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Me when I'm roleplaying as told by Stitch gifs:

When I make a starter

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When no one replies: 

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When I have a lot of replies to do:

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When it’s late and I wanna stay on:

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When I get mean anons or someone I love gets them

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When someone tells me they like my roleplaying, they wanna roleplay with me, or that I’m too good to roleplay with them.

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When I make unforgettable friendships with a partner ooc

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When I make a connection with people in roleplay and explain them to people:

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Me when one of my family members leave. 

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Open rp

“Please, someone help. I’m so horny!”

Pretty sure there's nothing better than pie

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open

am i the only one who thinks the hot weather is wonderful?

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I need a companion.

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You. Come here.

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Finn is being a total douche-bag, I-I’m gonna have to punch him. 

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“I’m bored.. And horny. Someone distract me. Or fuck me.”

“Choked on some skittles… my life just flashed before my eyes.”

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As Meleager sped up the dirt path, he was taken into a trance by a vision, one he had not seen before. He slowed down to a sputter, pushing the brakes until he finally came to a stop. “Hello?” 

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Bandages-{Open}

Ransom walked into the convenience store. He doubted they had any bandages at home anymore. He had gotten in yet another fight. He had a split lip and bruises forming on his forearms and in other places too. Ransom had to stop provoking people, especially people bigger than him. “Hey, you know where the first aid aisle is?” He asked the nearest person. He was a minute or two away from blacking out probably.

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M!A: Genderbend

Bloody hell. What am I suppose to do now?”

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“Can someone come help me take my mind off of this please..”

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I often find myself with an influx of patients either on or after this… familial day. There are so many with, ah, ‘Daddy issues’ as the general public would call it. My parents are long since gone, of course, but it is interesting to watch as others praise their father.

“Happy birthday to me.”

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“…” I’m not sure what he’s doing. He hasn’t eaten or slept, don’t judge him.

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“Stop staring, I’m not crying.”

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... и еще немного постов!