i need you here with me all the time

Lauren Spotify Updates

She has add “Know, by Syd” at her playlist “beatz doe”… let’s check out the lyrics…

Baby don’t, let me go babe
Baby don’t, don’t say no babe
Can’t nobody know, nobody, no
Keep it between us, can’t let ‘em see us
It’ll be our secret, don’t wanna get caught creeping

Is it really cheating, who says we’re cheating

Don’t let nobody know
Let’s keep it on the low

And as long as he don’t
Long as she don’t
We’ll lay back and play the game
And as long as he don’t
Long as she don’t
Ain’t no need to play it safe

Here we are, all alone babe
If we had a little more time, I’d take it slow babe
You can stay 'til the morning, when we wake up jump on it
It’s the way that you flaunt it, lets me know that you want it, and I
Can’t, say, no

Keep it secret baby they don’t have to know (they don’t have to know girl)
No more pictures baby put away your phone (put away your phone girl)
Let em wonder what we do when we’re alone
Cause you know how I like it babe, let’s do this in private baby
Keep it secret baby (let’s keep it on the low)
We don’t need it baby (let’s keep it on the low)
Privacy is golden (let’s keep it on the low)
So don’t get too excited babe
Don’t tell them about it baby

Keep it on the low
On the low, girl, keep it on the low

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Lauren also started to follow a new playlist called “sad”….the user is “sofib27″…

I’m not sure who’s this Sofi (o.O), but… this person “Ana Jauregui Cabello” also follows that same user tho…

Idk if that user is from Sofi, Camila’s sister because the other playlists don’t seem like a music taste from a child…

Lauren follows the user not just her playlist… 


that’s all, folks!

Managing a big community!

I think the only bad thing about managing a big community is when people want to start drama or spread lies about your community. Specially when other community harass you!

It’s not good at all and at least with me, my mental health can’t deal with this so well! But all the rest… It’s so good! I love taking care of people and helping everyone! And you guys make me so happy!

I think I can say that I’m proud of this community and managing Teenietots is the best thing ever! All babies and carers and sibs here are amazing and I love you all!

Can I have a hug too? Sometimes mommy needs love too!! I’m kinda having a hard time and all the harassment I get it’s not really nice, my borderline ass can’t deal with that, hehe. Sorry about the borderline ass XD

The Letter

I wrote a small Drabble/one-shot about Kagome and her feelings about her dad. I was listening to music and it reminded me of her. I need to edit it but here it is!

Genre: angst, hurt/comfort

InuKag

Kagome plopped down at a well-worn desk with pen marks scattered along the surface. A pen and paper covered the surface today. With a deep sigh, she picked up the pencil and started to write.

Dearest Dad,
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. I’ve grown up nicely, just like you wanted me to. I’m fifteen now. Has it been nine years already? I can’t believe that it’s been that long. All I know is that I have remembered you every day since you left, and that I miss you. I wish you were here.

Wetness threatened to run wild upon her crumpled face. Words raged out of the ink pen like fire.

Can you see me, Dad? Are you watching me from up there?

The writing utensil shook in her unsteady hands, her chest heaving with silent sobs. Her eyes were blank- either void of emotion or completely consumed by them. Even Kagome herself was unsure.

Are you proud of me? Have I become the woman you hoped I would be?

Saline stains blurred the ink as she took her head in her hands. After a few minutes, she picked up the pencil and resumed her assault on the offending lined paper.

I still have the bracelet you gave me for my sixth birthday. If only I’d known that a week later, you’d gone. I would have treasured it so much more, but that is not the nature of life. Is it? We never know when those we love will leave us. Just tell me one thing… Why’d you have to die so soon?

Vision blurred and the sound of the pen scratching against the paper slowed.

“Why?” Kagome screamed, knowing her whole family wasn’t there to hear her. In a renewed burst of energy, the pen flew across the page.

Was there anything I could have done? Why was it you? Why weren’t you there for me when I needed you? What am I supposed to do without you? Am I supposed to try to be happy and just try to pretend you never existed? I don’t want to forget you… Why couldn’t I say goodbye?

Kagome’s hands balled into fists, crunching the mechanical pencil in her grip. Loud sobs wracked her small body. Wrapping her hands around her chest and torso, Kagome silently prayed that all the pieces of her shattered heart would be able to fit back together at the end of the day.

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Inuyasha jumped out of the well and knew something was wrong before his feet hit the dirt floor. The strong, burning stench of grief and sadness was oppressive enough to make his eyes water. He sniffed, searching for the smell of blood. None.

It had to be Kagome. She had said that her family was away, but she needed to come back to study for some ‘test’ or something. He wasn’t sure what a test was, but it must be something really awful to make her this upset… He would have to torture it, no matter how much she begged him to be merciful!

Inuyasha picked a spot underneath her window to keep watch. He figured he should just let her be alone for a while. Kagome was not the type of girl to cry in front of other people and she would sure as hell ‘sit’ him if he showed up on her window ledge now. Once she had calmed down, he would be able to go up and see her. His heart wrenched when her sobs reached the sensitive appendages atop his head. The sounds of her pain made it that much harder not to go and comfort her. However, what he heard next almost left him in tears.

“Why didn’t you say goodbye to me before you died? Why couldn’t they keep you alive long enough that I could have told you how much I love you,” Kagome’s voice gradually lowered from a yell to a whisper. It was obvious that she was unaware that anyone was listening, but Inuyasha looked up toward her open window. This was a demon that he could not kill, this was not a monster he could not torture. This was something even he couldn’t fix. It was a grief he knew extremely well.

“I just wanted to hold your hand one last time. I just wanted to see you smile one last time. Please… come back.” If Inuyasha wasn’t a half demon, he wouldn’t have been able to hear those last words. Whatever happiness he had felt when coming to see her had completely vanished. The overwhelming need to comfort her spread like wildfire and tingled in his extremities.

“Goodbye, Daddy. I love you.” The words were barely above a whisper. Although, for Inuyasha, it was the loudest he’d ever heard her voice.

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A loud sigh filled the air and Kagome wiped away the mix of saline and snot from her face. Cringing when her hand came into view, the girl picked up a tissue and cleaned the rest of her face and hands. Thoroughly exhausted and emotionally drained, Kagome looked out her window for the first time since waking up that morning. Despite feeling lethargic and withdrawn, there was something about the mid-spring sunlight that calmed her. The thought crossed her mind that some time outside might not be a bad thing, especially considering how difficult the past hour had turned out.

Spending some extra time, Kagome took a side trip to the bathroom. Staring into the mirror, the extent of the fluid her crying session exuded became abundantly clear. Though she had wiped her face, there were still light mascara streaks and snot trails on her cheeks. Cracking a weak smile, a quiet chuckle escaped her chapped lips.

It only took her a few minutes to feel satisfied with her appearance once again. Stepping outside, she took a deep, relaxing breath. A look down told her that her hands were still a little shaky from her emotional episode earlier. One of the sun’s rays suddenly shone in front of her, almost as if it was beckoning her closer. Kagome smiled weakly and accepted the inadvertent invitation by stepping forward.

Arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her close. Instinctively, she jumped and tried to move away but the arms held her tighter. Normally, this would have been enough to make Kagome go into self defense mode, but the familiar smell and red clothing were enough to give away the identity of the stranger. Although his presence surprised her, it was not unwelcome.

Kagome was aware that Inuyasha had also lost his father at a very young age. A feeling of comfort swept through her chest. Even though she had come home to deal with the anniversary of her father’s death alone… the feeling of Inuyasha’s arms helped her realize that she needed someone who knew what she was going through.

“So, how much did you hear?” said a hoarse, mousy voice.

Inuyasha ignored the question, the answer wasn’t important anyway.

“Kagome,” The sound of his own voice was strange. A soft, sincere sound emerged from the mouth that normally spewed brash insults and sarcasm.

“I’m sorry…” He paused. “About your father.”

Kagome only nodded, but her scent spiked with sadness. Sighing, he turned her so that they were face to face. Even then, she looked down at her feet. Her grip on the sides of his haori provided the only indication of need for his presence.

Thinking of what to say, Inuyasha pulled her closer. The idea of close contact with her usually scared him, but he ignored his own emotions in the face of hers. She was more important than anything.They sat in silence for what felt like hours, but he knew it hadn’t been any longer than twenty minutes. Inuyasha exhaled and was just about to speak when…

“Thank you for coming,” a quiet voice crooned. Kagome’s eyes shined with sincerity. It wasn’t clear to him what he had done to help her, but the scent of her sadness slowly dissipated. A warmth cascaded up his arm and he felt a small hand grip his tightly.

She wouldn’t look at him, but he could feel the heat radiating from her cheeks. Eyes slowly rolled upwards to meet his. Slow gusts of wind blew through her hair. The second his eyes met hers, it was almost as if the whole world went silent. There was only her, only Kagome.

“Thanks for not saying anything. I just needed to know that someone was there.” Kagome’s voice wavered.

Inuyasha only nodded. He wasn’t sure what to say. This was not the type of thing he was good at. Slaying demons, hunting prey, being alone… THAT is what he’s good at. Not comforting a woman, especially this woman.

“Keh, I didn’t do anythin’.” He spoke truthfully.

“You’re stupid.” Kagome giggled as she spoke. A genuine smile broke out across her face for the first time that day.

anonymous asked:

So i need some advice, my daddy has cheated on me three times. Twice over text and he kissed another girl. Ik it's silly but I don't know what to do. I love him, and I can't bring myself to leave someone I love. So, what do I do mister?

Silly? You dont know what to do?

are you even serious?

Is this like a serious question? you honestly dont know what to do?

Heres a scenario for you:

You get a puppy! yayyyyy a puppy!!!! its cute and cuddly and its all sunshine and rainbowwws!! ahhhhh!!! puppppyyyy!!!!!

Now that puppy grows a little.. and guess what, it doesnt exactly care about being cuddled or thrown the ball anymore. In fact, its gone to the dog park and seen that theres others it could get that from.

So what does it do?

it bites off your arm.

OUCHY RIGHT? I MEAN CHEESE AND CRACKERS PUPPY… i raised you and loved you and fed you and cuddled you and gave you my everything and you bite off my arm?! well… i loves you though sooo… im gonna keeps you because youre my puppy and OBVVVVVIOUSLY theres no other puppies out there.

anyways…. you can get by with one arm right? I mean.. washing your other armpit with the leftover arm might be hard, but thats ok. you love your puppy… the one who just took a dump in the living room and knocked its water bowl over… the one who keeps doing this little things that are making your life extremely stressful and difficult….but oh right,… you love puppy…. 

but time goes on.. and… cuddling puppy with one arm kinda makes you think about when it bit you. but then whats it do? turns around and bites off your other arm. DANG PUPPY… FUH REAL DOH??? BUT I LOVE YOU… WHY YOU DO DIS TO ME?!

puppy dont care…. puppy is gonna do and get what puppy wants. so for good measure, now that you cant defend yourself because puppy realizes you will just take the punishment.. then puppy gets wise and bites off your leg.

that way youre now trapped.

because without any arms and no ability to get out of the situation youre in.. puppy has turned into a rabies infected, slobbering, evil…  junkyard dog, and hes going to keep eating you.. and eating you… until one day… youre going to wake up and have nothing but a blank grey face with a pair of sunglasses on.

ohhhh puppy love. how grand it is……

anonymous asked:

:O I am not! I'm trying to be helpful. I'd rather you know all the possible outcomes ahead of time before one of them happens and leaves you surprised and depressed. Theres always the possibility this gets stuck, but its small. Would you rather be stuck he and surprised or stuck here and already had a plan incase you were stuck?

DON’T YOU THINK I HAVEN’T THOUGHT OF THE POSSIBILITY OF ME, GETTING STUCK HERE?!?! WHAT THAT WOULD MEAN?

IF I GET STUCK, I WOULD HAVE TO START ALL OVER AGAIN WITHOUT ANYONE I EVER KNEW!!! THEY’D BE GONE. I’D NO LONGER GET TO SEE THEM. EVERYONE WOULD NEED TO GET TO KNOW ME ALL OVER AGAIN!!! I GOT MEMORIES OF EVERYONE THAT THEY DON’T HAVE?!?!

MY RELATIONSHIP WITH MY BROTHER WOULD BE RUINED! HE WOULD HAVE TO GET TO KNOW A COMPLETE STRANGER!! I WOULD NOT BE HIS BROTHER. HE WOULDN’T BE MY BROTHER.
MY SANS FIXED UP HIS ACT. HE WORKED ON HIS PROBLEMS. HE WEARS PANTS TO NORMAL. HE’S… HE’S HAPPY. AND WE WERE ALMOST LIKE BEST FRIENDS… IT’S NOT THE SAME. NOTHING ABOUT THIS WOULD BE THE SAME…

MY FRIENDS WOULDN’T KNOW ME!!! I’D BE A COMPLETE STRANGER TO THEM!! AND THEY WOULD ALL GO INTO THINGS ASSUMING I WERE SOMEONE ELSE!!

MY RELATIONSHIP WITH ROAN WOULD BE RUINED BECAUSE I AM NOT HIS HONEY. I HAVE TOO MANY MEMORIES OF A TIME WE NEVER SHARED!!! HE WOULD HAVE TO GET TO KNOW ME ALL OVER AGAIN!! I’M NOT SCRUB, I THREW AWAY THAT NAME, I’M PAGE. WE’RE DIFFERENT PEOPLE, I’M OLDER! I’M MORE EXPERIENCED!

MY RELATIONSHIP WITH MY SONS… WOULD NEVER HAPPENED. THEY MIGHT NOT BE MY SONS ANYMORE, EVEN.

HARLOW… HARLOW WILL NEVER GET BORN… HARLOW WOULDN’T BE BORN, OH MY GOD, NO..

YOU’RE NOT HELPING.

So guys! The #Ky Don’t Look tag has been updated. Please look the page over for full details. You can find it in the rules on any of my blogs, but I’m still copying it over so click the link below to be safe!

                              Here’s a link to the page.

To summarize the changes:

  • I’d like discussion of corporal punishment tagged.
  • Flashing and Shaking Gifs need to be tagged too.
  • And now that the season is coming up especially, please tag discussion of school and graduation.

For full explanations, like I said, click the link. Thank you for your time and understanding!

This post will be queued across all of my accounts; I apologize to my loyal followers who follow me everywhere. ;w;

amc1995  asked:

Hey hun, I just wanted to let you know that your daddy will come around. When men get upset, sometimes they really just need some distance. I know its hard. But I tell all my friends this. The way men process stuff, we get really frustrated quickly, and blow up for a bit. But once we sleep, we can calm down. Give him some distance. I know it will be hard, but he will come around.

Thank you so much for the advice Aidan. It really means a lot to me. Most of the time I just post stuff for my followers to see and comment/react to, but I genuinely didn’t know what to do here and it was great to get a little help. Thank you again.

Originally posted by jesusache

Ok experiment time

Hands up everyone who fancies or has ever fancied @ectoholtzmann. Unbelievably she doesn’t believe me that people on here do. Or that she has a fan club. Note to the fan club - you need badges ;)

And remember, if you don’t be honest she will actually think I’m lying, and worse than that I will get all sad because her beautiful face isn’t getting the recognition it deserves.

Or like… send me anons if you want to remain anons. I NEED HER TO BELIEVE ME X’D

Rain

Why did you create the night?
Was it so I could have the morning?
When I feel the eyes prepare their fight.
I begin to brace myself for the mourning.
I’m fishing for the prize, I just need one more bite.
I’m calling from the desert, please let it start pouring.

I’m tantalizing all Your creation.
My throat is hoarse from this lack of hydration.
Maybe I should take some time to drink.
Yet I refuse the water as I sit here and think.
I can solve all things if I just use my brain.
Why won’t you just solve all my pain?
Why won’t you just pour me some rain?

Needing proof for something I’ve proven.
Is it blasphemous to worry about my future?
I’ve given up all I have in hope I’d see some rain.
But now that it’s just me and you who’s left to blame?
We know I’m in denial but that’s all I have left.
I’ve been thirsty for so long and you have plenty to share.
It’s okay though, we’ll just make believe no one cares.
They don’t get it but the perfect image is me fixing my hair.

I don’t fear death in fact I embrace it, if the opportunity showed itself I’d probably just face it.
I concurred my anger now I’m cold as stone, the only time I crack is when I’m stuck here alone.
I won’t accept love when all I see is my mess, maybe that’s why when people see me they destress.
Fear is my favorite demon the one who knows me inside and out, he rules with an iron fist and pushes me to doubt.
Pain is my mask I use so well, they question my outsides while I die on the inside.
Life the roller coaster, the cliche metaphor, just like my stories I’m sure you’ve never heard that one before.
If you hadn’t caught the pattern my demons are catching back up to me, I try to persevere but all I want is an open sea.
Why does happiness insist on rubbing joy in my face?
What coward left his fear all over this place?

I wish for more people like Ruby, like my Brother and Sister.
I say I just need somebody to listen, to understand.
I’m still trying to hold this water in the palm of my hand.
You can’t make me accept your love, no one can.
Why do you lie to me to tell me I’m doing great.
How are you proud of all the things I desecrate.
Is this blasphemy to challenge You on Your grounds.
You can read my prayers here, do You hear me crying now?
You know my inspiration for this session.
You know I never learn my lesson.
You know the only water I can feel are the tears running through this place.
Rain down and destroy me, so I can meet you face to face.

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I have so much love for this game! 

I honestly see a lot of myself in Mae. I only wish I had her sense of humor! And Jack made this such a wonderful experience! I think I found my new favorite series and I’m looking forward rewatching it many times. If you see this, dude, thank you. <3

In any case, here’s the whole batch of edits in one post! 

All stills from ‘Come Meet Me!’, gifs from, uh… multiple episodes of Night In The Woods.

air (gemini,libra and aquarius) is like… i wanna be alone and do my own thing but with you there?and you can do your thing. and i’ll just be here.
because its good to to have someone to talk to all the time and bounce ideas back and forth from and break free from the constant inner dialogue, but don’t fence me in … i need lots of air space around me…. lol

Don’t you know I miss her, too ?

If you could only know how passionate That Will Be All got me. After watching it ten times and breathing my thrills out, I suddenly felt the need to get back to my watercolors.

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Hello, old friend, and here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well, and were very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you, always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think once we’re gone, ‘you won’t be coming back here for a while, and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. There’s a little girl waiting in a garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she’s patient, the days are coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to sea and fight pirates. She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait two-thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she’ll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and save a whale in outer space. Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.

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I am posting this on here, Tumblr, because I really think a bunch need to learn what the word RESPECT means

This is also regarding for something a bunch of people ask me before; “do you know what happened to UltimaAlmighty?”, and what happened to him after his mistake was awful, and all thanks to people treating him with HATE,  a way to disrespect someone as a human, instead of ignore him or block him. If you don’t like someone (including me) don’t waste your time, keep living and block the people you don’t like, like ignoring someone in school. The same with Felix AKA PewDiePie, JonTron and MORE, hope they are doing super ok.

Jokes are not defining people, our actions in real life defining us, don’t follow someones post with a hate, or some news on the internet, no no, look at what people do in real life, or just ignore and keep living!

I really hope a bunch of you learn from someone really nice, Markiplier.. I hope this video teaches you something, maybe a little thing, but something good.

Remember

“Treat people the way you want to be treated”

Everyone, have a really nice day.

and sorry, again, for not posting drawings, I am still working on this animation WITH JOKES, the most scary thing for everyone!!

When all your friends are posting pics with their significant other for Valentine’s Day but you’re still single

Claudia and Stiles, June 1998.

Here’s another sneak peek for the final chappy of Home, which I’m aiming to post in June (60 drawings + Lupus = Julie needs extra time) but now it’s 42 paintings down, 18 to go!! Thanks for your unending patience ♥

Only the Best Solas Quotes

There are sooo many. Here are some of my faves. Some are deep as hell, some are pure salt & sass, some are as smooth as his shiny bald head.

  • No real god need prove himself. Anyone who tries is mad or lying. 
  • I enjoy the frilly cakes!
  • We were all young once. Makes me giggle every time.
  • I am grim and fatalistic. Getting you into bed is merely an enjoyable side benefit.
  • I lay in dark and dreaming sleep while countless wars and ages passed. I woke still weak a year before I joined you.
  • The Inquisitor turns her hawk-like gaze to me, penetrating deep into my most secret desires. Only… Not. I care deeply for many things beyond the Fade. Just not you.
  • The healer has the bloodiest hands.
  • It’s comforting that whatever qualities I lack, you’ll invent for me, Varric.
  • I volunteered to help, Inquisitor. Rattle the bars if you like, but I chose to enter this cage. 
  • Ah - because I am an apostate. I might flee before the Inquisition throws me in chains?
  • Ass.
  • We must mark the occasion of the Dalish remembering something correctly. Perhaps we should plant a tree.
  • Or pomposity…
  • Most people do [forget Fen’Harel]
  • I will try, in my own fumbling way, to try and learn from how you helped to seal the rift at Haven. Ah, wait. My memory misleads me. You were not there.
  • How small the pain of one man seems when weighed against the endless depths of memory, of feeling, of existence. That ocean carries everyone. And those of us who learn to see its currents move through life with fewer ripples.
  • Please speak up - I cannot hear you over your outfit.
  • Provided it tied you down first, one assumes.
  • And of course: ALL OF THE ENJOYABLE SIDE BENEFITS FLIRTS.

If I missed any good ones, add your own!

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Ben: In my time working for the State Government, my job sent me to 46 cities in 11 years. I lived in villages with eight people, rural farming communities, college towns. I was sent to every corner in Indiana. And then I came here. And I realised that, this whole time, I was just wondering around, everywhere, just looking for you.

Leslie: The things that you have done for me, to help me, support me, surprise me, to make me happy go above and beyond what any person deserves. You’re all I need. I love you and I like you.

Ben: I love you and I like you.

Shots Fired

Word Count: 2440

Pairing: FBI Agent Dean x Pharmacist Reader

Warnings: Language, Violence, Some Angst, Some Fluff

A/N: Written for @dancingalone21 ‘s funny quote challenge. My quote was: “That attitude right there. That’s why I always got the extra cookie.” Also written for @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms Shit My Patient’s Say challenge. I used a ton of quotes from that one. They’re all bolded. 

A/N 2: Unbeta’d and unedited. Probably a shit ton of mistakes. My bad.

A/N 3: Most/All of the stories in here aside from being robbed (at gunpoint anyway) have happened to me in my career. More than once. Fun times. 


You left your 12 and a half hour shift at the pharmacy over 30 minutes late. Some asshole had decided to wait until 9:00 to come get their prescription filled that they needed right that second. Of course, they’d had the prescription in their hand for over three weeks. Not that you could turn them down. Your district manager would surely find out and chew your ass out for it the next day.

Grabbing your bags and sliding out of your car you realized Dean wasn’t home yet either. Your husband’s Impala was nowhere to be seen. Ever since he’d taken a job as an FBI agent, he’d been working crazy hours too. The two of you barely saw each other anymore and it sucked. Sighing, you trudged into the house and dropped your stuff, kicking off your shoes. You made your way into the kitchen, grabbing all the junk food you could find and a bottle of Captain Morgan before throwing yourself in a heap on the couch.

You were mindlessly watching TV when Dean came home, discarding his jacket and tie before he lifted your legs and sat down, resting your legs in his lap. “Rough day?”

“Whatever gave you that idea?”

“The completely eaten bag of chips, the leftover ketchup on the plate where you probably had a frozen cheeseburger, oh and the uh…half drunk bottle of Captain Morgan that was totally full yesterday.” Dean pointed to the bottle in your hand and you rolled your eyes, sarcastically scoffing into the air.

“Good job, detective.

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