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Thijs van der Tulp ([personal profile] vandertulp) wrote2010-11-08 12:41 pm

[Sorting Hat 03] [post TYL event] [backdated a little, but not filtered at all]

You all grow up to be weirdos.

I'm not surprised.


[Insert here hiding some real devastation at the idea of losing both Professor Honda and his bb sis.
That future simply will never happen. He's going to watch you two like a hawk and YOU TOO TONIO YOU SPANISH FAILURE. And Gilbert he's never going to trust a word you say again.]

[filtered]


Marijke? Sis. . .
quixotical: (you never knew because he was dead)

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-09 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
Of course I am.

Oh, even reading what I scratch out

But not as sloppy as that fail html apparently.

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Tell that to somebody who believes you.

You are sloppy, okay
quixotical: (of your red right ankle)

( filtered ) LMFAO It's okay and generally strikeouts = illegible. THUS HIM BEING WTF.

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-09 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Like I know who would at this point.

And you're reading things you shouldn't.
Edited 2010-11-09 04:41 (UTC)

YES KATYA POINTED THIS OUT TO ME sorry -_-; I'll remember that for the future.

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Tch. Don't be so whiny.
quixotical: (and i've written pages upon pages)

hahaha it's okay YOU KNOW NOW.

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-09 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not being whiny.
quixotical: (we'll fill our mouths with cinnamon now)

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-09 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
You're arguing like a five year old.

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
You started it.

[Yep. And you're making him depressed, Tonio.]
quixotical: (if you don't love me let me go)

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-09 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't even say anything at first.

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Private]

What is wrong with you? Are you really going to stay so unhappy about something that hasn't happened?
quixotical: (we live this close to death)

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[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-09 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
...That's none of your business.

[Private]

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maybe not, but he sure doesn't like this Tonio who won't even argue with him properly. Anyway, he's being a bit of a hypocrite. . .]


Hmph. Anyway I told you, I wouldn't let you do any of those things.
quixotical: (this is the story of the boys)

( private )

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-10 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
( You and everyone else. )

...How can you be sure I won't, even if all of you try to stop me?

[Private]

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-10 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know about the others, but you can trust I'll go as far as I need to.

[He says that but. . .]
quixotical: (all right it's okay i guess)

( private )

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-10 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
...I would just rather not have to think about this anymore.
Edited 2010-11-10 04:48 (UTC)

[Private]

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-10 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Then stop moping.

. . . or mope, whatever.

[Not his business.]
quixotical: (of your red right ankle)

( private )

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-10 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
What do you think I've been trying to do.
quixotical: (and i've written pages upon pages)

Re: [Private]

[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-10 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
They why are you bothering with me.

[Private]

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[unngh don't ask him that]

Well someone should.
quixotical: (and i am a writer)

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[personal profile] quixotical 2010-11-11 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
I rather you wouldn't. ( lol annoyed )

[Private]

[identity profile] vertulpen.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Suit yourself.