Reality Of Mothers In Palestine.

Its almost too easy.

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Queen Bee: Why do LB and Chat always look like they’re walking in slow-mo?

Rena Rouge: You see it too?

Queen Bee: And how they always look disheveled, but not too disheveled.

Rena Rouge: Right? They are the reason I believe in God.

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Nathaniel: You know, I came here to talk you about the fact that boys don’t get periods, like at all. But now we’ve been once talking for hours because you’re just so damn interesting. And we only talked about your way to school!

Alix: I could just stop being interesting, I mean- watch this!

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Day 15

Wednesday

Free Day

@adrienagresteseptember2021

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Adrien and I are walking, arms linked, wearing super cool thorn leather jacket and reflecting sunglasses.

As we walk by you we stop.

“You’re Adrien fucking Agreste!”

“I love you!”

“Give Plagg cheese!”

“Marinette is la-“

“Nu-uh” I shake my head “today’s our free day.”

Adrien continues, “So no angst or reveals or anything for me.”

We continue walking, Adrien showing the peace sign and a middle finger while I simply go with the Rock’n’Roll sign on both hands.

And sunshine child gets the last words as we wander of into the sunset in slow motion.

“Today’s our free day, bitches.”

Day 6

Monday

Firsts

@adrienagresteseptember2021

please someone tell me what you think

His first word was duck.

It was strange considering, his parents haven’t really told him about ducks. Or the fact that most children say mummy or something because it’s easy and they hear it often. But, no, little Adrien choose duck.

And when he was around 6 maybe, they visited a small lake, with ducks. He ran a bit in front of his parents. So he reached the lake before them.

His parents were caught up in a conversation as they arrived next to their son who was kneeling on the ground with his back turned.

“Adrien? You alright?”

Gabriel’s voice was hesitant as he grabbed his son’s shoulder.

Without a warning Adrien turned around and proudly screamed, “Mummy! Daddy! Look! I have a duck!” And in his hands, he was actually holding a living and breathing duck who was frantically trying to wiggle her way out of the boy’s grip.

Sadly his mom forced him to set the duck, Donald, back onto the ground. And for the rest of the walk his parents held his hands tightly so he wouldn’t capture another duck.

Around 9 years later, his mum passed and he’s now 15, he receives the miraculous of the duck.

The duck miraculous comes with a duck kwami named Daisy, a bow and the power of des-duck-tion. He gave himself the name Sir Duckington.

And now he’s old, has kids, grandkids even and lives on a duck farm. Every duck has a name for example Duck, Donald, Daisy and Sir Duckington, but there were also kids named after his children like Hugo, his love sadly didn’t make it this far so there’s a, no, no duck named bugaboo, but Ladybugs. Thousands of Ladybugs. Only for her, his first love.

so you can´t change primary and secondary account which means i´ll be stuck with this thing younger me brought into existence cause i built my tumblr on a secondary account like yay

but i´m totally keeping all the posts so i can look back and be like ah yes, back in the day , seriously those accounts are way better than a diary, so much easier to get an emotional picture

The last thing she tweeted was

Kim: You know if I don’t have a baby in 10 years, and you don’t have a baby, we could-

Chloe: Kim, no.

Kim: 20.

Chloe:No

Kim: 30 years?

Chloe: ...sure?