So, Johan Ferendorf wants to paint me.
We were drunk together last night, and i’m pretty sure that I agreed….again. Honestly, these painting sessions are so horrible! Standing still for hours on end wearing close to nothing- freezing! What have I gotten myself into now…?
Do you ever miss our little town? Mortiz? Me? Wendla? We all miss you.
Nice to see you Ilse, it’s been a long while.
Same to you Wendla…looking as lovely as ever.
And Thea, you have such a fiery spirit.
(OOC: BTW, we do have a Moritz. The admin just needs to make the blog. Also I live in IL, U.S. I have Central time zomg. For me it’s 11:15pm. I do para’s and questions. Please feel free to invite others for the RP.)
Hello, Melchoir. You’re doing well, I expect? It feels like forever since I last spoke to you.
It certainly has, hasn’t it? I’m doing well enough I suppose. Exams are coming up, you know what that means don’t you?
(Source: your--bruise)
A photo of myself that Mama likes.
Hello, I am Melchior Gabor. Here to say that not everything you know is worth knowing. I'm 15, in school and I'm ready for some change. People call me a "radical", I'm call myself visionary and logical.
My best friend is beautiful.
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