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C-hillout
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[2013-10-19 11:44:37 +0000 UTC]
"G.A.N.G.S.T.A"
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 184; Deviations: 29; Watchers: 449
Watching: 1093; Pageviews: 12051; Comments Made: 3665; Friends: 1093
# About me
"I'm literally 21 years old right now and I'm in my Senior year of college. what an I gonna do when this year is over? I'm still single but you can still find me Tinder account if you're in my area.# Comments
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"Bro, my party was so epic I blacked out for almost a month!! But thanks for the birthday wishes man." She smiled purely, nervously scraching the back of her head.
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"You want a hot body?
You want a bugatti?
You want a maserati?
You better work bitch.
You want a lamborghini?
Sip martinis?
Look hot in a bikini?
You better work bitch.
You wanna live fancy?
Live in a big mansion?
Party in France?
You better work bitch.
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
Now get to work bitch!" ~Brittney Spears
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"Idk what's with donut places man. gotta have some matching letters shit. krispy kreme, dunkin donuts. It's weird."
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"Omg, midterms! I need coffee!! STARBUCKSSSSSSSSS!!!!!"
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The blonde woman walked a long the white sanded coast,
the wind blowing the sheer overlay she wore on top of her swimsuit
to the side. She picked up the side of it and pulled it up to her hips,
keeping it way from her ankles. The blazing sun beat down on her pale
skin and the scent of the sea breeze washed over her like a wave; it smelled
amazing. It'd been a long time since she's been to a beach, partly due to the
fact that she'd burn if she went all the time. For right now she'd just enjoy it
though, take in all the sounds, sights, and smells the lovely island had to offer.
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The Jamaican sat near the crashing waves, watching as the water carried alone of the sand from beneath her feet. She hummed a soft tune as she hugged her knees, looking into her crystal blue water.
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She continued walking until a small figure in the distance continued to grow larger and larger
until she could see the shape of a young woman. She wasn't much for conversation, but it would be
nice to talk to someone while she was here. Lillibet thought she looked friendly enough, anyway.
She let the blue water wash over her feet as she neared the woman, plopping her self down about
two feet away from her. "Hello" She said quietly, tracing a single finger in the sand.
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((Tay! Can I rp with Pirate! Jamaica!? Prease!?))
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Yeah, sure uv u))
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((Woo! Shoulx I start or-))
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Can you start please?))
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Alfred was scard no scard wasn't the right word. terrified is more like it. Alfred decided to screw around with England's magic stuff and look were that got him. On a ship in the middle of the big blue ocean!
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Phyre chuckled as she looked down at the American lying confused on the middle of her ship. "'aving a nice time down dere~?" She asked sweetly with a soft smile.
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Alfred shot up rubbing his head.
"W-were am I!? Who are you!?" Alfred took a step back.
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"Were am I, w'o are you" She mimicked his voice, her crew laughing behind her. She held her hand up and they stopped automatically. "I'm Phyre and you're on de Black Pearl." She smirked.
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"Dude its not funny!" He said whiping dirt off of his caption America T-shirt.
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She glared at him. "You will refer to me as captain, you ungrateful little-" She stopped herself from going on. "Baxton, take...dat to get it changed. I can't stand looking at it like that." She whispered to her first mate.
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"Hey! This t-shirt wasn't cheep!" He said as he pouted. "Why is everyone dressed so weird! Wait what is todays date!?"
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"W'at is a date?" She asked, casting a questionable look.
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"What day is it today!?"
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You're welcome~!))
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You're welcome~!))
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Sure you can my dear~!))
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It was raining, and it was cold, stormy to be exact. It was a horrible day to be outside, yet, this young boy, who sounded and looked like a girl, was sitting in a field, eyes closed, and just...Well there.
He let out a little sigh at himself, and then looked forward. He shouldn't be out in a cold, he was so young, he could get easily ill. But he didn't care, he was waiting. Waiting for someone he had been waiting for a very long time. He usually went here every day when he could- he didn't want a chance to miss him , if he was even still alive. And, whenever the Italian boy never saw him, he'd stand up, shed only one tear, and say the same thing as he always said; "Maybe tomorrow."
So, he was sitting down, and the only reason he was even there, was because that's the field him and Holy Rome shared their bests moments together. He would smile, pray, write in his journal if the weather was good enough, and just hope he'd come back. Except, the other never came back, he never would, he never could. Everyday, this boys hope got lower, got so low to a point where it would get dangerous.
And on this particular day, he had it. He just sat there, crying his eyes out, hoping no one would see, and just shouted. "W-WHY WONT YOU COME BACK--"
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Hearing the shouts of whom she thought was a young girl, Jessie rushed towards the sound and it lead her to a somewhat sacred ground. She saw the young boy on the ground, crying. She approached him with caution and keeled beside him. She rubbed his back in little circles.
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He continued crying for a very long while, until finally, from the comfort of the other, his crying resolved to sniffing. Although, still, he said nothing, and just sat on the floor, looking down. "...I-I want him back, miss. Why wont he come back?" He said, still through sniffs and with a depressed sound of voice. He rubbed his eyes, still looking on the floor.
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She sat next to him and took him into her arms, still rubbing his back. "Who won't come back?" She asked him softly.
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"H-Holy Roma....Why wont he come back...Why is life so cruel..." he said, just staring into a distance, head slightly tilted, looking more than helpless.
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'Holy Rome?' She thought to herself. She lifted his head up so he could look at her. "Maybe he's...caught up in something very important. But I'm sure he thinks about you sweetie." Jessie spoke softly.
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His eyes looked at her, but they looked like almost nothing. There was just pure sadness, depression, to be shown in him, nothing else at all.
He sighed. "Think?" he huffs and shakes his head. "S-Stupida! I-I want him, here, now!"
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Ihaditwrongthewholeentiretimeimsosorryimanass!--))
"Watch your mouth!" She gasped. "How- better yet, where do you think he is? We can go get him! Or is it not that simple." Jessie said sarcastically, yet simply with a dead expression.
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Hi, I'm the admin of . Sorry for not replying to any messages or any inactivity, because I've lost the password for this account and many others. I'll notify you when I've made the new one. Sorry for any inconvenience ewe"
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No problem~! I hope we can rp sometime!))
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London slowly walked towards Jessie."Hi ...I just got through a bad break up~"She sulked.
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"Okay?" She cleared her throat. "What does that have to do with me?" She asked softly, crossing her arms.
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"I wanted to talk to someone..." She pouted.
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"But how could I be of any assistance towards your gloomy mood over a break up? One of which I have never endured in my lifetime." She mumbled. "I recommend that you speak to someone with the expertise of what you are going through. I'll be of little to no help for you."
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"Yeah you're right~" she mumbled.
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"It sparkles in the sunlight, that watch. So please take good care of it." Jessie whispered.
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