Missing Him Again

i want to give c!tommy lots of hugs

SKK YURIFICATION WHO CHEERED!!!!!!!!!!!!

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DREAM SMP, ROLEPLAY, & THE EMERGENCE OF A NEW MEDIUM

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Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir

I wish you all very good sex. if you don't like sex, I wish you a very good romance. if you don't want either of them. I wish you a very good bowl of soup and some bread, mate.

no thoughts just percabeth in “chalice of the gods”

Sometimes, Wilbur wonders if he had entered the wrong world when he came back to life.

The world as he knew it, was bright. Even in Pogtopia's cold walls, there was warmth, small but bright, full of life that seemed to never go out.

The world that he came into, with grey hair, and a patched up scar, and memories of a train station that had haunted him for years, is much colder.

There's little to no light. Wilbur sometimes wonders how the flowers survived.

He wonders how he will survive, when Tommy's glow no longer lives within him.

Maybe Tommy will shine brighter with time. Maybe, he can be the one to make him smile! Wilbur wants to take out his old guitar and sing. Maybe that will cheer Tommy up.

He wants to hug him (but Tommy doesn't like hugs). To make his old shirt anew, to dye that white streak away, because Tommy's not like him. Tommy's bright and playful, and full of light.

Not a little broken boy held together by bandages and scars.

Watching Girl Meets World, and Rosie Mcgee and May Clutterbucket are hella gay

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