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catfever7 · 1 year
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Favorite selfies of 2022... Because Sooooo many looks throughout the year and more importantly love your self(ie) and you are the best photographer of you. #selfiequeen #2022selfies #2022 #hotmessexpress #theendoftheroad https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm1wtjlpnRW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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reecedarlene · 2 years
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Just bachelorette party-ing it up. #hotmessexpress #bacheloretteparty https://www.instagram.com/p/CjMDTn2Lx7L/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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hippiebikergirl · 2 years
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Stood up for a wedding this weekend & they tried to make me presentable! How did they do?? FYI…this was predress!!! 😜 #wedding #maidofhonor #pajamas #hotmessexpress #theytried #weddinghair #weddingmakeup #weddingvibes #isitoveryet #saturdaynight #bikergirl #onlyfansmodel#fanslymodel #spicyaccountant #hotcougar #followmeontiktok #momsofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CgapIgzDvUi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Say. It. Louder.
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darlinghomebody · 2 years
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Presenting to you the large Garbage Goddess woven patch with a beautiful embroidered edge. It does have an iron-on backing but I always recommend sewing it on anyway. Its the best way to make sure that it stays on, plus you can easily take it off and put it on somewhere else by cutting the thread. Because you hung your favorite pink pleather jacket with silky cheetah print lining up on the coat rack that you scavenged from the alley last summer, when your mom came to visit you in your new apartment. Which then, happened to be placed right next to the radiator, not knowing that the heat would destroy the fabric making it all flaky and gross looking. So you try to make it less depressing by at least being able to save the patches that were on it, but lets be honest it still majorly sucked having to toss that magnificent thrift store beauty in the trash with your coffee grounds and that one peanut butter container that you're too lazy to clean out so that it can go in the recycling. . . #darlinghomebody #embroideredpatch #wovenpatch #irononpatch #thriftstorefind #thriftstory #pinkaesthetic #garbagegoddess #dumpsterfire #humantrash #hotmess #hawtmess #hotmessexpress #thisisfine #chicagoartist #pinkpunk #trashqueen #combatboots #pastelstyle https://www.instagram.com/p/CeHLaq7u_I3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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blutopaz15 · 2 years
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moving on, chapter 2
Rating: T
Word Count: 1.7k
Chapter 2/3: Callum
Summary: Rayla spends Callum's birthday coming to terms with her decision to find Viren without him; Callum spends his birthday worried about Rayla. 
(prompt from @nothingmorethanageminiboar, fic takes place between pg. 117/118 of through the moon)
Rayla was trying.
Not that that was surprising. Of course she was trying. 
She was Rayla. All she ever did was try—to do the right thing, to keep all of them safe, to make him feel better—and now, she was trying to keep it together. 
Only...it wasn't going so well.
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justletmeforget · 2 months
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Emma Swan finds herself moving back to Storybrooke after a break up and buys a house that requires just enough work to keep her hands busy. What she doesn't expect is to find herself falling for a mysterious brunette she doesn't know in a town where everyone knows everybody. But is she barking up the wrong tree or is this stranger the calm she's been searching for? AU novel style
#swanqueen #fanfiction #hotmessexpress
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Okay, well, you need to tell her to also get checked for stds just to be on the safe side, lol.// I love when “classic” CE “tea” pops up like this. It’s why I continue to stick around. #hotmessexpress 😂
Well, lol, we have to make sure people understand history!
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gone-withthe-wind-d · 2 months
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Friday eve.
#vibes #Tumblr #wherearewe #hotmessexpress #imachild #wedoingthursdaysright #happyvibes #nightthoughts
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allykat86 · 8 months
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ambassadoralexa77 · 2 years
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Today I want to be a hot mess 🥵
#hotmess #momlife #love #hotmessexpress #hotmessmom #cosplay #gorgeous #instagood #diva #like #princess #kaybykatrina #slayer #prettiness #cutnessoverloaded #model #allwhite #selfie #fitmom #queenofmanyhearts #bollywoodqueen #katrinakaif #killerlooks #katholics #foreverlove #throwback #voguemagazine #misskaif #fashioninsta #missperfectionist
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jenniferurdang · 2 years
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Rough Clown I was reading everywhere about how bad drinking and smoking are so I decided to quit reading. #moodydark #moody_arts #raw_moody #moodyshots #moodylight #moodytoning #moodyportraits #foolishmortals #drinktoomuch #boozedup #shouldhavestayedhome #shouldhavestayedinbed #darkacademiaaesthetic #darkernights #strangeartwork #martinishot #drawsome #drawingsofinstagram #somethinginthewater #somethingrotten #badloser #cantseestraight #gotproblems #pitiful #drinkingalone #hotmessexpress #draws (at Brookings, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfN1vhYOvd1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thesetupwizard · 4 years
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Let’s address the erumpant in the room.
It finally happened. Hogwarts hit a wall harder than a first year missing the 9¾ deadline.
Everything is terrible and they finally made the call to switch to virtual classes. This is the thing that actually managed to shut the front gate for a semester. While we are on the subject, here is a friendly reminder of some various things that did not warrant the closure of Hogwarts-
- The petrification of students - The death of a student - The death of another student - A professor murdering the headmaster - War, literally on school grounds - Dolores Umbridge
But 2020 did it. We managed the unimaginable. We closed “magic school” and switched to online learning. Both wizard households and muggle-born homes are being tuned in remotely.
I’ll be keeping all the local hardware afloat. Billy is on site to troubleshoot his webcam service, which consists of roughly 90% teaching professors what the hell a webcam service is, and 10% him already trying to monetize it somehow. Emily is on broom duty for any off-site issues. She is currently somewhere in Essex teaching a third-year how to plug in a USB. 
I drew the short straw, have fun on PEBCAK duty you two!
The Hogwarts Express is collecting dust this year, but the Hot Mess Express is full steam ahead. Choo Choo!
#TheSetupWizard2020
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catfever7 · 2 years
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My favorite selfies of 2021.. Because, sooo many looks throughout the year and more important love your self(ie) and you are the best photographer of you. #2021 #selfiequeen #bestselfiepics #itsbeenalongyear #hotmessexpress https://www.instagram.com/p/CYJ3urUliYlaTKiaX1nNuqj39P0VVX63wJqy500/?utm_medium=tumblr
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lillycreightmore · 3 years
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The American South Spring 2016 America was Greater then and the idea that Chump was even a candidate for President a far fetched one. Heading to sleep here in Berlin soon, surrounded always by the ghosts of how cruel humanity has been, hoping hard that we can begin to put this nasty lil’ glitch in the Matrix behind us when we wake up... April 2016
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greatgaynovel · 3 years
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I took him back
Here I am again, putting Charles the Pisces back on my radar. How is it that I continue to put myself in these situations? Is it because I want the boys that I can’t have? Is it because I want to create a storyline so I have something to write about? I don’t know that I’ll never know the answer to those questions. A therapist might help, but that’s not something I’m into. I’m also scared that they will tell me that I’m a complete bipolar psychopath.
I always go after people with problems. Maybe it’s because I have problems. I’m tired of having to be a fake bitch around people that I’m hiding my issues from. It’s exhausting. I like dating guys with problems because I feel like I can unload my problems and they don’t really care. At the same time, I can listen to their problems and either help them or hinder them - haven’t really figured that out yet.
Sometimes I feel like I’m a Pisces, with how I think and feel about things. And romanticize things. And get bored of things quickly. But that’s probably because my moon is in Gemini and my rising in Cancer. Also, my Venus is in Gemini and my Mars in Cancer. I’m a literal walking, talking, self-proclaimed piece of work.
I feel like a storage closet of people’s problems. I take in and rarely share what I really feel, until now.
I decided to put it all on the line. Last weekend I took a spontaneous trip to Chicago, one of my most favorite places on this earth. I usually go once a year just to get my fix, but last year for obvious reasons, I was unable to. Charles and I were supposed to go to the beach for his birthday, but if you read my previous posts you would see that that was no longer going to be happening.
I did a little sleuthing and saw that Chicago’s borders were now open for some states without having to get a test or quarantine for any amount of time. My state was included. I Immediately switched the flight and hotel bookings to Chicago and planned a 4 night getaway in the place where my mind can finally go free. It’s where I came and realized that a 6 year relationship that I was in was no longer what I wanted. It’s where I came at 15 years old and knew that there was something better out there for me. It’s my place.
I went to Chicago thinking I was going to get a head start on writing my memoir, do some self care, and go on dates with hot business men. Want to know what actually happened? Well, I ended up crying every morning and night about Charles and coming up with a plan of action to get him back instead of writing about him, getting trashed with a group of gays that consisted of FOUR Pisces, a Cancer, and a Scorpio, and eating Mcdonalds every night alone in my hotel room.
Was the universe trying to really fuck with me?
Those 3 signs are my biggest weakness. They give me the hardest time, but they give me a chase, which I naturally crave. But really though, during a mourning moment, I really didn’t need to be around all of that energy. Like true form, they all acted cold toward me and didn’t even invite me to do coke with them in the bedroom. So, I was left alone in a house party fulls of gays that I did not care to talk to and/or get to know, so I walked out without even saying goodbye and came back to my hotel room and TEXTED CHARLES.
I texted Charles when I was drunk. He even asked me if I was drunk because I said something along the lines of “I’m sorry, i’m so fucking sorry.” I figured he had blocked me on everything like Pisces fashion, but since I had him answering my texts, I didn’t want to lose the opportunity. I told him I wasn't drunk. I didn’t even care if he didn’t apologize at this point. I knew a lot of it was me in the wrong and not knowing how to handle his nature. Through the week, I realized how I needed to be with him. I was going to make this happen.
Well, I ended up passing out in the middle of our conversation, right when he said he would be down to talk. I wake up frantic, thinking I missed the opportunity, but was pleasantly surprised when he answered later on in the day. This was the day before his birthday, I officially had my moment. I knew the universe was putting this chance right before my eyes, so I took it.
I gave him this long monologue about how I went back and looked through all of our conversations and realized that although I was treating you on a superficial level, I wasn’t treating you on the emotional level. Everything can get a bit surface level with me, but deep down my feelings are true. I apologized for getting passive aggressive when told no, told him I was going to work on it. I gave him practically every scenario that I could recall, where I went wrong, and how I should have handled it. I basically told him that I couldn’t live without him.
Not expecting this at all(this seems to be a trend with him), he agreed to be friends and work on things. If he would have said thank you, but fuck off, I would have been less surprised. From what I know about Pisces men, when they are done, they are done and won’t come back. I can handle friends. I can handle taking time to work on things. The simple fact that he is even giving a thought to making it work, gives me all the fuel that I need.
I know what I have to do, and I’m going to take every right step to get him back. But don’t worry, I’m still going to write about him. I’m still hesitant as fuck. I went back into my Cancer shell, and good luck getting me out. I’m not the only one that is going to be apologizing. I’m still waiting for the absolute truth, Charles.
All my love,
Mitch
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