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happy four year anniversary of a big ol' fuck you, janelle

i'm now a certified nurse
          
          what are YOU ?

happy three year's anniversary of a big ol' fuck you, janelle

it's that time of year again

oh my god is this...janelle's old account? still active? wonder if i can log in (probably not)

lol

jannaj

i have returned janelle, i returned with 14 stories about the hullabaloo lmao

anyway i'm off to write a shelleycraft fanfic seeya later loser

here take this for now 
          
          
          “I don’t believe I’ve ever danced professionally before.”
          “Yes, well, let me teach you,” the red-haired man pulled the young detective in by the waist. 
          As Margo followed his movements, Loki began to speak. “Why, I haven’t danced with a lady quite as pretty as you since 1940.”
          “Really?” the blonde asked, surprised. 
          “Why yes. Before my country was attacked.”
          “Oh..” she said quietly, looking away. “I suppose you wouldn’t want to talk about it, right?”
          “Actually, I’m quite okay with discussing it. Her name was…” he whispered a name unfamiliar to Margo.
          “And who was she to you?” the detective whispered back. 
          “Don’t believe I can answer that. But you’re here now, right? And you wouldn’t die like she did.”
          “Of course not. I’ll be with you until your last breath.”
          
          And Margo kept that promise, for two months later, on January 7th, she found him in a puddle of red, no longer breathing.