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this blog hates donald trump

Look how many people hate him. I’m pretty damn happy about that 😁😁😁😁😁😁

Yep

Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.

Yep.

I know dat dis is not the end

I did say that I had an epilogue, didn't I? 😏

I have seen this joke for a while and I haven't got the joke until now.

Because I’ve lost control of my life

One Fresh, No Fresh (Chapter 2)

Hey guys! Here is chapter 2 of One Fresh, No Fresh. Time has skipped since Fresh ran away, and now it’s 13 years later. Without further ado, lets get to the story.

Fresh, Geno, Error belong to @loverofpiggies​

MommaCQ and herself belong to @alainaprana​

Other characters and story belong to me, @leiselpizzatale​

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“Hey Fresh? How is your hypothesis going?”

Fresh jumped out of his daydream, before turning around, looking at his boss, Mrs. Lewis. She was thin, with dirty-blonde hair and blue eyes. Her red glasses would make her look older, but she was only 6 years older than Fresh.

“Ah, sorry Boss. I’ve been a thinkin’ too much, an’ wasn’t payin’ any attention,”.

Mrs. Lewis chuckled. “Not to worry,”. Then, she started smiling devilishly. “Now, you weren’t thinking about your girlfriend, right?”

Fresh blushed, tilting his head down to hid his embarrassment. He actually was thinking about her. But he couldn’t handle it! He loved her so much, and it wasn’t long before their 4th anniversary. And he had something big planned for that date.

“W-well maybe I was!” Fresh exclaimed, purple dusting his cheekbones.

Mrs. Lewis laughed, saying, “Sorry Fresh. Didn’t mean to frustrate you.”

Fresh sighed. She was right. Since getting his emotions for the first time, he’s been very emotional for a long time, since he couldn’t control them. But, after getting some help, he’s gotten better control at them. But sometimes, they will be uncontrollable, like water in a dam. But it’s been 14 years since first gotten them, so he should be able to keep them down, right?

“It’s Aiight. I’m just n-nervous.” Fresh said.

Nervous was an understatement. He feels like he’s going to mess up the 4 year anniversary. And he went full out on it. Tickets to the movies (He heard that new movie ‘Nerve’ was pretty good, so he decides on that), then later they will have a small dinner under the stars, where he-

“Okay Fresh. I understand.” Mrs. Lewis interrupted Fresh’s thoughts, before saying, “Oh! I almost forgot! Remember when you said that you wouldn’t make it on Friday? Well, I’ve got you covered.”

“Rad! Thanks Mrs. L!” Fresh said, before turning back onto his computer, typing frantically.

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“Oh Fresh! This is amazing!” Alaina said. “The movie was great, and this dinner was delicious! I don’t think you can top this next year!”

Fresh smiled. Oh, how he loved her. He loved her hair and glasses, and her personality was so perfect.

“Heh, I bet I won’t, ” Fresh said quietly, a small, nervous smile on his lips(?). Alaina turned toward Fresh, confused.

“Fresh?” Alaina asked, “Is something wrong?”

Fresh, at first didn’t speak. He just couldn’t find the words to speak, and he felt like throwing up. But after closing his eyes and taking a big breath, he stood up, before turning toward Alaina, saying, “I need to talk to ya. Come over here,”

He led Alaina close to the edge, next to the stars, before turning toward her, his fingers wrapped around hers.

After pausing for a moment to get his nerves together, Fresh looked into Alaina’s eyes, before he spoke in the most serious tone,

         “Alaina. 12 years ago, you found me on your doorstep; cold, hungry, and very sick. Your family took me inside the house, and took care of me. When asked where I came from, all I said was, ’I’ll tell ya someday, brahs’. And none of you questioned me again. Your parents decided to adopt me, but you never, EVER, considered me family, but only as a friend.

Years passed, and after some daring from my friends, I asked you out, 4 years ago. And after that, we were inseparable. Even though we lived in the same house, I felt like we were even closer than ever. You may not know much about me, but I know a lot about you. Your funny, beautiful, and you gave me the most love out of anyone I know. And after 4 years, I would like to ask you something.”

Fresh got on one knee, and took a box from his pocket, opening it to show Alaina a small ring, with Alaina’s birthstone in it. Alaina gasped, covering her mouth, tears in the corner of her eyes.

“Alaina Prana, will you marry me?”

Alaina nodded once, twice, before hugging Fresh, yelling out, “Yes, Fresh! Yes, a million times YES!!!”

Fresh started laughing, tears running down his cheekbones. She said YES! He’s never been this happy in his entire life.

After calming down, Fresh separated from Alaina, before putting the ring on her finger. The moonlight caught onto the jewel, making it shine. Then he got closer to Alaina, before he started kissing her. Could his life get any better?

For me, it's probably going to be the ability to collect information as fast as possible.

So a lovely commenter just left this on Probable Theorem and I wanted to share. When deciding how the powers were formed, I put a lot of thought into how they would form for each person. They summed it up pretty nicely.

Pretty much this means the power forms to the person. Their wants or fears or needs. Does does mean there are people out there with useless abilities but they probably will never know.

If you had abilities that formed based on your life when you were younger, what would they be? ;)

Virgil: This is Roman. My ex-boyfriend

Roman: You’ve got to stop introducing me like that

Roman: I’m his husband

obsessed with this stupid shirt i found at goodwill the other day

Yess!

How well do you see color?

I’m cry I scored 60, I feel blind