resting  on  the redhead,  more  like  past  her.  emma's  far  off,  cheeks  hot,  voice caught  in  the  back  of  her  throat,  tight.  tom's  words  bounce about  in  her  head,  harsh,  cold,  a  call  out  of  massive proportions  that  she,  begrudgingly,  has  to  admit  she  𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙑𝙀𝙎. no  one  else  is  willing  to  do  it  anyway,  she's  got  a  glower known  to  intimidate  even  the  most  unafraid  with  such  ease  and a  quick  wit  that  leaves  most  people  𝙜𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙  𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, something  she's  pretty  fuckin  proud  of.  unfortunately,  at  this moment,  right  fucking  now..  well..  there's  not  much  for  her  to be  proud  of.
what  exactly  𝗜𝗦  her  𝗣  𝗥  𝗢  𝗕  𝗟  𝗘  𝗠  anyway?  she..  𝗝𝗔𝗡𝗘  would have  hated  seeing  him  so  surly,  lonely,  bitter.  she  would  have hated  seeing  how  fractured  he  and  tim  had  become,  barely tossing  sentences  back  and  forth,  a  hollow  shell  of  what  their relationship  had  been.  so,  it's  obvious  she'd  be  happy  to  see him  pick  up  the  pieces,  to  actively  choose  living  day  by  day,  to do  better  for  himself,  better  for  tim.  even  if  that  meant  he'd  be 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜  𝙤𝙣.  yeah,  jane  would  actually  be  so  fucking  ecstatic  to see  him  so  fucking  happy.  the  thing  is,  emma  was  never  as gracious,  or  as  understanding,  as  her  sister,  she  was  short-sighted,  too  easily  lost  in  her  own  ego  and  head--  and  maybe, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩  𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚,  tom's  right..  tom's  right  and  it  is  her  own  regret and  grief,  her  own  inability  to  press  on  forward  that  clouds  her, pushing  her  to  project  and  insist  on  mutual  suffering.  
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so  she'll  take  a  breath  and  shove  shame  aside,  it's  time  to  suck it  up.  umber  and  aqua  hues  finally  meet,  with  emma's  lips quirking  into  somewhat  of  a  smile,  awkward,  ❝  you  𝗗𝗢  𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗘 a  screen  doesn't  really  count  as  a  door,  right?  ❞  a bark of  joke,  a  white flag,  𝘢  𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦  𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨,  ❝  you  can  come  in  y'know..  i  know  i  was kind  of..  a  jerk  earlier,  but  i  promise  i  won't  bite  your  head  off. ❞  truth  be  told,  he  could  do  worse  than  becky.  she's  nice enough,  almost  too  nice  for  emma's  taste,  but  for  her  𝗦𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥, for  𝗧𝗢𝗠,  for  𝗧𝗜𝗠,  she'll  try,  ❝  it's  been..  a  day.  which  is  no excuse,  like  i  totally  get  that.  it's  just..  i'm..  fuck,  uh  i'm  not really  good  at  this.  i  guess  what  i'm  tryin  to  say...  uh..  i'm  sorry. really.  think  we  can  get  a  do  over?  ❞
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𝗣𝗔𝗨𝗟  :  ❛  so  apparently  the  'bad  vibes’  i’ve  been  feeling  are  actually  severe  psychological  distress.  ❜
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if  there's  a  duo  that's  𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗦,  it's  paul  &  his theatrics.  no  one  would  have  guessed  that  the  mild  mannered man  was  a  wound  up  ball  of  stress.  but  emma  perkins?  oh  she's  𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙,  almost  too  good  at  seeing  beyond  the  mask. peeling  back  layers  effortlessly,  seeing  the  world,  and  it's inhabitants  for  𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩  𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮  𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮  𝙖𝙧𝙚.  and  with  paul,  it's  no  different.  what  she  sees  is  someone  who  (  on  paper  )  should be  really  goddamn  irritating;  so  serious  with  a  penchant  for rambles  that  tumble  out  a  mile  a  minute,  pretty  damn  difficult to  follow  if  you  ask  her--  but  (un)fortunately  for  the  barista,  he's pretty  fucking  𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨,  evident  by  the  soft  smile  tugging away  at  her  lips,  a  rare  display  of  sincerity.  which  is  totally ruining  her  whole  crabby,  '  𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲  𝗺𝗲  𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲  '  vibe  she's  got  goin'  on.  but  whatever,  paul's  in  a  crisis  and  emma's  here  to  do what  she  does  best.  the  smile  gets  swept  away,  her  elbows  rest firmly  on  the  counter  as  she  leans  forward,  head  tilted,  eyes narrowed,  ❝ ㅤi  hope  you  know  that  ' 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲  𝗽𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 '  doesn't  justify  a  free  coffee. ㅤ❞
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𝗣𝗙𝗙𝗧.  she's  totally  kidding.  it's  not  like  she  cares.  and  it's  not  as if  beanies'll  hurt  over  one  free  cup  of  black  coffee.  ❝ ㅤseriously though,  on  a  scale  of  ' 𝘪  𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥  𝘮𝘺  𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘭  𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 '  to  ' 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦  𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘭  𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 '  how  bad  is  it?ㅤ ❞  it's  a  fair  question,  she's come  to  expect  the  unexpected  with  him.  pouring  his  coffee takes  less  than  a  minute.  it  takes  even  less  than  that  for  her  to hop  out  from  behind  the  counter,  toss  out  a  break announcement  over  her  shoulder,  and  drag  paul  to  an  empty table,  hastily  setting  his  cup  down  &  sliding  it  over.  ❝ㅤ it  better be  a  𝙂𝙊𝙊𝘿 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙊𝙉--  i'm  giving  up  my  break  for  you.ㅤ ❞
incorrect  quotes  meme  (  x  )  ft. @wasworthy
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[  emma  perkins   ↬    lex  foster  ]  think  you  can  stop  tryna  give tom  an  aneurysm   [  emma  perkins   ↬    lex  foster  ]  i  swear  he  looks  like  he's  about to  explode [  emma  perkins   ↬    lex  foster  ]  what  did  you  do  
ft.  @thrillor // emma perkins & lex foster
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