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Sorry I'm not advanced. :I
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She whined under her breath before shrugging. "That's fine," she mumbled, pulling at some grass absently.
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Sorry I'm not advanced. :I
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She whined under her breath before shrugging. "That's fine," she mumbled, pulling at some grass absently.
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x
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"Almost three, I think. I don't like it," he mhmbled absently. He glanced over and frowned slightly, eveadropping on Nate and Melanie's conversation.
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x
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Mumbling a quiet, 'Night' in return, Tal laid out of the couch and sighed, watching the fire.
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Nooooo
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wqhat about idk stuff
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[size=11pt]I can't get these memories out of my mind.
And some kind of madness has started to evolve.
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"Yeah, I lived in New England as a kid. I move out here to... get away," He frowned and stuffed tips in his pocket. "It's the past, so.. it.. it doesn't matter," He mumbled almost silently, as if he was trying to reassure himself.
Jerrold looked at her and smiled away, his face evening out. "Tell me some stuff you like. Color, food, music."
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well not lately
QuoteRecently people have been claiming to be Advanced, but when they roleplay they only give two or three sentences. They don't use proper writing skills like grammar, punctuation, and spelling, yet they somehow manage to post willingly on these types of threads.
but i mean my depressions getting to the point i dont even know how to be creative anymore with ym writing and art
im stuck
I asked my mom for antidepressants finally, so maybe after I get them I'll start improving. :(
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"Not really- why?" She glanced at him, her cocoa colored eyes studying him with a slightly untrusting look. "You going to throw me off a tower or something?" Erin chuckled a bit, her left hand with the scar taking his as she tugged herself up with his help. She thanked him and waited for a response.
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x
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Kyle stopped listening after they got quiet, and he stared at himself in the mirror. "Uh-?" He had stopped listening for a moment. "Oh! Oh, yeah, thanks. Sorry. Lost my mind for a second," He frowned and sighed, closing his eyes. He latched his fingers under the black hair apron thingy, thinking to himself.
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si seniorita
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Talia was laying face down on the couch, a pale arm hanging off and her legs kicked over the opposit arm rest. Her black hair was curled from not being washed the night before, covering her head and spilling off into the floor a bit.
Yes, she had fallen asleep there.
Not even the sound of students and players milling around the room awoke her. Hannah sighed and at least picked up paper from the ground, frowning at what looked like some satanic language written on it. Cheyenne laughed at her, explaining that she talked to her cousin via fireplace.
"Oh," Flustered, she carefully tucked them under Talia's arm. Laughing quietly, they both headed out and for breakfast.
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;; it was on your plot thread
but i'm sorry to hear that augh
my grades are fine, my creativity's just gone, and it's been that way since about august.
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She laughed a bit and nodded. "That's fine. Just don't drop me, that wouldn't be nice." She rubbed the back of her neck and glanced away, hiding her hand.
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if you want ; u ;
o ya what was that idea about how he got founded?
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tis reply sucks i am sorry
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Whining, the girl blushed even in her sleep, absently pushing his face away as she shifted, tucking her arms under her and rolling towards the inside of the couch.
Never a morning person. Well, not after being kept up all hours of the night.
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makes a slightly possessed noise
Oh dang. I feel pressured into good grades becuase-
1. Everyone cheats off me in every class.
2. My brother's a year behind in graduating because he has bad grades, and always has. Meanwhile the worst I've gotten on a report card is a 65 in science in 6th grade, and then my stupid teacher who gave everyone a bad grade in 7th grade gave me a 68 the first nine weeks. (Needless to say, she was kicked out of the 'Grizzly Den' hallway as it was called for being a bad teacher and spreading students personal life {mine} around.)
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"Eraser burn," She muttered, tucking her hands into her hoodie once again. "Over the summer," She looked away, her emotion getting a bit bitter. "Are we going or not?"
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poor melanie though ;;;;
but there will be a way to make it all betterrrrr
and kyle has two managers- both his mom and dad, remember? :P
and yessssss time skip >u< can we start that omg
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She groaned and hit him again before realizing she was moving. Screaming, she hit him and started fighting him, not sure of where she was at that moment. The confused girl managed to roll from his arms and hit the ground hard, knocking the air from her lungs.
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;;
I'm so sorry. That sounds like hell. A lot worse than what happens when I make a bad grade. I made a 65 on my Mississippi county quiz today, and I'll probably just get a shake of the head.
That sucks, man.
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"It was." She looked at him. "I took an eraser to my skin as a dare." She scoffed and shook her head, looking away.
Well, the part about the dare was the lie. But it was an actual eraser burn.
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;;;
True there
And hugs u again and offers the bacon fried rice im making
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x
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yeah
oh fuck I just fucking ruined dinner. My stupid ass poured hot bacon grease into a plastic bowl and it melted the bottom and its all over the counter and the rice is sticking to the pot and i dont have any way of fixing dinner
fuck im so fucking stupid im crying like a baby because im fucking retarded and everything I do is wrong
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She paused. "Storme. You don't know him, he lives at the orphanage sometimes." She nodded.
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x
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Her eyes looked up and she looked slightly mad, hitting him on the arm lightly. "Don't scare me!" She wheezed out, rubbing her chest.
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x
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Looking at it, Kyle smiled and brushed his hands through. He turned and grinned. "Thanks, both of you. You too, Melanie."