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Looking for Trouble by Gil Elvgren, 1950
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CRUiSiN'
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Slip in pretty 😘
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How do you stand it / When I drive you up the wall?
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I'm a bit late, but welcome back! Will you be reposting Looking For Trouble? It's one of my favorite fics ever. 💜
Thank you @lunaseasblog ❤️❤️ I can't even tell you how happy this ask made me. 😊 It always feels amazing to hear when someone enjoys one of my stories, especially since I've been gone for a while. ❤️
Honestly, I haven't really thought about reposting my old stuff, but maybe if I can figure out how to do a masterlist again (😬 🙈😂) I'll put some stuff back up.
Looking for Trouble was so much fun to write... and I'm definitely not done writing College Drake x Ava. 😋❤️🔥 So there might be more LFT to come.
Thank you so much. 😘😘
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Hmmm, now what can I start tonight?
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@littlxlamb has taken over my pc and is not allowing me to see whatever is happening.
Guess I'll just inject something in me while I wait
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Looking For Trouble
it took me a long time to understand this
but sometimes we fall in love with people
who we understand will wreck out hearts
because there is more safety
in the destruction you know
than the destruction
you cannot see coming
— Iris Song
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Agent Elvis
Just started watching Agent Elvis and I'm already at episode six. I love it. I love all the main characters. I love all the little details about Elvis.
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Agarrénme que ví Elvis y tengo ganas de partirle las piernas a tu madre con mis pasos de bailé galacticos LOOKING FOR TROUBLES
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Also Anna had a taste for tragedy which made me nervous. She always had her eye lifting for heavy drama. She took life intensely and very hard. Whereas I think it is foolish to take life so, as if you were to provoke a dangerous animal which will break your bones in the end in any case.
Iris Murdoch, from Under the Net
#tragedy#drama#i love drama#drama queen#intense#extremes#looking for trouble#opposites#incompatible#bipolar#life is hard#the struggle is real#tempting fate#tragic heroine#too many novels#quotes#lit#words#excerpts#quote#literature#iris murdoch#under the net
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No one left around to help me start Birthday Fun.
If you want something done...
You gotta do it yourself.
I have no problem setting them off alone.
Giggling...I've been waiting. I love using my fire for something loud bright and explosive.
Let My Happy Birthday Weekend Commence.
Welcome to Brooklyn.
~Red
#christinered#sub for dom domme for all#aggressive redhead#alpha female#badass bitch#fireworks#if you want something done#happy birthday week#its my birthday#happy bithday to me#happy birthday weekend#ill start the show#ill do it myself#must be red#redheaded tomboy#just one of the boys#no fear#fear no one#troublemaker#looking for trouble#ringleader#mischievious redhead
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wake up in the morning
I got violence on my mind
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail''#ah tumblr...#writeblr#warm up#idk . having trouble writing rn#ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum#i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for#i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....#no.... not really.....#idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography#like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days#furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing...#this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey.#idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me.#i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will#actually ever happen#ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum
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