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I rly like Car Seat Headrest.
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Felix got Ollie giggling kicking feet twirling his hair thinking that they will finally have a date and Felix asking him out then boom
"Truly, blissfully happy" makes me sad really...Oliver had high hopes...
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My poor innocent sweet lovely partner just trying to get me to tell him what is wrong and talk to him. I wish he understood that while he loves me enough to worry about me, I love him enough not to tell him why he should be worried. Thats why this works.
#when will said “i didnt want u to hear that shake in my voice my pain is my own” he was so real for that#blah blah blah you didnt see this post blah blah
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(flirting) you look like you bruise really easily haha. i can smell fear btw
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Really felt it when Will said we gotta go back 15 times in a row
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We are hi
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idk if mom jeans fans are on Tumblr but i saw them recently and it was so awesome
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Being miserable used to be my perfect little inside joke. Not anyone else's problem, all for me. I still don't want it to be anyone else's problem. But it's not a perfect little inside joke anymore. I literally want to fucking kill myself. It's not funny for me anymore.
This isn't a cry for help, I don't want anyone's help. I don't want messages about this shit, that's why I'm posting it here to strangers instead of anywhere else where people know me- because I need to vent about it, but I don't want the attention it'll bring, so please don't give it to me. The only person who can help me is me.
#already canceled my plans today#trying to hard to remove all of evidence of my existence off of the internet but my leaks are everywhere#if you know me irl and saw this post no you didnt.
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The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
Artist: poppunkpie
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quick school project
all done in canva besides my watermark
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I will go to heaven,
You won't go to heaven,
I will go to heaven,
I won't see you there.
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wait i can abuse substances instead of feeling things
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Farleigh Brainrot hitting hard
He moves back to America. There’s nothing he gives a shit about in Europe anymore since his cousins are dead and Sir James is staying true to his word of cutting Farleigh off.
He goes for a law degree, since the Catton Siblings did always like Legally Blonde.
He moves around a lot. So many places start to remind him of Saltburn or Oxford eventually.
During a bender in Atlanta, he learns how to shoot a gun. Shotgun, specifically. That has flair. He fucks a few farmhands, gets better and better at aiming—it’s a good time.
Farleigh revisits Saltburn for the first time since he moved. Since Sir James and Auntie Elspeth had passed away.
And Oliver is there, that little parasite. And he looks good. Crazed, but hot.
They have a horrible game of cat and mouse. They fuck a few times. Farleigh slips something in his drink.
They’re in bed after a wild night. Oliver is out cold.
Farleigh straddles him, the blue light of the moon casting shadows over the room.
And he shoots him. Point blank through the skull.
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stop looking at me with those big doe eyes. i’m gonna kill and eat you
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