brings back memories .

anonymous asked:

Last night I got wine drunk alone in my room and watched a bunch of Elliott smith interviews and live shows then started crying hysterically cos I love him and anyways felt like maybe you could relate

wow…. i did this exact thing last summer and i also had a candle lit and i remember i blew out the candle from like an entire foot away . thank u for bringing this memory back into my mind

anonymous asked:

1, 15, 23?

  • 1: A song you like with a color in the title

BLUE by Troye Sivan,, i love it

  • 15: A song that is a cover by another artist

Safe and Sound by Alex Goot (originally performed by Taylor Swift). i know it from a friend i don’t talk to anymore so it brings me back memories :(

  • 23: A song that you think everybody should listen to

Your Best American Girl by Mitski (+ Supermarket flowers for real… it’s my blog title)

anonymous asked:

Can I say that you are just an amazing writer? Like, wow. You blow me away with everything you've written, and the newest series with Don and Mikey running away is so amazingly well done. Thank you for writing them and sharing it with us, I know you must put in a lot of time, and it shows. I hope you have an amazing day today and an even better tomorrow.

Originally posted by samisoffthewall

I’m glad you like ‘These days’, it’s probably the fanfic I’m most proud of out of all my writing.

tbqh, it’s actually a very personal piece. I sympathize and relate an enormous amount to the b-team kids, and what I perceive them going through brings back old memories of mine. I spend a lot of time on each chapter I produce for that series, and I’m honestly surprising myself with how in-depth I’m going.

The fact that people are reading the series, enjoying the series, and have taken the time to tell me how much they like it- makes me incredibly happy, and I’m deeply touched by those facts.

Thank you all who’ve read and supported that particular fic series of mine, very few things could make me happier.

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.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.
We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’
—  The Word Never