chop was a bastion of safety and freedom. we cannot let them take this silently.
i dont normally post about this shit mainly because tumblr was supposed to be a place for me to go to escape, but at this point i dont think i can keep that up.
i've watched so much of miraculous today and yesterday, that my voice in my head is sounding like marinette!
i once met a traveler, a wanderer.
kindred souls - we called ourselves,
connected in a way so intricate,
so purposefully simillar,
like two pieces of a whole.
yet we were not halves of one,
we were a matching pair.
Please take a moment to remind yourself of how much you've already overcome. You might have felt like you weren't going to make it then, but you're here now and you made it. If you were able to get through all that, I promise you will be able to make it through whatever comes your way next or what you are going through now. Stay strong, you got this! 💛
i think i might be sleep deprived, but i haven't slept enough to be able to tell
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this man sounds fucking awesome
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i found it!!
i gave my sister $100 for her bday, but i gave it to her in $1 bills that i folded into origami. so that’s how she pays for delivery food & now the pizza girl thinks she’s a stripper
i've got nothing to do with this topic, but i promise i'll protecc you, frens! :)
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