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my camp camp book got deleted, I'm very sorry to bother you but I want to let everyone who put a form in there know.

So I’m going back to school for the first time since spring break. 
          
          And for some reason Meant To Be Yours from Heathers is stuck in my head.
          
          Like.. Not even just the song. The spoken parts are in there too.
          
          Meddling with Sincerely Me. 
          
          Just imagine that. It’s really fuggin weird.
          
          CUZ ALL THAT IT TAKES IS A LITTLE-
          
          VERONICA DON’T MAKE ME COME IN THERE-
          
          RE•IN•VEN•TION! IT’S EASY TO CHANGE IF YOU GIVE IT-
          
          I’M GONNA COUNT TO THREE-
          
          YOUR A•TTEN•TION-
          
          

YOOOOO
          
          My Yaoi roleplay books were all deleted by WP.
          
          I’m currently rewriting the OCs and such- I’ll have a new book up soon. 
          
          Sorry for the inconvenience! 

Anybody wanna recommend me some good yaoi RP books? 
          
          I’ve got a few good ones going but I tend to get super bored whenever they’re offline so I’m almost always open to new yaoi RP books. :p 

I shaved my legs.
          
          *Plays “Love So Soft”*
          
          LEGS SO SOFT YOU AIN’T HAD NOTHING SOFTER-

That moment you realize you aren't following Senpai

When your ex boyfriend officially becomes your pet because you know shit about him and he needs a few favors.
          
          I’m an agent of chaos, what can I say?

Judging by the fact that my parents have talked about me three days in a row doing nothing but saying how much of a failure I am...
          
          I don’t think I’m a good daughter.
          
          ... But my name is Marcus... 
          
          Would I be a good son if only they knew?
          
          Would  I be a good son if they accepted me?
          
          Would I even be accepted if I wasn’t fucking depressed and scared and so damn hurt? 

I can hear my step mom’s words about me in the living room.
          
          And people wonder why I have such low self esteem.
          
          People wonder why I’m depressed and suicidal.
          
          People wonder why I don’t trust easily.
          
          If I died today at my own fucking hands...
          
          Now I’m the one wondering— how good it would hurt.