Gentleman's World

 

finnegan's anchor

silver minnow golden rope

sunken meadow's rose

~emmaruth

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Burgundy

I have to send another formal letter to Pinterest about my account pinterest.com/emmaruthconcepcion.  I still haven't heard back from them.  It's going to be 2 months.

~emmaruth

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Dead Poet's Society

 Yes, I know the last post said "Dead Last." I am the Alpha and Omega.

~emmaruth

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Art

Oh what did you think b*tch?  That you get to be me and have MY Father run off with YOUR Mother.  Dream on, B*tch.  You were never special.  Oh you think you got Russia in the bag, B*tch?  Why, do you think my dovange journal belongs to you.  NOTHING OF MINE BELONGS TO A B*TCH LIKE YOU.  Stay clear of me because I WILL beat your ass over and over, B*TCH.

~emmaruth
 

Art

 Just talking smack.  In most team sports, players are often talking smack about their opponents.  That's how it's always been.  Don't take it personally.  They just want to throw you off your game.  Let it make you play better and fiercer.  Don't let it shake ya.

Remember that cereal with the Frog... i think it's called "HoneySmacks"... not to be confused with the jams and jellies of Smuckers. 

~emmaruth

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Dark Academia

 

I look forward to spending my time with my actual sister Melydith and my brother Kris.  And just my 4 other sisters-cousins: Lili, Lilibet, Armie, and Emy.  And my exceptional colleagues from our academies: Danielle, Claudia R., Rachelle, Nella, Camille, Katherine, and Dawn.  Everyone else... your calls will go straight to voicemail.  But of course my love, my Papa, and my Mother will get through.

~emmaruth

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ferryl raindance ran through the field of potatoes as she warded their eyes with angry accusations and fiery rebuke with her Lola's flower-power mood ring and her Tito's wooden balisong.  She had to get to the Feathered oak tree before they cut down her best friend.  She noticed a magpie finding solace with a feral wild rabbit.  She threw her hands to the punishing skies and whispered, "Mercy mild. Send me an August Thunder growling bear."

~emru