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MADMAX. stop spying on me , creeps ! est. 10 . 28 . 17 by roo

#pay attention 2 me #` * 00. PROMO ╱ THAT’S THE KIND OF STUFF THAT REALLY BUTTERS MY EGG ROLLS .

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lemme just say that hopper in ep. 4 was an asshole and reminded me of my dad and made me cry that’s all

#` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#i really #hat e #that he did th at #tbd

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hm ...

#hot #i #love max #` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#tbh

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here’s a soft starter call for hop

#while i do me math homework #` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#mutuals only pls !

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00. NANCY

as if on cue , she digs a piece of paper from her pocket , folded neat into a small shadow of itself ( creased and cared over , worn at the edges ) . peering down at it , she hesitates a moment before moving forward to place it in front of him . MISSING . the girl in the photograph a ghost : truly , but made more so by her image in its absence of color , fading the bright red of her hair that was such a vibrant piece of her . OF NANCY . that’s been ripped from her now , though , and she is quick to remember it . ––––– ‘ THIS WAS UP ON DEARBORN . ’ she pauses , unwilling or unable to meet his stare . ‘ she’s ––– she’s dead , h ––– chief . she’s … . her mother doesn’t even know . she’s still declared as missing . you knew about this , right ? ’ her features contort , furrowed brows showcasing some inner rage , DOE . DOE NO MORE .

he wishes , desperately that he could FORGET the image . THAT FACE DEAD / THAT FACE TRAPPED LIKE A FLY IN A SPIDER’S WEB . heart beat quickens and there are spores in the air , girl in the photo in the stark halo of a FLASHLIGHT . jaw clenches , bones ache . eyes don’t dare move from the photograph , as if staring at it will bring her back . hand drags across face , nods slightly . ‘ yeah , the holland girl . barbara . i , uh , yeah . listen , sit down kid . ’

#` * 02. VOICE ╱ THE BLOOD DIMMED TIDE IS LOOSED .#screwcool #listne th is is #short #and shitty #but wh ATever #death /

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can you believe i . . . birthed max from my own loins

#` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#tbd

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this is the only hopper aesthetic i’ll accept from now on

#` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#st spoilers /#tbd #guns /

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GIRL , THAT’S A BOOTYHOLE

#not a hole kiesha #a va lv e #` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#st spoilers /#i hate myself don't worry

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was hop in the vietnam war if he was that’s a whole new level that’s some new shit i need to talk about new shit i REALLY NEED TO TALK ABOUT

#` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#war /#st spoilers /

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god he’s such a dad

#` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#tbd #st spoilers /

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the way hop looks at joyce makes me wanna um .... fuckin die ! thanks !

#st spoilers /#` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .

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#` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#THIS IS ALL I'VE EVER WA NT E D IN MY EN TIRE LIFE #THIS IS ALL I'VE EVER WANTED FOR A YEA R N OW #st spoilers /#THIS IS SO #PURE

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get away from me

#` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .#st spoilers /#WHAT AN ICON

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creative curses i like using

shut the hell your mouth

billions of bilious blistering barnacles

what the goose

pirates!

bloody hell

slutbags

motherhugger

lord farquaad

great snakes!

crikey

well i’ll be a bitch

flippity flop you’re a cock

well butter my buns and call me betty crocker

dusty doughnuts

kiss my sass

daily doses of dingleberries

#these are um #things hop says around eleven and will #` * 01. FILE ╱ THE DARK PINES OF YOUR MIND SLIP DEEPER .#save #` * 00. OUT ╱ NO COMMUNISM IN THE PANCAKES HOUSE .

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wtnv sentence starters.

❛ I don’t think it’s a good idea to ever have librarians out in public. ❜ ❛ let’s celebrate our corpse strewn future! ❜ ❛ the days here pass like cancerous sun spots. ❜ ❛ you go to the zoo so the animals can watch you. ❜ ❛ no one will have to be anyone ever again. ❜ ❛ no one can fit their broken wings beneath their cloaks. ❜ ❛ there is no such thing as home. ❜ ❛ where are my children? do i have children? ❜ ❛ we are all poetry. ❜ ❛ another hopeless night of uneasy slumber. ❜ ❛ have you seen those new billboards all over town recently? ❜ ❛ they just appeared one day and we all sort of accepted that they were there. ❜ ❛ do you ever think about suicide? ❜ ❛ you’re watching me throw stones at the moon. ❜ ❛ he and the oceans watch her with a quiet concern. ❜ ❛ i’m highly contagious. ❜ ❛ i do not condone entering the dog park. ❜ ❛ we also have great schools and plenty of spiders. ❜ ❛ no one has lived here for years. you’re one of them. a no one. ❜ ❛ the gates to the dog park have been opened for the first time anyone can recall. ❜ ❛ no entrance. no exit. there may never be either again. ❜ ❛ i was not alone in the labyrinth. ❜ ❛ europe is not just about looking at monuments. ❜ ❛ you were a portrait of agony. ❜ ❛ time is like wax, dripping from a candle flame. ❜ ❛ nothing really matters. is anything even real? ❜ ❛ the moon is a government created myth. ❜ ❛ there is no reason to go explore nature. ❜ ❛ some things just aren’t meant to be questioned. most things, actually. ❜ ❛ if you want to die, you will have to achieve death yourself. ❜ ❛ fire is actually cold. it is the cold that burns you. ❜ ❛ they can’t help you. not if you’re gonna keep screaming like that. ❜

#` * 00. MEME ╱ AHAHA AYE IT’S YA BOY ‚ UH ‚ SKINNY PENIS .#suicide ment /#PLEASE

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00. NANCY

she only barely waits for the welcome , finding her way in with a soft determination apparent in some wide - eyed , darling demeanor . she looks overwhelmed by herself , by such extenuating circumstances which have torn her and the town apart at well - woven seams . she stops , suddenly , standing awkwardly in the middle of the room . she’d worked up a fury before she got here , scripted her words and practiced them , careful and precise . but they were , now , forgotten ––– ‘ i , um , i need to talk to you . about –––– something . ’ door shut behind herself , but she still threw a glance , nervous . SOMEONE’S ALWAYS WATCHING . someone’s always listening … . and she’s learned not to trust the walls of a police station .

deer in headlights girl / catches fading glint like a mirror , like the last remaining breath of a sunset . her colors are FRAZZLED and off center . bleary eyes dart to the door , the clock ( * AS IF YOU’RE GOING TO GO HOME / AS IF THE EMPTINESS DOESN’T CARVE A HOLE IN YOUR CHEST ) and back to the doe standing in his office , looking like any MOMENT NOW he’s going to shoot her right in the chest . straightens spine , leans on desk in front of him , pen and papers long forgotten . ‘ what can i do for you , wheeler ? ’

#` * 02. VOICE ╱ THE BLOOD DIMMED TIDE IS LOOSED .#screwcool #YES GOOD

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` * WILL : THE BOY .

❛ just heading to mike’s . i’ll be okay . ❜

natural anxiety traces on tired features . HE CAN’T LOSE ANOTHER ONE . ‘ i’ll give you a ride . ’ slows car to a halt , leans across and pushes open passenger door . ‘ you can toss your bike in the back . ’

#` * 02. VOICE ╱ THE BLOOD DIMMED TIDE IS LOOSED .#byhrs #U OWN ME TOO TF ???

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