a real dead ringer

so i made a multimuse blog and moved sinead there, meaning this blog is now an archive!!! i’ll toss this into the queue a few times.

so i made a multimuse blog and moved sinead there, meaning this blog is now an archive!!! i’ll toss this into the queue a few times.

so i made a multimuse blog and moved sinead there, meaning this blog is now an archive!!! i’ll toss this into the queue a few times.

so i made a multimuse blog and moved sinead there, meaning this blog is now an archive!!! i’ll toss this into the queue a few times.

so i made a multimuse blog and moved sinead there, meaning this blog is now an archive!!! i’ll toss this into the queue a few times.

so i made a multimuse blog and moved sinead there, meaning this blog is now an archive!!! i’ll toss this into the queue a few times.

so i made a multimuse blog and moved sinead there, meaning this blog is now an archive!!! i’ll toss this into the queue a few times.

JessicaLStroup Whoo! Get’em Tigers!! @ClemsonFB vs FSU on abc right now!

   ”Wait, waitwaitwAITWAIT.” He throws his hand up, stares intently at her eyes, then shoves his hand into his pocket and pulls out a handful of pills. “I got a pocket full of sunshine. For you. For my love of my love——- life, love of my life, and always, yeah, here, pills.”

    Aw, heck, she's--she's riveted, actually. So much that she'll fake-cry, then lean down and steal a kiss. "Love you so much, brabe," she says, but soon it goes beyond a dramatic display--meaning she's sitting next to him now on the sidewalk and laying her head on his shoulder.

He drags her to a stop and bends down on one knee. “Marry me, my dearest darlingest savagest person? I mean marry me again and always forever.”

    "Miles Monroe, you are literally--" Okay, so she's already kind of high, and so she'll get lost in her words as she reaches down and runs her hand along his cheek. "Duh I will. Always will."

  “There was a guy who died selling drugs in the McDonald’s car park today, mate, bro, brabe. And when he died he said I could have all his drugs so d’ya wanna take all the drugs and get married in next door’s dog kennel?”

    "Holy shit, happy fuckin' Friday. Let's do it, brabe, mate, savagest person ever besides me. Let's get high as shit and get married, like, everywhere." She'll just grab his hand and start dragging him.

    “I totally took a selfie like five minutes ago, why don’t we get some burgers and take a selfie in ten. I need some energy drinks or something.”

    "Sounds savage, mate. Bro. Brabe. Or we can just take some of those pills in my pocket instead of energy drinks. You wanna get married in the McDonald's parking lot?"