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18 days ago
Current Merry Chrysler πŸŽ„
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2 mos ago
We're fucking cooked, dudes.
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3 mos ago
Moving multiple states away from my home town tomorrow, and it's all sinking in. Holy shit.
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4 mos ago
Beer is liquid bread. Pop-tarts are ravioli. Corn dogs are Popsicles. I will not be explaining.
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4 mos ago
Having a panic attack? Try shaking your ass to the Mama Mia soundtrack instead.
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Haley β˜… 24 β˜… Taurus β˜… EST β˜… Casual Level Group Writer


Welcome fellow writer. I go by many names, but you can call me Haley or pretty much anything else. I stick to causal level groups here on the forum. I have a soft spot for thunderstorms, dark humor, strong coffee, animals, pretty words, feminine rage, mythologies, and all things that go 'bump' in the night. I've lived in the same small southern Appalachian town my whole life, and aim to travel one day. I'm open to the occasional random conversation, but please do not message me asking to write one-on-one; it's simply not something I do these days.

Most Recent Posts

Casual Sex ~ My Darkest Days
Bad Girlfriend ~ Theory of a Deadman
Hey Rachel ~ AS IT IS
The Sound of Silence ~ Disturbed
Remembering Sunday ~ All Time Low
Damage ~ Fit For Rivals
Dammit ~ Blink-182
Level of Concern ~ Twenty One Pilots
Coffee at Midnight ~ Stand Atlantic
True ~ Amaranthe


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Talya had thought that being out in the open and pretending to study would allow her to spot something juicy happening. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. The usual morning joggers, blooming couples and sunrise just wasn’t enough. She was tempted to call and try to let her mother get her to come home, but a gut feeling told her that wasn’t a good idea. Even if she womanned up enough, she seemed to have misplaced her mom's number, and no matter how many times she tried… she couldn’t remember it. Her mother hadn’t called her since Talya had come to San Agustin, a fact that made her frown. Thinking about the whole situation was making her head hurt.

Gathering her things and putting her books back into her bag, Talya threw her book bag over her shoulder before beginning to make her way to the lunchroom. While she wasn’t hungry, maybe she could find a familiar face.

Upon entering the lunchroom, the brunette easily spotted Erica. Giving a small wave to her friend, Talya figured it was best not to poke her nose into whatever Erica had going on at that moment. While this went against her very nature of being nosey, Talya wasn’t about to ruin something for her friend.

Instead Talyas feet lead her right on over to Charles Mallet - a boring looking young man with what Talya assumed to be an even more boring personality. Of course she hadn’t really made an effort to talk to Charles since arriving at the school, but… perhaps he could change her opinion.

Or at least she hoped.

”Morning Charles,” she said, sitting down at the seat across from him. ”How’s your morning going?”

"What is your biggest roleplay pet peeve(s)?"

just realized I have answered none of these questions. oof.
I can deal with apple juice, but the times are very few and far between. I like my apple juice ice cold.

Grape juice though? Nu-uh.
Imagine preferring orange juice over apple juice

This post made by apple juice gang


Heresy.

I hate apple juice


ORANGE JUICE FOR LIFE
I was born and raised in North Carolina.
My first car was a red '95 Pontiac Bonneville SE. Not the prettiest car in the world, but it was comfy as hell.

I now own a black 2013 Mazda 3 Hatchback.
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