@secret.spam3632: #themazerunner #fyp #newtmas

supercool_user03 :

My dear Arthur gets me every time, bro

LeonIsHere :

Dear Thomas, this is the first letter I've written that I can remember. Obviously, I don't know if I wrote any before the Maze, but if it's not the first, it'll surely be the last. I want you to know that I'm not afraid, at least not of dying, but rather of forgetting, of getting lost with the virus. That's what scares me. So every night I say your names out loud: Alby, Winston, Chuck... I repeat them over and over like a prayer... and all the memories come flooding back. It's the details, like the sunbeams on the Glade, just before disappearing behind the walls. I remember the taste of frypans food. I never thought I'd miss it so much. And I remember you. I remember when you arrived in the box, a scared little greenie who didn't even remember his own name. From the moment you ran into the Maze, I knew I'd follow you anywhere, and I did. We all did. If I could do it all again, I would, and I wouldn't change a thing. I hope that when you look back on this in a few years, you can say the same. The future is in your hands now, Tommy. I know you'll find a way. Do the right thing, because you always have. Take care of everyone for me, and take care of yourself too. You deserve to be happy. Thank you for being my friend. Goodbye, Tommy. Newt

𝓂𝒾𝓈𝒸𝒽𝒶 :

and he called him tommy

💤ofia✨ :

“Please Tommy please…”

Marlene🧣 :

To my dear historia....

kenzie :

im both and half the people don't even know what dear Arthur is even from

🍥lsie⋆ 𐙚 ˚. :

Dear Thomas, this is the first letter I've written that I can remember. Obviously, I don't know if I wrote any before the Maze, but if it's not the first, it'll surely be the last. I want you to know that I'm not afraid, at least not of dying, but rather of forgetting, of getting lost with the virus. That's what scares me. So every night I say your names out loud: Alby, Winston, Chuck... I repeat them over and over like a prayer... and all the memories come flooding back. It's the details, like the sunbeams on the Glade, just before disappearing behind the walls. I remember the taste of frypans food. I never thought I'd miss it so much. And I remember you. I remember when you arrived in the box, a scared little greenie who didn't even remember his own name. From the moment you ran into the Maze, I knew I'd follow you anywhere, and I did. We all did. If I could do it all again, I would, and I wouldn't change a thing. I hope that when you look back on this in a few years, you can say the same. The future is in your hands now, Tommy. I know you'll find a way. Do the right thing, because you always have. Take care of everyone for me, and take care of yourself too. You deserve to be happy. Thank you for being my friend. Goodbye, Tommy. Newt

Liamonade :

“Dear Thomas”

Pit :

Dear Thomas, this is the first letter I've written that I can remember. Obviously, I don't know if I wrote any before the Maze, but if it's not the first, it'll surely be the last. I want you to know that I'm not afraid, at least not of dying, but rather of forgetting, of getting lost with the virus. That's what scares me. So every night I say your names out loud: Alby, Winston, Chuck... I repeat them over and over like a prayer... and all the memories come flooding back. It's the details, like the sunbeams on the Glade, just before disappearing behind the walls. I remember the taste of frypans food. I never thought I'd miss it so much. And I remember you. I remember when you arrived in the box, a scared little greenie who didn't even remember his own name. From the moment you ran into the Maze, I knew I'd follow you anywhere, and I did. We all did. If I could do it all again, I would, and I wouldn't change a thing. I hope that when you look back on this in a few years, you can say the same. The future is in your hands now, Tommy. I know you'll find a way. Do the right thing, because you always have. Take care of everyone for me, and take care of yourself too. You deserve to be happy. Thank you for being my friend. Goodbye, Tommy. Newt

Ast ✪ :

I’m full of both.

gretux🖤 :

𝓐𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓮💞 :

“Dear Thomas”