HI I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT @batcaller CAME UP TO SURPRISE ME FOR MY BIRTHDAY THANK YOU TUMBLR FOR MY BESTIE
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๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ are sometimes quiet. no lightning, no thunder, no howling wind โโ the mist on my face wasn't even cold. nothing spectacular at all. just a quiet moment that changed everything. i realized that the system wasn't working. the system wasn't working. that meant my life wasn't working. i'd have to go outside the law.
#๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ; new - earth based ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ซ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฆ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐๐จ๐ง ; fiercely loved by annie
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hey remember when i was scared off from tumblr rp forever because of assholes who harassed me for weeks, made shit up about me, and constantly sent anon hate to me and my friends all because they didnโt know how to read my carrd? and it all started because they were jealous of a ship i had that they didnโt?
i lost friends, but thankfully there were ones who stood by me because the lunacy was evident. and because they knew me. i lost my hobby โ something iโve been doing here on tumblr for at least a decade because im a dinosaur.
this was something i really enjoyed and im really mad i let them take the safety of it from me. im sure they will see this since they are Clearly obsessed with me: grow up :)
i know youโve done it to people in the past because those people came to me during that time to let me know that this was habitual behavior for you and your clique, and i hope youโve found growth since then and have managed to avoid doing it to more people.
idk i just felt like saying it suddenly lmao anyway love u guys
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incredible that iโm still logged in here tbh
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tumblr???
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hi tumblr
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anyway I am still around, just mostly on discord <3
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hauntrcss you will always be famous
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dethrone by bad omxns is about a loveletter from helena bertinelli and also why does tumblr look like this
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LIFE'S SO FUN, LIFE'S SO FUN
GOT MY MINI SKIRT AND MY ROLLER BLADES ON
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what if i made a sideblog of all my original characters & you wrote with them
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what if we .....
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it's clear to me that I still have some tumblr trauma I need to work out because every time I get a new follower I get afraid to follow them back โจ so like just .... do me ... a solid ... & only follow me if you have good intentions because I do not need a repeat of 6 months ago โจ love u
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ย ย ย ย โ ย ย ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ฌ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ฌ.
ย ย ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐๐๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ญ. ย โย
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โLisa Unger
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ . ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ .
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`and if my wishes came true, it would have been you.` (nolanverse) / @batcaller
has he forgotten? heโs the one who ended this. heโs the one who called it off: their wedding, their engagement โ their relationship, all halted at the behest of jim gordon & the fears he could not shake. no, in breaking under the weight of his own, he had given leverage to her very own worst fears.
she should have known: she was not meant for a normal life. since she was a child, she had not been destined for family, nor the love of a man who could stick it out despite a promise that he could. that he would.
jim had broken that, too.
the dress had been bought, fitted: perfect couture for the big event, scarcely a month away. the one she knew would only happen once. the ceremony, as patriarchal at its core, was where she would โ devotedly, tie herself to him forevermore. she had seen his face the morning it happened, how it had changed โ how he had changed his mind about her, & the future they had planned to spend together. did he forget, it was he who broke her heart? shattered the dream she had allowed herself to think was finally hers? theirs.
"you can't just โ " her gaze casts beyond him, focusing anywhere but the face she had once believed she would wake up beside each morning; as unrealistic as it sounds in a city like gotham, with a busy man such as he. she would have taken what he'd given happily, so long as he came home at all. now she only wakes to the garish lights of gotham city's streets, the sounds of sirens in the distance โ the wonder of where he is, what he's doing. the man who still carried pieces of her, no matter how shattered. "who do you think you are, coming here? saying that?"
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