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anonymous asked:

Mhh english isn't my first language, that's why it sounded bad. What I wanted to know was if you know as truth stuff average people consider just rumours (not only larry related). Sorry

Hi! Oh, I get it now! Don’t worry at all about your English, the sentence was just a little upside down and I wasn’t sure what you exactly wanted to know. Pardon! :)

And yes, I do. I’m no one in the industry and yet I do (there must be so so many juicy/dark/hot/delicate info Big People know that I don’t even dream about). It’s that kind of general knowledge, that tacit agreement that certain things are spread in places from where they just won’t get out.

It happens to me so often that I talk to my sisters or even Angela here, or Jen or Cris, end I come up with a statement that is obvious to me and a complete news to them or like you say, something I know for a fact, but is just a rumour outside certain circles. I make a lot of confusion, more often than not, beetween what’s public and what’s private (except for the really important things, of course, that I know how to preserve, i’m no stupid!). 

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.