{i am a terrible rp account i knew this would happen the moment i made a blog dedicated to it

kick me in the ass on my main (alexand-ler) if you leave an ask here because i’ll probably forget. i have the memory of a goldfish and i need to get into the habit of checking this account when it’s not 1 in the morning and everyone’s signing off

gomen for being an idiot guys

even though i knew this would happen because i’m Not Smart

that’s why i play two stupid dogs kids}

{ooc: yeah i don’t think he was that bad either, his mother was passive-aggressive/emotionally abusive, his aunt just… ignores him and pays no attention which is kind of like emotional neglect and then his uncle is the opposite and he says “i love this guy” so often it becomes a completely meaningless phrase and just words and then there’s his brothers who show a genuine interest in him and stuff? idk

i could go on for hours about his family i pretty much love them all to death}

nah, ma said that knitting means we like boys, and we don’t like boys! we like girls. and 1c won’t let us play with his guitar cus the last time me and chett broke it and now the strings are all funny. 

zombie-germies:

Roxy went mudding #jeep #wrangler #offroad #dirty #mudding (Taken with instagram)

1c? shoot, i think he’s a great brother! always knittin’ us hats and socks and stuff when it’s winter and all cold-like. dunno why he likes such girly things when he could be playin’ football with us or somethin’, but he cooks and cleans so i guess there’s nothin’ to complain about. sometimes it feels more like we got ourselves a sister than a brother, i reckon, but that’s just fine. i got chett, and chet’s got me.

and besides, ma don’t cook for us, so if it weren’t for him we’d be eatin’ sandwiches all the time for dinner. even if ma says he’s a queer for doin’ that, we sure do appreciate it. 

what dya call a pig that knows karate? a pork chop!

{i have to go to work!!! i’ll be back soon and hopefully tumblr stops timetravelling goddamn}

color-is-hell:

daumnnnn

yep! she gets a cake with two layers, cus i like chocolate and chett likes lemon. and we don’t get a buncha gifts but we get some. mostly from 1c. he knits us hats cus the winter’s all cold!

i don’t think they’re the same for 1c, we’re always workin’ the fields around when his birthday comes up. we’ll get him somethin’ if we got the money to go to the store, though. usually marshmallows, he’s a real big fan of ‘em!

we just turned fifteen in january. ma threw us a big birthday and everythin’!

well, since 1c is so frail and wife-like, he gets most of the cleanin’ jobs and stuff. ma told us we gotta work in the fields and the tractor and stuff, cus the last time 1c tried, he went and hurt himself… when there ain’t nothin’ to harvest or fix up in the barn, we just gotta keep our room clean.