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Everyone creates the thing they fear…

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the fabric on my top is stunning

Why can’t you let go? Like a bird in the snow. This is no place to build your home.
—  lyrics from Friction by Imagine Dragons
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hello friends
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F I G U R E M Y. H E A R T. O U T.

When your jam comes on, but ya squad ain’t there

STORY TIME

okay so I was watching this documentary tonight about people who live for a summer or a winter in Antarctica (yes u can live there for a while and just work?? and it’s incredible let’s move) and it was really cool until they got to the winter portion where they just started showing. night sky footage. and I am not exaggerating in the slightest when I say that I started full out crying. like. tears streaming down my face. no light pollution. the stars go round in circles above the poles and flash colors of pink and green and yellow and blue and. the aurora borealis. just dripping from overhead. and I cried for a solid 10 minutes after that.

Just Friends (Nate Maloley) part 10

. -Sammy’s P.O.V- 

I slam my bedroom door behind me and forcefully sit down on my bed. I grab one of my pillows and beam it across the room “Fuck!!” I yell. I cover my face with my hands propping my head up with my elbows on my knees. “Why the fuck did I just walk away like that.” I question my self quietly. I was just way out of line. I shouldn’t of just walked away from her like that. She doesn’t deserve any disrespect or rudeness. I expect her to love me and be mine but i continue to be such a dick. What in the actual fuck is my problem. Tears start welling up in the corners of my eyes making my eyes burn a bit. One escapes leaving a warm watery trail down my face. I wipe my tear from my face and stand up going to the corner to pick my pillow up I just threw. I neatly place it back on my bed. I stand there looking at my door debating on whether to go out there and apologize and be a man or not. Shaking my head at myself for thinking “or not” I fling my door open and step into the hallway. She’s gone. She picked up her bags I dropped and left. No goodbye or nothing, then again I don’t think I deserved one.  

-(Y/n)’s P.O.V-

//“Okay… Alright.” He chews the inside of his cheek and drops my bags back on the ground. He turns his back to me and walks back to his room slamming the door behind him. // 

I watch as Sammy drops my shopping bags on the ground. I watch in disbelief as his storms down the hallways and slams his bedroom door behind him. I close my eyes and sigh. “Fucking prick.” I say a little too loud. I shaking my head i reach down to pick up my bags. “Come on (y/n) !! Let’s go.” Katie yells up the stairs. “Im coming!!” I yell back to her. I turn to walk down the stairs. I stop to look over my shoulder. I should probably say bye but why should I? I guess i was showing my anger because Katie addressed me stomping down the stairs. I didn’t respond when she asked me what was wrong, i just shrugged my shoulders. We made our way out to her car. She opensthe back door and I violently toss my bags in the back seat. “Jesus fuck. What the hell is your problem little Ms. Grumpy-pants.” She scowls. “Sorry.” I reply. Looking at her I pull the Ray Bans off my head and onto my face hiding my eyes behind the solid black barriers. I open the passenger door, throwing myself in. I buckle my seat belt and flop back into the seat. I turn my head to Katie who turns her key in the ignition. “I need a blunt.” I say looking at her through the top of the sunglasses. She snickers at me and rolls her eyes. “Well hit up Foosh. You know damn well he’ll give you some.” She smiles. “Wow, why didn’t i think of that. im dumb.” I lift my butt up to get my phone out of my back pocket. I open up my messages and go to Foosh’s contact and text him. A few minutes later he responds. “What did he say?” Katie asks focused on the road. “He said no problem and to stop by and he’ll hook me up. I love having a pot dealer as a best friend.” I slide my phone in my shirt and into my bra. 

15 minutes of driving later we arrive at Foosh’s house which is only two blocks away from mine, and Katie pulls into the drive. “I’ll be back.” I tell her as i open the car door. I walk up the sidewalk and up the porch steps. Knocking twice I stand there and wait. “Coming!” I hear him yell from the other side of the door. A few seconds later the door swings open. “Hey there gorgeous.” He says pulling me into a hug. “Hey, what’s up, i missed you.” I hug back tightly. “Not a whole lot. Just you know the same old same old.” “Yeah I feel you.” He scratches the back of his neck.”So uh, come in ill go get your stuff.” I walk into the house and watch as he runs up the stairs. His house is pretty big, and neatly organized. There’s painting on the walls and flowers everywhere. Not something you’d expect a guy to have. A flower sitting on his coffee table catches my attention. It’s absolutely beautiful. Hearing Foosh coming back down the stairs I turn to go meet him. “Here ya go.” He hands be a plastic baggy with five huge neatly rolled blunts in it. My eyes almost pop out of my head. I don’t have that much money on me right now. HE has some expensive shit, he’s like one of the top of the line dealers. “Oh my god. I only have enough for one.” I tell him grabbing my wallet out of my pocket and grabbing 15 bucks knowing I get a discount. “ No, put your money back girl. They’re on the house. I love you and you’re like my sister, I also missed your birthday the past two years and I feel like shit. So, yeah.” He thrusts the bag back towards me and I gladly take it. “Thank you so much. I love you too.” I hug him so hard he gasps a bit. “Is that all you need?” He asks as im walking towards the door. “Yes, thank you. I’ll see you soon.” I walk out the door and back to the car, I hop back in with Katie. “So how’d it go?” She asks me looking at me intently. “Well let’s just say..” I grab the baggy out of my pocket and hold it up in front of me. “We’re going to have a good time.” Her mouth drops open. “Yeah, ik.” She pulls out of the drive way and onto the road. We make our way back to my house. She drops me off , and heads to her house so she can get her stuff together. I have a long week or two ahead of me.


A/N: Part 10 !! Hell yes! I know it’s kind of short but it’ll do. Have fun and stay beautiful. I love you.

anonymous asked:

you are such a genuinely nice and empathetic person, that response was perfect. thank you for doing what you can to make other people's lives easier just because you can <3

(cont.–I think!):

and if someone is recovering from an ED or still struggling w/ one this may be their safe space and they may not want to see ppls figures that could trigger them i had to blacklist body image and some other things for a LONG time while I was in recovery because psa!!! when you’re in a hospital and your only outside contact is stupid tumblr or whatever, it’s just not rly something you can handle!!! that anon is a jerk and you are kind

I legitimately I have tears streaming down my face…it makes me really happy to learn that my theory is not a myth, and that I really can help someone by doing this. Thank you very much for confirming what I thought might be true. It’s very nice to know this!!!

Moving hurts. The thoughts that appear in my head like a movie replays every second. Every memorable touch is like scar being reopen. The tears run down my face and the moment I think I’m okay. They come down harder. I form a smile when I can. But my own smile doesn’t help me. It can’t save me anymore. Nothing can.

mgs1otacon replied to your post “Heh gosh whenever I’m outside I get this really smug look on my face,…”

I know that feeling, except for me I just look angry because that’s the shape of my eyebrows

dudsus replied to your post

I squint whenever I’m in direct sunlight. .w.;

aahh man but also, like literally the instant i step outside there are tears streaming down my face like niagra falls, i have no idea how to stop that. thankfully, people have stopped asking me whether im upset >w<