goodbye world i lived a good life

This is a very good Friday night because it is 10pm and I am in bed about to go to sleep. Living my best life. Goodbye strange internet world

Studio Ghibli Sentence Meme
  • “Now I have something I want to protect. It’s you.”
  • “I’m not afraid to die!”
  • “You cannot change fate. However, you can rise to meet it, if you so choose.”
  • “They say that the best blaze brightest when circumstances are at their worst.”
  • “Fear and anger only make it grow faster.”
  • “I think I can handle it.”
  • “Here’s another curse for you - may all your bacon burn.”
  • “Don’t worry! Stay right where you are, I’m coming to get you! You’re gonna be fine, I won’t let him hurt you.”
  • “I need something of yours. How ‘bout your eyes?”
  • “We gotta get out of here! We’re gonna get in trouble!”
  • “You, you sabotaged me! Look! Look at what you’ve done to my hair! Look!”
  • “No more killing. It has to stop!”
  • “You sound ghastly, like some 90-year-old woman.”
  • “Guys, don’t take that food! We’re gonna get in trouble!”
  • “Fight ‘em! C’mon!”
  • “Smile so we can make a good impression.”
  • “We each need to find our own inspiration. Sometimes it’s not easy”
  • “I finally get a bouquet and it’s a goodbye present. That’s depressing.”
  • “Life is suffering. It is hard. The world is cursed. But still, you find reasons to keep living.”
  • “Sorry, it looks like you’re involved.”
  • “Oh, my baby! Are you all right? Are you emotionally traumatized?”
  • “Now I’m trying to look inside myself and find out how I did it.”
  • “Leave before it gets dark.”
  • “Once you do something, you never forget. Even if you can’t remember.”
  • “Cut off a wolf’s head and it still has the power to bite.”
  • “It’s all so familiar yet I know I’ve never been here before. I feel so at home.”
  • “Now I’m trying to look inside myself and find out how I did it.”
  • “I suggest you surrender. There is no ship coming to rescue you.”
  • “I had no idea that my rage could drive me to kill.”
  • “These days, there are angry ghosts all around us - dead from wars, sickness, starvation - and nobody cares.” 
  • “A heart’s a heavy burden.”
  • “Please! You must stop!”
  • “Well, well, well… hello kitty.”
    “You can’t be busy - you’re five!”
  • “So you say you’re under a curse? So what? So’s the whole damn world.”
  • “ I have really had enough of your incredible stupidity.”
  • “Lamebrain! They made an escape! Now step on it!”
  • “I didn’t want them to kill you.”
  • “It’s fun to move to a new place. It’s an adventure.”
  • “Welcome the rich man, he’s hard for you to miss. His butt keeps getting bigger, so there’s plenty there to kiss!”
  • “You shouldn’t be here! Get out!”
  • “He said Mom was ugly, now go get him!”
  • “Kill him and you’ll be famous.”
  • “I’ve seen him do this once before when a girl dumped him.”
  • “S/He’s alive. There goes that dream.”
  • “That was the night I died.”
  • “I’d rather be a pig than a fascist.”
  • “You don’t remember your name?”
  • “Don’t be afraid, I just want to help you.”
  • “Poor kids. I’ll really miss them.”
  • “I don’t fight for honor. I fight for a paycheck.”
  • “ No, No, No! Don’t do this! Help! Help! Crazy lady with the shovel!”
  • “She was once quite beautiful, so I decided to pursue her, then I realized she wasn’t, so then, as usual, I ran away.”
  • “You’re in love. Don’t deny it, you’ve been sighing all day”
  • “She never woke up again.”
  • “You blubber heads! I’m not runnin’ a luxury cruise! Now get to work!”
  • “Why does everything that’s good for you have to taste so bad?”
  • “Whatever you don’t want me to clean, better hide it now!”
  • “This is our little secret. You tell anyone and I’ll rip your mouth off.”
  • “I give up. I see no point in living if I can’t be beautiful.”
  • “If I lose my magic, that means I’ve lost absolutely everything.”
  • “ It’s… you’re scaring me. I have this weird feeling you’re going to leave. ”
  • “There’s a demon inside you.”
  • “Don’t get alarmed but I’m being followed. Act normal.”
  • “Don’t worry, I’ve got four-wheel drive.”
  • “This is what hatred looks like! This is what it does when it catches hold of you! It’s eating me alive, and very soon it will kill me!”
  • “Smooth. Very smooth. You definitely know how to make a good first impression.”
  • “Everyone fears their own mortality.”
  • “Play with me or I’ll break your arm!”
  • “I gotta get out of this place. Someday I’m getting on that train.”
  • “Wait give us a minute! This is clearly harassment.”
  • “Why do fireflies have to die so soon?”
  • “There you are, sweetheart. Sorry I’m late. I was looking everywhere for you.” 
  • “When you’re going to kill a god, let someone else do your dirty work.”
  • “Why did you stop me from killing her?”
  • “When I saw you, I just wanted to find a way to protect you.” 
  • “One thing you can always count on is that hearts change.”
  • “Tell me while you’re still alive!”
  • “This is a tomb for the both of us.”
  • “If nobody comes in, I’m gonna have to eat pancakes forever and be fat, fat, fat! And what am I supposed to do about that?”
  • “Even if you were a woman, you’d still be an idiot!”
  • “What do you say we give 'em a little demonstration of how fast we can run, huh?”
  • “HAM!”
various lyric starters
  • ❛  this is the part where the end starts.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t take it any longer.  ❜
  • ❛  I just can’t tears your tears.  ❜
  • ❛  but will we sleep once I tell you what’s hurting me ?  ❜
  • ❛  how many storms have you been in ?  ❜
  • ❛  don’t you try to resist.  ❜
  • ❛  you are more than ready for this.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll give you what you need.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m not gonna chase you like they chase you ‘cause I don’t want to play.  ❜
  • ❛  it seems like I have conquered every fear I ever had.  ❜
  • ❛  I don’t regret a thing and I won’t forget a thing.  ❜
  • ❛  I never thought I’d see today with you.  ❜
  • ❛  I didn’t picture this, I wasn’t hoping high.  ❜
  • ❛  now I’m reaching for the things I’ve left behind.  ❜
  • ❛  is it too proud to say that I like who we became ?  ❜
  • ❛  I guess growing up turned out to be okay.  ❜
  • ❛  it’s nothing less than perfect.  ❜
  • ❛  every heartache was worth it.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m sitting hear wearing the weight of the world on my shoulders.  ❜
  • ❛  it’s been a long day, and there’s still work to do.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s a ball at the castle, and I’ve been invited, and I need to practice dancing.  ❜
  • ❛  she says he’s a nice guy, and I’d be impressed.  ❜
  • ❛  she came home today with a ring on her hand.  ❜
  • ❛  and all that’s left is rage.  ❜
  • ❛  stay alive for the good times.  ❜
  • ❛  stay alive for the hopes and the fears and the dreams.  ❜
  • ❛  your fear controls everything.  ❜
  • ❛  when you get older your wild heart will live for younger days.  ❜
  • ❛  think of me if ever you’re afraid.  ❜
  • ❛  one day you’ll leave this world behind, so live a life you will remember.  ❜
  • ❛  somebody misses you when you’re away.  ❜
  • ❛  somebody loves you.  ❜
  • ❛  I think you’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.  ❜
  • ❛  I leave you here, for once, for all.  ❜
  • ❛  it’s time to say goodbye again.  ❜
  • ❛  shallow graves for shallow hearts.  ❜
  • ❛  if you could envision the meaning of a tragedy, you might be surprised to find it’s you and me.  ❜
  • ❛  when it comes down to it, you never made the most of it.  ❜
  • ❛  I won’t be made a fool of.  ❜
  • ❛  don’t call this love.  ❜
  • ❛  I wrote two hundred letters I will never send.  ❜
  • ❛  why won’t you answer me ?  ❜
  • ❛  I’m gonna get you back.  ❜
  • ❛  why do you do what you do to me ?  ❜
  • ❛  I’m gonna love you like I’ve never been broken.  ❜
  • ❛  I don’t need a reason for anything I feel.  ❜
  • ❛  just be glad I say what I mean, and mean what I say to you.  ❜
  • ❛  are you real ?  ❜
  • ❛  I just wanna be ok.  ❜
  • ❛  I just wanna feel something today.  ❜
  • ❛  open me up and you will see, I’m a gallery of broken hearts.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m beyond repair, let me be.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll take you home if you don’t leave me at the front door.  ❜
  • ❛  I saw you dancing and I couldn’t get you off my mind.  ❜
  • ❛  I could tell that you could tell that I was taking my time.  ❜
  • ❛  where’s the miniskirt made of snake skin ?  ❜
  • ❛  when did reality become TV ?  ❜
  • ❛  there’s some kind of blessing here.  ❜
  • ❛  pretty little thing.  ❜
  • ❛  this isn’t what I wanted.  ❜
  • ❛  don’t look at me that way.  ❜
  • ❛  pushing you away gets harder every day.  ❜
  • ❛  you’re such a bad, bad girl.  ❜
  • ❛  I need you, I want you.  ❜
  • ❛  give me all you’ve got tonight.  ❜
  • ❛  when your hand finds the hand it was meant to hold, don’t let go.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll never fall in love again.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve been there and I’m glad I’m out.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s no one else’s eyes that can see into me.  ❜
  • ❛  you know my heart by heart.  ❜
  • ❛  what did you come for ?  ❜
  • ❛  where is your leader ?  ❜
  • ❛  where is your conscience ?  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t take this, I can’t take what’s not mine.  ❜
  • ❛  you won’t take us alive.  ❜
  • ❛  you’re just a number.  ❜
  • ❛  I don’t blame you for your hesitation.  ❜
  • ❛  I surrender to losing you.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve been hiding in this bottle of whiskey.  ❜
  • ❛  I hear your voice in my head when there’s no one else around.  ❜
  • ❛  there is no where else for me to run to.  ❜
  • ❛  all these things we’ve done, we cannot undo.  ❜
  • ❛  I tried to replace you but it’s so hard to let you go.  ❜
  • ❛  I tried to erase you but I just can’t forget you.  ❜
  • ❛  I ain’t nothing but tired.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m just tired and bored with myself.  ❜
  • ❛  I could use just a little help.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s something happening somewhere.  ❜
  • ❛  you can’t start a fire without a spark.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s a joke here somewhere and it’s on me.  ❜
  • ❛  they say you gotta stay hungry, well I’m just about starving tonight.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m dying for some action.  ❜
  • ❛  come on baby, give me just one look.  ❜
Studio Ghibli & Mr. Miyazaki starters

- suggested by Anonymous and pulled from various films/sources

  • “You cannot alter your fate. However, you can rise to meet it”
  • “A heart’s a heavy burden”
  • “I’ve got something I want to protect - it’s you”
  • “I think we ought to live happily ever after”
  • “Once you’ve met someone, you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return”
  • “It will protect you. It’s made from the threads your friends wove together”
  • “Nothing that happens is ever forgotten, even if you can’t remember it”
  • “We need to find our own inspiration. Sometimes, it’s not easy”
  • “I make friends, then suddenly I can’t bear to be with any of them”
  • “Here’s another curse: may all your bacon burn!”

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Too good at goodbyes pt. 2

I was so happy that you guys liked this imagine that I made a part 2 like you requested. Hope you guys like this part. Feedbacks are always appreciated.

Warnings: angst but happy ending, bad english lol, sorry.


Requests are open 

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Your life without Theo was miserable. You felt like everything good has been removed from the world and then replaced with something else. The world around you began to have a shade of grey, your usual happiness and bubbliness were long gone and you started to live life like it was programmed. You went to school, ate, did your homework, ate again and then slept. Everyday. The routine started to suffocate you and you were almost going crazy when it happened. You remembered it too well, it was one of the few vivid memories that you had of those days without Theo.

Scott stopped his track and leaned against your door frame. You knew that something was up, this behaviour wasn’t like him, he would have sat down on your bed and smiled at you normally.

“What’s up Scott?”

“It’s about Theo.”

You felt your heart skip a beat and then crumble in your chest.

“What about him?”

Scott lowered his gaze on the ground and shook his head.

“No, no Scott you’re joking.”

He reached you on your bed and sat beside you.

“I’m sorry Y/N.”

You started sobbing. It couldn’t be true, he was Theo, he never lost.

Scott held you against his chest, trying to calm you down while your tears soaked his shirt.

Now that Theo was really gone not only from your life but everybody’s life you were more than miserable. You felt wrong, like you didn’t belong there anymore. Maybe he was your soulmate like you thought.

It didn’t matter how much time had passed, to you it seemed like you were getting worse, and now that Stiles went missing too, you just couldn’t. Everything was becoming too much for you.

The pack was completely lost about how to get him back and the fact that even Lydia, the smartest of all of you, didn’t know what to do disturbed you deeply. Everybody was losing hope. I mean, how could you even think of fighting creatures that rode storms, it was too much even for you.

That day you weren’t feeling too well, you felt worse than usually and that thing wasn’t a good sign. The call that you received from Scott saying to come to his house immediately wasn’t a good sign either.

You knocked on his door feeling unusually nervous. Scott looked even more worried than the last few days.

“Y/N, before you see him, let me explain.”

“Let you explain what?” you heard something crush on the ground in the kitchen, “ what I this noise?”

You pushed past him despite his objections and walked towards the noise.

When you saw what was making that noise you stumbled back, your breath caught in your throat.

“Oh my god.”

Everyone turned to you, but you didn’t care, you only cared about one pair of eyes. Theo’s.

“What is this? You were dead, you should be dead.”

Theo closed his eyes at the sound of your voice and his lips started to shake lightly like he was going to cry  but when he opened his eyes there were no tears.

Malia stood up and stepped aside.

“They brought me back,” he said slowly getting up.


“To help you with Stiles.”

“Why would you help us with Stiles, you don’t like him.”

“I don’t like him but I love you and I know how much he means to you.”

You greeted your teeth and tried to hold back your tears.

“Why didn’t you tell me before? You don’t know what I’ve been through,” tears now were running down your cheeks fastly.

“You don’t know what I’ve been through either, I was in hell Y/N. If I wasn’t being killed by my sister, I had to watch my sister kill you.”


“I had to watch her kill you multiple times,” you couldn’t believe it but Theo Raeken was crying in front of you and because of you.

You breathed deeply and locked your gaze with his. Silence fell over the two of you. Then, like magnets are being pulled together, you pulling him to you and wrapped your arms around his torso, breathing his scent. You felt his head in the crook of your neck and his arms tight around you.

“I missed you.”

Theo held you closer and you grabbed his shirt in tight fists.

“I love you Y/N, I’ll never let you go again.”

@thesaraaaaahpfan @tvdtotwfanforever

@amylillian22 (I love your imagines and the fact that you read mine makes me feel honoured, k I’m awkward bye)

Valedictorian Speech

Good evening.

If there’s one thing that I learned, it’s that endings never work out the way you want them to—that they’re terrible, and this one is no different. Closing circles, shutting doors, finishing the last chapter of a good book , or the last afternoon of summer. Endings are like flat tires and wet pairs of socks and cold dinners. They’re the sort of thing that—no matter the effort, no matter the discipline—no one can get right.
This is one of those days for us. When we have to say goodbye to everything familiar and safe and be exposed to a new world out there while leaving great memories behind.
But believe me when I say, there are far greater things ahead than any we leave.
What we can’t do is live our lives always afraid of the next goodbye and the coming beginning, because chances are they’re not going to stop. The trick is to recognize when a goodbye can be a good thing: when it’s a chance to start again. And although our high school life has to end, our love for each other doesn’t.

And I don’t think I can set foot into the new world without guardian angels on my side and on my heart.
-This one’s to the teachers, who took minutes of their own time to deliver a message to us.
-To the teachers who tolerated our class room drama and helped us be the best
-Who let us sneak snacks in class and pretended they didn’t see us, although obviously the class smelt like food.
-To the ones who understood our cravings, and made their wives cook for us because they knew how much food meant to us.
-To the teachers who took us out to play paintball and were the reason for our bruises. But that’s okay because they were a good kind of bruises. The memorable kind. The kind you never want to get rid of.
-To the teachers who developed our skills in various way and guided our way to success.
Thank you.

And then there are those lovely tremendous and extraordinary people sitting among you. Our families and parents and brothers and sisters.

-So, this one’s for my Mother, who I could tell everything to and who always understood me, advised me and gave me all she had. Who dried my tears when I had a broken heart, defended me even when I was wrong and taught me that the world is cruel but I’m strong enough to survive in it.
-To my father, who not only spent half of his paycheck so I can buy new clothes and travel out of the country or get a proper education, but who was also very open minded and not afraid to expose me to new things out there because he knew that to gain experience and wisdom, I had to see the good and the bad of everything.
Mom, dad, just because I’m graduating or possibly going anywhere doesn’t mean your roles as parents end here. I’ll always need you no matter how many times I say I don’t.
-To my brothers, both of them, who loved me, cared for me and drove me around when I needed a ride.
-To my sisters, the ones i never had but whom my best friends played the perfect role of, who were there for me through the ups and downs and happy and sad times.
Thank you.

And last but not least, This one’s for the bunch of kids sitting way over there about to get their diplomas, graduate and be free and not kids anymore. Me among them, of course.

I know that we’ll all be stories some day, and our pictures will become old photographs. We all become somebody’s mom or dad. But right now, these moments are nor stories. This is happening. We are here, gathered by the people who love us the most in the world. We’re the heroes of our time, we’re infinite as the universe and we’re making a promise to always remember that our young hearts should always shoot for the stars and change the world.

When I think of each and every personality of you guys, I just realize that this year would have been completely different if any of you were missing. I admit that I probably didn’t get along with like a quarter of you. Okay, half of you? Three quarters? Ok, let’s not push it.

So, fellow graduates and young volcanoes, this one’s to you,
-To the girl who likes reading, good music and wanderlust
-To the girl who likes helping people and is the friendliest and kindest person I ever met
-To the girl whose face goes red as a tomato when someone talks to her
-To our future Einstein
-To the girl who can make us laugh no matter how serious the situation is.
-To the girl who can’t wait to graduate and get out of here.
-To the girls who like good music and have an awesome fashion sense
-To the girls whose laugh is funnier than the joke itself
-To the girls who like drawing, singing, dancing and just having fun.
-And To the neat/ sarcastic/ intelligent/confident/kind hearted and remarkable girls I know.
-To those interested in photography.
-To the guy who’s so smart in calculus, physics and Ap chemistry, that Walter White from Breaking Bad probably died because he wasn’t as brilliant as him.
-To the musicians who banged their drums and strummed their guitars and made everyone happy.
-To the guy whose best quality is that he’s caring, responsible and short, just like I am.
-To the guys who’re creative and misunderstood and always hungry, and to the guy who’s anti-mainstream. Although being anti-mainstream is actually mainstream.
-To the guy who’s the main reason I even came to this school and will always be known for his curly hair, golden voice and amazing basketball skills.
-To the guy who puts the B in BOSS, and likes being called The President.
-To the guy who likes football more than his own mother.
-To the guys I probably never had a real conversation with until this very day but I still won’t forget them.

-And most importantly, to the class of 2014 who, let’s admit it, is the best thing that ever happened to this school. Right?

So, I hope you enjoyed my speech and if you did not, I hope you had a good nap.
I’ve had enough memories in this school to keep me smiling all summer, and even after if I wasn’t going to college in September. So, enjoy the rest of the evening, and the rest of your life, save your tears for later, say what you always wanted to say tonight with no fear or regrets because you might not have another chance, and make even more memories to tell your children when you grow up.
Friends, families and everyone joining us tonight, You know what they say it’s not a goodbye, it’s a see you later.
I love you guys,

Thank you.

(-written by Menna Mahdy)

Lost Memories. (TylerxReader)

Warning: if you are a sensitive person I would not recommend reading this. Also, *Starts to whisper* this is one of my *cough* bts *cough* writings that I just wrote last night *normal voice* I just changed the names. I also put in some of the my other writings if you recognize some of it that’s why. But I did 100% write this. I was just lazy and wanted to post something. Okay bye~

He was gone. He was really gone. No note, just a camera sitting on the bed next to him.

Start Of Video

The camera moved around as I tried setting it up on a rock. Tyler, was up in a tree branch drinking a bottle of water. The summer sun was going down and the heat was gone.

“Why do you record everything, I will never understand.” Tyler gets down from the tree and stands by me.

“Sometimes you forget the small memories and sometimes you want to get as close as possible to a certain memory. This is why I record, so I won’t forget.” I explain to him and point the camera toward Tyler.

“Ah, so you don’t want to forget me?” He chuckled and winked. “Kidding, but what is there to record? We’re just at a park.”

“There’s always more to everything.”

“Oh Y/n, always so deep.” He pats my head and takes the camera.

“Hello future Y/n, how’s life? All good I hope. In 8 years i’ll be 24 and you’ll be 23. I hope we still talk. Oh, how am I? Do I still look as sexy as ever?” He chuckles and paused for a moment to think. “Are we married? I hope so.”

He looks at me and smiles, as I blush and hide my face in my…well Tyler’s sweater that I was wearing. I playfully hit him and take the camera back.

“Yah, don’t say that. We’re not even a couple”

He takes the camera again and points it towards us. He wraps his hands around my waist as my back faces him. (Like a back hug ya know?)

“Correction, we’re not a couple yet.” He smiles.

“Huh, what do you mean?” I was confused and turned around to look at him.

“I’ve….I’ve liked you. I always have. But I was to scared to say anything. Y/F/n, will you do me the great honor of being my girlfriend?”

“Hmm, I mean….” I pretend to hesitate and get out of his grip.

“Um, i-its okay I’m sor-” His eyes widen and his smile disappears.

“Yah, idiot. I was kidding. Yes, I will be your girlfriend.” I hug him and he hugs back. Letting out a breath of relief.

“Oh, thank god. Don’t worry, I’ll treat you right.”

End of Video. The confession.

“Yah, don’t record me.” Tyler looked away and laughed, showing off his smile.

“You’re so beautiful, I need to treasure this moment.” I chuckle and point the camera back at him.

We were sitting on a rock, watching the sunset fade away. Our feet dangling, due to the lack of height. The gray and orange sunset looked like a painting. Mixing colors of purple and gray.

“You act as if I’m leaving, Y/n. Why? I will always be by your side, love. No matter what.” He paused and hugged me. “I-I love you. I’m in love with you.”

I gasped and hugged him tighter, dropping the camera. The camera fell into the perfect position. Pointing at Tyler and I hugging and the sunset behind us. Our silhouettes, outlined in black.

“I love you too, Tyler.”

The Video Ends. The first ‘I love you.’

“Get the camera angle right, Brendon. You keep shaking.“ Josh said.

“Ugh, I’m trying but you keep telling me what to do when I already know.” Brendon rolls his eyes.

“Can we just start this?” Tyler asked grabbing the mic and getting into position.

“Yea, sure come on.”

*Starts to play the song ‘Tear in my heart’* .

“Happy One year, Y/n. I love you and can’t live without you.” Tyler smiles and blows a kiss to the camera.

“They are literall goals. I want this in life.” Brendon pretends to cry.

“Okay, and we’re done now. Wait, how do you turn this off?” Tyler asks confused. The camera got really close up to his face as he tries to turn it off. “Oh, I got it-”

End of Video

First anniversary

“Hey Y/n, welcome to Tyler vlog. Haha.” The laugh was fake. It was obvious that he was hurting. His skin pale and his face was a little sunken in. “So, we broke up. I-I don’t know if I could take this much longer.”

Tears were streaming down his face and his once beautiful brown eyes were now dull and red.

“I’m sorry, I should have never doubt your love. I should have trusted you. If I was there you wouldn’t have turned to Josh. I should have never accused you of cheating. I’m an idiot, I know. But Y/n, this hurts so much. I feel like I’m going to die because of how much my heart hurts. This is my fault I know. But, I can’t lose you. I just can’t. I can’t live without the touch of you. Just being in your presence is more than I deserve.”

End of Video.

“Yea, you should have been there. I was playing basket ball with Josh and tried passing him the ball but he wasn’t paying attention and nailed him straight in the face.” Tyler laughed.

I chuckled and looked around. The beach was beautiful at night. The moon reflecting on the water. Tyler saw the camera and immediately looked away covering his face.

“Tyler, look at the camera and stop hiding your face. You’re cute~.”

“No~, I look bad.”

“Are you kidding me. You’re Tyler Joseph.” I laugh and start rapping but fail.

“Oh my, baby. You can’t rap.” Tyler laughs and looks at me as I pout.

“Hey, that’s mean.”

“It’s okay, I’ll teach you. But, can we go play in the water?”

He points to the water and looks back at me and grabs my hand.

“Ugh, Fine.” I laugh.

End of Video. Making memories.

“Hey, Y/n. You haven’t used this camera in a long time. So, I decided to take it. Make ya know Tyler vlogs.” He chuckles. He looked tired as if he hasn’t sleep in a while. But, nonetheless he still looked good.

“So, we’re fighting, once again.”

~Flash back to the night of the fight~

“You could have done something about it! Instead you just sat there flirting? Wow.. how low can you get in a Matter of 10 minutes?” I yelled. Tears threatening to spill. I refuse to cry. I blink it back I was brave.

“Wow, I was flirting? What were you doing, just getting ‘Friendly’ with that other guy Y/N? I don’t think so!” He yelled trying to overpower my voice from being heard.

“Listen to me Tyler I was not flirting, I was trying to get him off me for your Information. I have nothing to prove to you because I did nothing wrong. What’s your excuse? Did undressing each other with your eyes not work?” I just wanted to run right now.

“You have to understand my point of view Tyler.” You yelled. “It sure as hell looked like something.”

“Your over reacting Y/n.” Tyler yelled overpowering your voice.

That’s it, you were done yelling. You were tired of yelling day after day with Tyler. You slid down the wall. Hands covering your face, tears leaking out, giving up hope.

“Please. I can’t do this anymore. it’s all too much.” Your voice barley Audible but still loud enough to hear.

“W-what are you talking about?” He stuttered.

“It’s time to give up. On us. Hell, I’ve given up on everything.”

“You can’t be saying this. Y-you can’t b-be. Y/n I love you. F-forever and Always. Remember that?” His eyes turning into something you weren’t familiar with. His head tilted, eyes watering as if he was trying not to cry. Pain, misery and hopelessness was read all by his face.

“Tyler, some things aren’t ment to last for ever…..listen I’m going away….a-and you can’t do anything about it but I …..I will be back maybe in days or years but I will be back…..I promise.”

You said as you walked to your room that you and Tyler had shared and packed your bags. You planned on going to Josh. He probably already saw this coming. You told Josh everything. Down to the smallest detail. No matter how personal.

“Please, please I’m begging you please.” Tyler’s eyes had darkened. They were no longer soft brown but dull and red.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered as you walked out the door with bags in your hand. It was Foggy outside. The air was misty yet cool. Grey clouds flood the dull night sky.

Stars sprinkled around the galaxy. The roads were glistening from the rain that had happened early in the day. It was oddly relaxing. Winter was your favorite season. For most it had been Summer but you always liked the cold for some reason.

Trees were green yet loosing color but still kept it’s beauty. You planned on walking all the way to Josh’s The roads were long but nothing you couldn’t handle.

~End of flash back~

“I guess, I’m….I’m going to say things that I could never tell you in person. I guess someday you’ll stumble upon this and know the truth. It’s funny isn’t it. How life can be so cruel. It gives the most beautiful and precious things and then takes it away.” A tear fell down his cheeks. “I-I love you. But, I feel like..I’m not good enough for you. Fuck, I feel like I’m not good enough for myself.

You deserve better.“

End Of Video. True Feelings.

“Why am I here today? Why do I breath the air I breath? Why am I alive? Simple, because of her. The love of my life. My Princess with a broken crown. My beloved and only. My everything. I’m here because of her. It’s funny how a simple existence can make such a great change in the world.Well, at least to my world.

You didn’t have to do much to make me fall in love so quickly. Hell, all you had to do was breath. Literally, all you had to do was breath because I couldn’t live in a world without her. Oh, how cliché, I know. Looking at you, I only saw perfection. Nothing more, nothing less.

“Y/n, I can’t do this anymore. I can’t. I feel like I’m not myself but a prisoner to my own body. I think it’s time to say goodbye. I-I love you so much. But, I need to go. Please forgive me. But, you need to forget me and live your life. I- I can’t. I love you. Thank you for everything.”

Tyler’s Point of Veiw

I end the video with tears streaming down my face. I can’t be selfish. I need to let her go. I have to, for her own good.

I lay down with pills in my hand and swallow as much as possible. Freeing my self from this world as I am consumed by the darkness.

End of Video.

Your Point of Veiw

This is my fault. This is all my fault and I know it. No one could tell me any different. I cry and fall to the ground hugging my knees. It’s been a couple days and I couldn’t take it anymore. I miss him, I need him. I’m trying to get through but I’m not seeing hope.

  • April 1, 2017
  • I don't always love you, you know?
  • Sometimes I come to the conclusion that you're just a boy. Granted, the most beautiful boy I ever met. But so what? It's over now. I should be thankful for the good... and for the bad because I learned from them. You were a chapter in my life, and it's done. On to the next.
  • But other times I come to the conclusion that Fate made us for each other. That no one can replace me in your heart as no one can replace you in mine. That I'm not with you because we still have lessons to learn... grow on our own. But someday, we'll be together again, and this time, forever.
  • Whichever one is true, here I am, living. I have just one life, as far as I know. So I'm gonna see as much of the world as I can, laugh as hard and as often as possible, take really good care of myself, and just carpe the hell out of this diem.
  • Maybe one day we'll find ourselves back in and at the center of each other's lives. Or maybe you've already found your actual true love, and mine is on his way to me.
  • Either way, I'm glad that at some point in my life, I kissed the most beautiful boy in the world, and he kissed me back.

I am really sorry to all of you

I’ve been away for a while now and I have some explaining to do. 
I have recently relocated to Australia and I’ve been dealing with some wild emotions lately. To be completely honest with you all, I’ve been a little sad lately. 
This blog has been and always will be about positivity, cheer, joy, Christmas, family and you all. I haven’t wanted to get on here and just start blogging again without an explanation, and I did consider just to not come back again. Which now I realise is a really selfish and completely unreasonable thing to do.
Since I have moved away from my family things are starting to improve for me, both mentally and physically. My family was the reason I moved out this way, I couldn’t be around them anymore, I knew I was being held back and trapped from doing big things, the things I’ve dreamed of doing for a long time. When I said goodbye to my family at the airport I felt this entire world just fall off of my shoulders. Yes, it was incredibly hard to say goodbye to the people who have surrounded me my entire life but it also felt so good. I’m still actually trying to come to terms with having this freedom.
When I lived with my family things were hard for me, to a point where I felt completely isolated from everything. We lived 20 miles from the nearest town and up a very steep rocky road. That’s just the last 2 years living wiht my family, before that we didn’t stay in one place for very long, we moved from county to city to state to state and it seemed never ending. But as I was moving from state to state, I found someone, someone who didn’t understand what I was going through, but wanted to know how I felt and wanted to be in the details of my life. He came back and forth from Australia just to see me and he taught me that people aren’t supposed to be treated the way I had been treated, he showed me a pure and unselfish love that I had only seen a few times in my life. 
He did leave to go back to Australia, and we applied for a visa so he could come back and live with me and my family. This meant he was gone for about 8 months, I declined rapidly in this time frame. just a couple of months after he left that last time, I began exercising and becoming extremely healthy, I went vegan and all of my weight melted off of me like candle wax. I became anorexic within 5 months of him being gone that last time. I was able to hid this from my family for a while, another couple of months went by and no one noticed I hadn’t been eating, I’d been working out constantly and I didn’t want to go outside. I would sit in my room and scroll though photos of foods I wanted to eat so badly but wouldn’t dare touch it. It was one of the hardest times in my life. 
I told my mom I was having problems, she told me she was happy I told her and she wanted to find me a nutritionist, but I knew that wasn’t something I was up for. Not long after that my step-dad employed me as an “office manager” In his new business. I accepted and worked for him in our own home. This made me even more isolated and put me deeper into this hole. 
My fiancé finally came back and my family thought I would get better instantly from him being back. I now know that they pushed him to come back so much that he almost didn’t have a choice. He came back expected the absolute worse and it must have been even worse that I thought. Even when he was back I didn’t want to gain weight, I didn’t want to give up loosing 5 more pounds. So I kept going all through the summer and into the start of autumn.
After long talks with Daniel and my family moving us out of my bedroom in to a camper next to their home I finally started realising the severity of my situation, and I began to eat more, slowly more and more. During this time my mid had to recover as well so I made this blog to find some comfort and it grew so fast and so many people came to support me and the message I was sharing.
I started to feel better, a lot better, I gained all of my weight back and then some. But at my job that now my whole family was working for I was feeling left out. I felt I was there just to keep me happy, and Daniel became employed with them after I had a complete meltdown about the whole family working there besides him.
We both continued to work there for a couple of months until I couldn’t take being thrown to the side and taken advantage of. So I quit. And I was able to work on this blog full-time and really dive into anything creative I wanted to do. After a month or so went by Daniel found the job was giving him a lot of stress causing him to get sick so he decided to quit as well. 
So here we were, both jobless and confused on our next step. We spent a lot of time trying to get out of the house when we could which was close to impossible, we had to depend on other people to get us out because neither of us could drive, my parents seemed as if they didn’t want me to drive so I never got the chance. After a few months of us both being home, blowing through our savings very quickly we decided to move out, and we came to the conclusion going to Australia might be a good change and we might see something there that we could see in the place we were at. 
We decided not to tell my family we were leaving because, I was honestly very overwhelmed with how I was being treated and I was very sad over being left out of the family. No one wanted to talk to me after I quit work with the family company so I went a few months of not being able to go out, and only really being able to talk to Daniel. So, I did make the decision to not tell anyone about this move. We bought our flight, got rid of a lot of unwanted items, and I got my passport, and no one really had any idea. Until, I started asking if people wanted some of the things I wouldn’t usually just give away. 
Then, my parents came to talk to Daniel and I and we laid everything out on the floor, my mother didn’t want to hear it so Daniel and I were left talking to my step-dad and he started angry but finished agreeing with us and being understanding. 
After that Daniel and I went with my family to visit my grandparents on the other side of the country and less than a couple of weeks later we were in Seattle getting on a flight to Hawaii with Daniel’s parents. After we got back from Hawaii we cracked down on getting things packed. It took us a couple of weeks and the morning came when I had to say goodbye. 
As I said before, it was really hard and I had waited for a moment like this for so long it felt really surreal. But I also know I needed this in more ways than one and as soon as I got on that flight there was an enormous weight that fell from me.
Since being in this new place I’ve been deal with the “backlash” of everything that went on the last couple of years. So, right now I am a little lost. I’m slowly trying to find myself. I told Daniel yesterday that I need change, I feel like I really need it. Feeling that was has made me want to change my appearance very badly. I’m thinking of cutting all of my hair off again and getting new specs, changing my wardrobe. All of the materialistic things that I was taught to love by. So I guess the point of this post is to tell you I have been a little lost in my own head lately, and thats why I haven’t been around. I’m trying to reassure myself that it’s a good reason to not be around and I needed the time to try and figure things out, but it’s hard for me to feel confident in anything I say.
But with everything negative that has happened there is some positive. I got to move to an incredible place and really get the freedom I’ve been wanting. I’ve also learned a few new things about myself, one of the being I do want to go back to school next year and I’m really looking forward to doing that.
So, that’s where I have been and that’s how I’ve been doing lately. I’m really angry with myself that I have been able to keep this blog up during travelling and settling in but that’s one of the things I’m trying to work on lately, not the beat myself up over these type of things. 
So, yes, I am back right now and I will try and keep you all close to me and let you in on how things are going. 

My dear Delilah... pt. II

Title: My dear Delilah… pt. II
Author: Dalila
Ship: Sherlock x Reader
Word count: 1.810
Part one: x
Summary: After revealing yourself as Moriarty’s partner, you aim his gun at Sherlock. The three of you stand there, until another twist comes someone’s way.
Warnings: someone being shot, blood loss (message me if I should add something to the list)

      “Oh, I see…” Images of you flickering before his eyes. Each smile, each wink, every picture he’d saved in his mind – it was all a lie. “You’re (Y/N)”

      “I find it amusing. James said you were smarter than… ordinary people.”

      “But you… You weren’t supposed to be like this.” His scream echoed, filling the walls around you.

      Then you grabbed the gun Moriarty hid in his suit. You pointed it at Sherlock, with a playful smirk. “Maybe you just wanted to believe that. John, Molly… it was never enough for you. You needed someone who’d made you feel special. You needed someone matching your level. But we were never matching. I’m higher than you. And you proved that on the very day we’ve met. I gave you a clue, right away.”

      “Of course… Delilah - Samson’s wife, the symbol of betrayal.”

      “What parent would name their child Delilah, right?” he couldn’t stop staring at you, as you lowered the gun and aimed it at his heart. Not knowing you’ve already hit him there. Already killed him. “Now, James… what do you think we should do with this one?”

      Time seemed to stop at that very moment. Moriarty’s gun in your hands aimed at Sherlock’s heart and Moriarty right behind you. Sherlock tried to picture this situation in his mind palace to figure out how to survive. The problem was, he was out of options. He was harmless, he always was harmless whenever you were concerned.

      “No need to be dramatic, darling.” Moriarty burst out in laughter, once more placing a hand on your shoulder. One corner of your lips went up at his touch. “Step back now, it’s no time to set fire.”

      Seconds turned to ages, as you just stared at each other. Sherlock examined every part of your face. It was never easy, reading you. You were often misguiding him, creating façades to slow him down. But your eyes were honest, the only place you couldn’t control. And yet, he could only see one thing reflecting in them.


      Your playful smirk lightened up once again, as you gave Sherlock a quick wink.

      “Fire doesn’t know time.” Maniacal laughter filled his ears moments before you fired your gun… just below Moriarty’s ribs. “Oopsie…” you threw the gun his way before causally walking to Sherlock. “And you’re going to follow me, without any tricks. You know I don’t need a gun to put you through hell.” You walked past him, leaving him in shock for a few seconds.

      “You bloody traitor…” Moriarty was squirming in pain, his blood already spreading on the floor. And even while struggling to breathe, he couldn’t help but laugh. “Clever traitor!” he shouted with a psychotic grin on his face.

      “I said: follow me…” you repeated, standing near the door. You didn’t even bother turning your face to them. There was no need for that. “Trust me, it’ll be worth it.” With one last chuckle, you exited the cathedral, knowing Sherlock was right behind you.

      “You’re (Y/N)…”

      “Yeah, we already settled that one. Move on.” You played with a lost strand of your hair, with Sherlock sitting in front of you in his chair on 221B Baker Street. Outside, skyline was lit up with stars. London lived its life without the two of you, as you secluded in his small flat.

      “What was the point of all this?” his eyes were narrowed, as he tried to get an answer without you saying anything. You smiled, knowing he wouldn’t be able to deduce it. Making things messy and overcomplicated was your speciality. 

      “I may be a psycho, but I’m not even half as dangerous as that bastard.” Your gaze went absent for a few moments, as your mouth continued to voice your thoughts. “I heard about him years ago. I was in mess with myself, without any purpose…”

      “That was why you joined him? So he could give you purpose?” he scoffed, shaking his head at you. And you just sighed with disappointment.

      “Yeah, because ever since I was a kid I dreamed about being a serial killer, be realistic now.” You mocked him, tapping your fingers on the table. Sherlock’s eyebrows twitched a little when he realized you’d been tapping his own melody. You got up and casually walked to the kitchen. “Fancy a tea?”

      “If it wasn’t for that, why did you join him?” he got up and followed you. You’d noticed he was keeping his distance from you. Observing you, the way predator observes his prey. You turned to him, raising an eyebrow.

      “And why does anyone do anything?” you slowly repeated Moriarty’s words. You heard them so often, they became your own mantra. “Why are you chasing after him, playing all his games, letting him mess around with everyone? I wanted to stop him.”

      His brows furrowed at your words. “People died, (Y/N)! Not just because you didn’t stop him, you killed them yourself. Torturing them, driving them mad.” He practically shouted at you, throwing one of the cups across the room. It shattered against the wall, but you didn’t even blink. Didn’t break eye contact for one moment.

      “Would you rather have someone else do it for him? Someone actually dedicated to this maniac?” you made your way closer to him, your eyes burning with passion. You faces were only inches away, when you pierced him with your eyes. Trying to reach his soul. No, deeper. His mind, the only place he ever paid attention to. “If it wasn’t for me, you’d probably be dead by now. Without any clues about what he’s going to do next. His stupid game would be over and you’d die if it wasn’t for me.” You hissed those words right in his face, rage pouring out of your words, your eyes. “It was my sacrifice for the world, Sherlock.”

      This wasn’t your first argument, but it was indeed your first truly honest conversation. It was usually easy for him to understand any point you’d make, but each time it would be just a façade, carefully planned lie. Without real emotions. “You call this sacrifice?” he asked.

      “I looked out for the bigger picture there! Something you could try, maybe then you would stop walk in circles.” Your breath was irregular, as you threw words at him. “You’d never get anything out of him or any other member of his web. You needed me there.”

      “If you truly were on my side, why didn’t you kill him today? You could have ended this all in a matter of seconds.” Sherlock made his way closer to you, his voice full of disgust. He hated you, for all the things you’d done. A soft smile crept over your lips at his tone. Oh, you knew it would come to that one day…

      “Of all people you should know – Moriarty is smart.” Your voice turned calm again, a sense of peace filling you. “But he’s also chaotic. He’s not doing this for anything else than his own entertainment. He’s Nero, making the world burn just so he can warm up in its flame. I spent my best years to understand his instincts.” You tried taking his hand in yours, but he quickly retrieved it. “If I killed him today, his web would outlive him. I wasn’t the one who  would take over it. You’d lose it all, forever. You’d never find it again. Moriarty is always in control. He’ll also be in control of his own death. This is all a game to him, and you need to play along.”

      He looked into your eyes one more time. His face was a riddle of emotions, one you didn’t even try to solve. You didn’t want to know what would be the result. After a moment, he left the kitchen and took his violin in his hands, implying that the conversation was over.

      “I have few people who are faithful to me, not Moriarty. They took care of him and already informed your brother.” You closed your eyes as a sweet melody filled your ears. Only then, your body was shaken a little. One last time, you heard him play. “By now, James is probably being interrogated. This is not the end, but it will give you some time to prepare.” You took your bag from the chair you’d been sitting on and turned to the exit.

      “Prepare for what exactly?” he asked, not turning his face towards you.

      “For the next step of his game. It’ll take a lot of effort, but I believe I already made it a little easier for you.” You chuckled quietly. “You’ve made a big mistake trusting me the first time Sherlock. You listened to your heart, but you should never let it rule your head.”

      “I’ll keep it in mind…” his tone was distant, even more than usual. You’ve grown to understand how he’d leave the real world to enter his mind palace, how he kept away from people to be in his best mental state. But this was different. You proved him wrong, you played him and it would never be the same between you.

      “Goodbye, Sherlock.” You said, taking one last glance at the flat. Surprisingly, you’ve grown accustomed to being there. All this time, you knew it would eventually come to an end. It was just your mission to be there, yet the thought of leaving almost saddened you. 

      “This is your last goodbye, right?” his words echoed in your head for the first few seconds before you answered. You smiled, but weakly.

      “Soon, there will be a reward set for my head. I need to hide, probably I’ll have to do it for the rest of my life. The good part is that I won’t have to hide for a long time. Betrayal has a really high price, Sherlock. Especially in criminal world…” For a moment, you allowed your true feelings to show. You let out a tired sigh. You were tired. Not being able to live your own life, always doing everything for the greater cause. “This is my sacrifice.”

      “I understand.” For the first time since you both walked out of the cathedral, his voice was soft. You looked over your shoulder at him. He was looking at you from over his shoulder too. And he was smiling at you. It wasn’t much. But he understood you. And you understood him.

      “You were never Samson…” you stated what you both already knew. The moment you shot Moriarty, Sherlock understood the true symbolism of your name. “Moriarty couldn’t get it… He’d never think of being represented by a good guy.” 

      “Most people wouldn’t think that a traitor could represent the good side.” He added, once more turning his attention fully to the instrument. One last time

      “Good luck, Holmes. I’m afraid you’re going to need it.” A single tear danced in the corner of your eye. “Just… one last favour. Compose something for me. My testament to this world. I believe you’re the only one capable of telling the truth without any words.”

      You left the apartment, knowing you’d never again visit 221B Baker Street. Ever since you decided to play triple agent, you’d been preparing for that day. Always telling yourself, it’s okay. You deserved worse for the things you did to climb up the ladder of criminals. Just… experiencing it was different. Despite being driven by your own twisted sense of duty, you got used to the life of Sherlock Holmes’ side partner. 

      “Testament of Delilah…” he observed his bow carefully, his hands making the decision for him. His heart shouldn’t drive his head ever again, but even he was unable to keep his heart completely silent. It needed to find its release. In a melody that started off as soft and caring, then turned fierce and mad. Only to end in repeating the first rhythm, this time in melancholic way. As if he was playing one last time.

@sherlockourhero, @eliathe

my experiences with the zodiac


my fiery, wide-eyed, passionate twin soul. an incredible desire to learn and grow and change the world no matter the lengths. a temperament that scares some people away but invites others closer in. bad coping mechanisms. a tendency to isolate and hurt those around them when they feel hurt or betrayed, but a moderator when they are removed from the situation. needs to feel worthy and celebrated to live to their full potential. feeds off of validation and praise. gets what they want out of life because there is no other option. motivated, strong, assertive. unafraid of challenges. a beautiful laugh, a heavy cry. an imaginative mind that knows no bounds and a wit about them that intimidates peers and intellects alike. a force to be reckoned with. belligerent, angry, restless, hurtful, insensitive, brash. a true connection with them guarantees you a number one fan. no person scares them more than they scare themselves. unsure of who they are, unsure if they will ever know and the idea plagues them. self-doubt masked by perseverance. strong leader. does, more often than not, know the answer. is right more than others would like to believe. dependable and brazen. has trouble handling their emotions because they emerge at such dangerous volumes. an enigmatic soul. unequivocal.


my favorite person once upon a time; my disappointment; my frustration and hurt. overwhelming need to make people happy but hurts people all the same. a good soul deep down with no idea how to translate it into action or behavior. loyal when they are happy, disloyal when unpleased. difficult to make happy. manipulative and controlling with a victim complex. incredibly difficult to get through to. wants the easy way out and will go to great lengths to find it. a gentle and kind spirit. jealous and brooding. uses emotions to hurt other people. hesitant to take responsibility for their actions. a deep rooted self-doubt. unable to communicate well with others. friendly, relaxed, easy-going. does not think they deserve much. a terrible habit of indulgence. spectacular talents and abilities but often no desire to do anything about it. unmotivated, wants everything on a gold platter. puts themselves first always to make up for their toxic insecurities. self-deprecating. relationships are fleeting, but the ones that do stay are for life. truly wants the best for the ones they love. very aware of faults and unaware of the good that is in them. the easiest person to be friends with. light-hearted sense of humor, clever, charming, a ray of sunshine. a warm smile.


my third mother and the kindest soul. intelligent, perceptive, resourceful. eloquent speakers and thoughtful listeners. incredible at whatever they choose to do in this life. can be careless, inappropriate. a self saboteur. riddled with anxiety. unsure and uneasy. evasive and tense. honest when it works for their benefit. calculated and flies under the radar. both wants to be noticed and unseen at the same time. a tendency to show different sides of themselves depending on who they talk to. adaptable and observant. understand the world’s flexibility and how nothing is promised or guaranteed. have fun with challenges and enjoy confrontation to some degree. like to sit on the sidelines unless they’re the one orchestrating the tension. misleading and distant. nothing they do is unintentional. mother-figure, protective, will take the burden for the ones they love. does not mind being a punching bag for other people. wants to be a leader but self-doubt is their biggest nemesis. narcissistic, self-involved, highs and lows of self-esteem. feels like they have to prove something to the world. trouble with becoming too dependent on someone or something. an extended hand in your darkest hour. a gentle embrace when you feel the most vulnerable.


my sisters separated from me at birth; my long lost family. sensitive and intuitive souls. moody but welcoming. warmth radiates from them. they are careful and supportive. emotionally draining and exhaust their resources. devoted to their passions and to people they love. are sometimes more attached to the ones they love than they are to them. this does not, however, sway their devotion. hypocritical and intrusive. can be clingy and devious. like to stir up controversy. critical and judgmental. will stand by their closest allies even if they are in the absolute wrong. undying love for the ones that have proven their loyalty to them. frequent criers. bogged down with life. feel everything strongly. special. can give up easily if the challenge is too great. reckless. bad at keeping secrets. people are drawn to them. they secrete joy. their souls are filled to the brim with love. have a tendency to be withdrawn and cold if they feel unwanted by the ones they love the most. easily hurt, easily betrayed. can be emotionally manipulative. if they love you once, they love you for the rest of their life. the friend we all need but few can afford. a beautiful radiance about them. a hearty laugh and an ugly cry.


my unwavering support system. authoritarian, strong, abrasive, assertive. does not take no for an answer. thinks the world of themselves. can be vain and pompous and takes pride in being misunderstood. dramatic and smug, patronizing and at times ignorant. gracious hearts. a humbleness that comes out only in the closest of company. is afraid of losing the people they love. is afraid they may drive them away. a noble character. believes they are always in the right and those that disagree are wrong. overwhelming when angry or frustrated. quick to turn on people. doesn’t want to listen to anyone. will find their way but sometimes at the expense of others. they rise and fall with the sun. need positivity and cheer in their lives to function. can not deal with sadness too long. do not like to dwell on the bad. must be in charge in some aspect. good liars. masquerade their feelings. tendency to feel weak when they show any kind of emotion. do not like to be asked what’s wrong. intimidated by almost no one. bold, passionate. a golden halo on a fall day. a silent cry.


my idealized version of myself and who i wanted to be. naturally intelligent, vast vocabulary and can make you believe anything. dreamy, romantic soul. very sure of their capabilities. enchant the people that they meet. have a grace about them. meticulous and refined. argumentative and unyielding. need to feel they are the most important. expect people to celebrate them. shrewd and fussy. a sense of dread and impending doom. can be suffocating. will control everything and everyone around them if not put in their place. believe in themselves. pretentious. obsessed with beauty. stuck-up and uppity. lawful good. get away with murder. bright smiles and happy laughs. has moments of extreme lows. does not know how to deal with self-doubt. fakes confidence until they really feel it. purity and cleanliness. wants the finer things in life. materialistic. delusional at times. live in a dream world. terrible at saying goodbye. the lonesome ear that listens to you. a phone call in the middle of the night.


my soul and spirit’s missing half and who i could become. expressive and artistic and quirky. clever idealists. indulge in avoidant behaviors. more emotional than they let on. don’t know how to help those that they love. will let their guilt eat them alive. bad at showing people they care. are extravagant in their behaviors and manipulate the manipulators. always one step ahead of everyone else. diplomatic and moderate. want justice. sulky. does not recognize their bad habits. in denial that they might need help. wants to do everything on their own. fragile, gentle souls that can sometimes have the harshest of outer layers. protect themselves at all costs. afraid of the world. misunderstood but doesn’t want to be. isolated. wants happiness but can’t seem to find it. gets caught up in toxic behaviors. prone to unhealthy lifestyles. communicative only professionally. the person who would spend hours talking to you, an unexpected but very much needed hug.


my easiest friendships and childhood memories. unstoppable and dynamic. self-assured and overly confident. complex and mysterious. like to keep people guessing and waiting. can be inconsiderate of other people’s feelings. cunningly brilliant. deep souls. interpret the world in their own way. want success but not at the cost of their relationships. one of a kind. moody and obsessive. very unpredictable. arrogant and closed-off, immune to their critics. undying willpower. tenacious souls. hypnotic, even. have some people under some kind of spell. easily annoyed. do not deal with all emotions that well. are sometimes better off alone. devilish and sneaky. not always naturally likable; take some time to adjust to. make friends easily when they let it happen. a best friend, a partner in crime.


me. uncomplicated and candid. faithful, eager. terrible at committing. running away is their first thought. good at leaving people behind. will walk away and not turn back. unapologetic. many passions and interests but no direction. want to do everything. a deep sense of need to go everywhere and be everything. takes things too far and can leave people feeling empty and used. steam-roller. domineering and strange. unrealistic goals and expectations for everyone. problems with feeling empathetic for people. reveals emotion too sparingly. odd fascination with leaving people confused. strong. a true individual. relationships scare them. always looking for a way out and less responsibility. does not welcome expectations from others. does not want to prove themselves to anyone. need to feel inspired to do any work. good listeners. your free therapist, your ticket to a place hundreds of miles away at 3 a.m.


the better version of who i am, the worst version of who i am. unbelievably ambitious. will work themselves to death. only know success and praise. incredibly humble. great listeners. pessimistic to the core. have to fight for optimism. true skeptics. stubborn and complex. are misunderstood and it frustrates them. can be silly and funny when they are caught off guard. stoic and serious. analytical and hard working. believe you can achieve anything if you try hard enough. will always give their best shot. afraid of embarrassing themselves. insecure. act above conflict but will observe with a judgmental eye. will remove themselves from arguments if their pride is on the line. not good at expressing how they feel in fear of being judged or criticized. steadfast. have everyone’s best interest at heart. smarter than they let on. watchful. a letter you write in the middle of the night, a look from across the room.


the shining beacon of hope in my life; the thunderous downpour in the aftermath. very strong convictions. generous and individualistic. eccentric personality with little to no fear of what the world might think. dramatic and rude. thinks humor is a scapegoat. aloof. will abandon people they love for selfish reasons. risky and selfish. invasive, nosy, and not very approachable. can be intimidating. do things they regret later on. don’t think about consequences until they reap them. can change the world if they use their abilities for good. don’t know how to not take it so personally. if not constantly validated and reminded of their worth, they will succumb to their overbearing self-deprecating habits. either the most dependable people in the world or the least. will let you down but feel tremendous sorrow for it. creative thinkers and scattered minds. a drive to nowhere in particular, a day spent at the poolside.


my inexplicable mentor, my heated arguments. compassionate and trusting individuals. adaptable and empathetic. escapists. can be absent-minded and more preoccupied with what’s going on with them than anyone else. oblivious to anyone’s issues outside their own. too inside their own head. vague and gullible. sit in idle too long. impractical people and temperamental. bring out the worst in people (but also the best). surprise you. over emotional. wise and romantic. want to communicate so badly how they feel but can’t find the words to put it into. can turn people off quickly. artists, need to create. find their way somehow and sometimes against all odds. the most insecure. coping mechanisms can be unhealthy and dangerous. does not live in our reality. dreamy. tendency to be unhappy. a long cry in your car, a reassuring laugh.

Letter || Oikawa Tooru

Lately I’ve been thinking
Thinking about what we had

“Iwa-chan…” the setter spoke,


“Why did she do it? Why did she leave me? I thought things were going so well between us…”

“I don’t know. Even (F/N) says that she won’t talk about it. She just avoids the question…”

“Did I not spend enough time with her? Was I too focused on volleyball?”

“No… you two seemed perfect together…”

“If we seemed so perfect, why did she leave?!”

I know it was hard
but it was all we knew

She avoided he gaze. Actually, she avoided everyone’s gaze. She had quickly became the talk of the school. The girl who dumped Oikawa Tooru. Everyone hated her. Except for her one friend and the volleyball team. She could hear everyone’s comments. Their whispers. Calling her a slut, a bitch, an idiot, but the one thing that hurt the most was liar. She was called a liar. Said that she lied about ever feeling anything for him. She wasn’t a liar when she had said that she loves him.

I wish that I could give you what you deserve
‘Cause nothing can ever, ever replace you
Nothing can make me feel like you do

When he had confronted her in the hallway, everyone and everything stopped. Whispers stopped for once since this entire goddamn thing started.

“(Y/N)-Chan…” he said in barely a whisper

“Yes, Oikawa-San?” She replied, emotionless

“What happened? Was I not good enough? I know you deserved better, but what exactly happened? I don’t want to let you go…”

“I’m sorry Oikawa-san, but that’s just how it is sometimes.”

He broke. As soon as those words had left her mouth, he broke. He didn’t care about his reputation. He never did when it came to her. He cried. In front of everyone, he cried. Of course what seemed like millions of fangirls came to his rescue and another million seemed to yell at (Y/N) as she walked away. All Tooru did was brush the fangirls off because nobody compared to her. She was and always had been since the moment he met her, his world. He’d do anything for her. He trusted her with all his heart and she crushed him.

You know there’s no one, I can relate to
I know we won’t find a love that’s so true

Nobody knew that she was also breaking down. She could feel her heart breaking when he cried. As soon as she left that hallway, she ran. She didn’t know where she was running, but she ran. She ended up under a tree. The tree that was away from everything. The tree that everything fell apart under. The tree where they broke up.

She didn’t expect the group to show up so quickly though. They were the reason for the break up, so what was she really expecting.

“You just can’t stay away from him, can you?” The first one spat,

“He talked to me first. He approached me,” she tried to defend

“It doesn’t matter! Just stay away from Tooru and everything will good according to my plan!”

With that she had grab (Y/N)’s hair and pulled, hard. She didn’t care to stop when (Y/N) let out a pained yelp. Just (Y/N)’s luck, nobody was around to help her. She should’ve known something like this would happen. As soon as people saw how Tooru was invested in (Y/N) and volleyball equally, they all began to think that he had changed and if they could get her out of the picture, he’d be as invested in them as he was (Y/N). That’s when the demon bitch who had broken up with him before came around. She was jealous and selfish. She had dated him before and dumped him because he didn’t give her all of his attention. When she found out that he has supposedly changed, she wanted him back. So, as you’d expect a demon bitch to do, she threatened (Y/N). Barely could be a threat to (Y/N) because she didn’t direct threats towards (Y/N), but instead she threatened (Y/N) friends. She had told (Y/N) how she’ll break (F/N) and Iwaizumi up, how she’ll get Oikawa to hate her, how she will ruin all of her friendships if (Y/N) didn’t break up with Tooru. So, of course she broke up with him. (F/N) means too much to her. She couldn’t take Iwa away from her. In all honesty, she loves Tooru. And she missed him. She missed him with everything she has.

There’s nothing like us
There’s nothing like you for me
Together through the storm

There’s nothing like us
There’s nothing like you for me, together

Days got long, tempers got shorter. Oikawa… he snapped at almost everyone. Nobody was the same as her. Girls seemed to confess to him more and more but all he ever did was snap and then then that they’re not like (Y/N) and he would never find someone who made me feel the way (Y/N) did.

Many nights were spent with him hovering over that send button. So many nights did he was to talk to her. She never replied and he feared that she never will reply.

I gave you everything babe
Well, everything I had to give
Girl, why would you push me away?

The night that he pressed send was a blur. It felt like things had crumbled down around him. He has tried to clear his mind, but that only ended in heartbreak. He had taken a walk in the park only to find (Y/N) with his kouhai. Tobio-chan, as the setter liked to call him. Tooru couldn’t figure out if you were smiling or not. All he knew, was that he felt like his shatter heart had been stepped on with stilettos.

“Was I not enough? Or were you just that cold hearted that you had to crush my heart? To think that I actually love(d) you and thought you were different, but I guess not because all you did was push me away. I’m sorry that my all wasn’t enough.”

That was the text. That was the text that broke her. Every wall she had put up to get through the days. They all broke. They shattered. Everything shattered.

Lost in confusion, like an illusion
You know I’m used to making your day

The next day after that text was sent, everyone was talking. He didn’t know for sure what about but he knew it was about him and (Y/N). Had his text gotten out? No. But little did he know what would be the least of his worries.

He hadn’t heard of the news until (F/N) came along. She had unleashed hell on him to the point where multiple people had to hold her back.

“W-what’s going on?”

“What’s going on? WHATS GOING ON? I’ll tell you what’s going on! Because of you and your stupid little text, my best friend is in the hospital. Her mom found her in her room. She had taken almost an entire bottle of sleeping pills. She had to be rushed to the hospital. They still don’t know if she’ll live or not because she isn’t awake yet and they’re not sure if they got all the pills out of her system.”

“Sh-she… tried to…”

He broke down and sprinted to the hospital. He didn’t care anymore, he needed answers. He was confused as to why the text had pushed her that far. He hadn’t known about what people were saying about her, doing to her. He hadn’t known.

When he arrived, he wasn’t allowed to see her. Apparently taking the pills wasn’t the only thing she had done, they just didn’t tell (F/N) that. (Y/N) was in the ICU. They were apparently holding something for Oikawa as everyone expected him to show eventually.

He waited until he was along to lol at the thing. It was a note. As he read it, he couldn’t keep his hands from shaking. It read.

“Dear Tooru,

Feels kinda weird putting Tooru since you’re not mine to call that anymore. Soon enough, you’ll be hers to call that. You were before so why not again, I guess. No matter what they say about it being your fault, it wasn’t your fault, it wasn’t (F/N)’s fault, it wasn’t anyone’s fault except for mine. Hopefully by the time you’re reading this I’ll be out of this shithole called life. I really did love you. I loved you even after we were over. I just, couldn’t you know? If I had the chance to explain without being hunted right after, I would’ve explained. You see, there was someone who loved you before I did and you loved her. She wanted you back and was willing to do whatever for you back. Love makes you do crazy things, right? And I believe that people deserve second chances as long as they didn’t majorly screw up their first chance. So I backed down. Maybe one day you’ll find out why it was so important to back down. It just, it wasn’t supposed to end like this. You were supposed to get over me, like everyone does eventually. You were supposed to go back to her. That’s just not how things work, I guess. I really was stupid though. To think that you’d at least defend me somewhat. Usually when we were dating, people saved their comments for when you weren’t around. Now since you were almost never around me, they let all their comments flow. It got to the point where I was pretty sure I could identify people just by the way they called me a slut. Kinda funny. I really got a kick of how much they seemed to think it bothered me or didn’t bother me. World works in a funny way Tooru. I’ve been rambling too long that my hand is getting shaky. My everything is getting shaky. Live your life Tooru. Become a professional volleyball player. Have a good wife. Have a few children. You’d make beautiful children. I wish I could’ve gotten to meet them one day. I know you probably don’t care, but I love you and I always had. Goodbye Tooru.


He lost it. Everyone was to blame. He couldn’t just let everyone get away with it too. That’s why he did go to someone. Everyone’s parents were now aware of how these kids pushed a girl to try and take her own life. The demon bitch never got Tooru as he had known that she threatened (Y/N), even if (Y/N) never said anything.

Nobody could ever replace (Y/N), his true love…

Not a perfect relationship ~ Min Yoongi [Smut/Angst]

Group: BTS
Member: Min Yoongi
Type: Smut/Angst
Word Count: 3.334

You look out the window. The sky is tar-black and the large clouds are moving towards you. You hear a tapping noise on the window and then it becomes a pitter-patter. People run for cover outside and umbrellas are opened as the clouds spat out their beds of water.
You nervously fumble with your fingernail, constantly biting onto your lower lip. You turn your head away from the gloomy day, keeping your eyes fixated on the tiles underneath your feet.
“Let’s break up.” You whisper at the ground, feeling your eyes tear up.
“What?” Yoongi asks loudly, the confusion in his voice making you lift up your head. His eyes are widely open, his mouth trembling, his eyes locking with yours.
“Let’s end what we had.” You repeat, the edges of your lips curving into a smile. The last smile you’re able to give to him without feeling your heart break into pieces. “Why?” Yoongi whispers back at you, his voice trembling as he speaks. He takes your hand into his big ones, circling the back of your hand with his thumb. “Why so suddenly?”
You take in a deep breath and shut your eyes to control your emotions from spilling out all at once. The smile on your face hiding the tears in your eyes.
“This relationship isn’t good for any of us, Yoongi. It’s making us sick. You’re living the life you’ve always dreamed of while I’m still trying to find my place in this world.” You answer, gently pulling your hand out of his. Tears start running down your flushed cheeks and you quickly wipe them away before he’s able to notice. “I guess this is goodbye now.” You say to him before turning around and walking through the door, letting your tears run.
“Real feelings don’t just go away!” Yoongi screams after you, his voice had a gloom to it that matches exactly how you feel.
A smile tugs on the edge of your lips by his words, nodding gently before turning around to him and saying the one thing you thought you never had to say to him, “I guess my feelings were never real for you then.”
Your body disappears in the rain, the million tiny droplets soaking your pink jacket. You let out a frustrating sob, running your hand through your hair. You’re frustrated with yourself for letting him go so easily. For not fighting for the only person who could’ve ever made you feel loved. You start missing him more the further away you get from his apartment, the further away you walk from the memory of your relationship. How badly you want to turn around and run into his arms and tell him that you never wanted to leave him, but something inside of you tells you that you can’t, for his sake.
You wipe the tears away with the sleeve of your jacket, kicking a brown leave with your foot. Trees are shedding themselves from the last remains of summer, quickly moving on.
Suddenly you hear footsteps inching closer with a quick pace, almost running in your direction. You stop mid-walk and almost trip when you try to listen to the noise more closely.
A hand slams down on your shoulder from behind; you cry out and spin around to see a soaked Yoongi staring past you. You feel something inside you softening by the thought of him running after you. He’s panting heavily, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration.  “Tell me the truth, Y/N.” Yoongi mumbles in-between heavy breathing, not caring that his voice sound harsh.
You bite down on your lower lip, feeling your stomach tighten when his tone becomes huskier. “You have no clue how much I cared,” You start, looking up at him through glistening eyes, the rain hitting your bodies from above. “How much it took in me just to say goodnight sometimes, knowing that you’re on the other side of the world and not where I need you. How much I forced myself to believe that things will be different this time.” Your breath hitches in your throat, feeling the anxiety rise deep inside of you. You look away from him, a lonely tear making its’ way down your cold cheek.
You shake your head, looking at your feet. “They weren’t.” You chuckle at your own words. “But you were the first person I ever loved and I can’t thank you enough.”
“Y/N…” His voice has dropped to a whisper, his face now a full shade paler.
“Let’s not make this hurt more than it has to.” You answer and turn around to leave but he reaches out and squeezes your shoulder, forcing you to turn back to him. Your lips are only a hairs-breadth away from his and you turn away quickly, your heartbeat quickening when you realize how it feels to be hold by him. He lifts up his arm and places his hand underneath your chin, pulling your face towards his. His magnetic stare burns into yours, the bleak look tucked inside his eyes pleads me to understand. To forgive. His jaw is set in a firm line, lips pressed together, cheeks pink from the ice in the air. “I can’t promise you a perfect relationship,” He states softly, his voice coming out as nothing more than a whisper. “but what I can promise you is that it was never my intend to hurt the only girl who holds my heart…”
You cup your palm against the side of his face, your fingers curling into his satin skin. You continue to stare at each other until you can no longer resist his allure and pull his mouth towards yours.

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anonymous asked:

I’m tired of being terrified for my life. People are getting killed, raped, kidnapped and more. I can’t go out of my house without having a mini panic attack like what if something happens to me and I didn’t get to say goodbye, or what if someone I love is killed or raped or kidnapped or taken or assaulted what happens then?

i understand your fear and i know that the world is a very scary place. im so sorry that you’re feeling like this and i wish i could do something about it but in reality, there isn’t. people suck and there’s always going to be hate in the world no matter what we do. you have to remember that good outweighs the bad and you can’t live your life in fear. always take the chance to tell the people that you love, you love them and never take a moment for granted. if you’re ever feeling sad, scared, anything, im just a message away. i love you all so much.

BBC Robin Hood Series II Starters
  • This is an ambush!
  • You don't say.
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  • So what's it gonna be?!
  • Speaking of our lady-leper-friends, time to go and get the pretty one... and her daddy.
  • If they resist, shall I use force?
  • Get up to speed - use force anyway
  • I have a feeling we're not to welcome in the corridors of power at the moment.
  • Come and join my gang.
  • That kiss spoke volumes.
  • Really? That's not what I heard.
  • That's not fair!
  • You just don't get it, do you?
  • You are not weak!
  • Anyway it doesn`t matter to you.
  • You've always been weak
  • Why don't you just jigger off!
  • Ah, the sanctimonious old fart... and her father!
  • I gather you've been careless with your wood fire
  • You know full well that is not the case.
  • We both know that's not true, don't we?
  • Who cares... what you believe in? Hm?
  • I have a plan, and I will not tolerate dissent.
  • So, you are under house arrest, here in the castle, until I can find some use for you.
  • You think you can humiliate a man at the altar? A man like me and get away with it? You're wrong.
  • Who is the Nightwatchman?
  • I'll make sure to kiss him when I see him for stealing from you.
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  • There must be a cure, medicine, yes?
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  • See you on the dark side. Shoot him!
  • Am I to drown in everybody else's incompetence?
  • Stupid too, so you and he should get on.
  • He also has a weakness for gambling.
  • I've taken my bath six months early for a reason!
  • This world is full of idiots, waiting to be parted from their money. But as you know... the house always wins!
  • I don't trust you.
  • If it were me, I would slap your fickle face.
  • Say goodbye.
  • Let him live.
  • He's a noble and a good man. He must be worth more to you than a sack of rocks!
  • I will kill this man.
  • You will be punished for this. Be in no'll be punished.
  • You saved my life. I'm grateful.
  • I could not watch you die and do nothing.
  • What have you got for me?
  • So what's your proposal?
  • Someone's impersonating me.
  • And the funny thing might be telling the truth.
  • And how am I supposed to believe you any more?
  • Don't kill me. Please.
  • Find me somebody to hang! I want to see somebody TWITCH!
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  • I have nobody.
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  • I will always believe that there is a chance for you and me.
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  • You burned my home to the ground!
  • If I could take that back -- if I could show you the side of me that wants to build a home, not burn it down...
  • I thought I might never see you again.
  • Don't kill anyone unless you have to.
  • Yeah, what's your point?
  • I am the man with a plan
  • If I'm going to die, I'm going to die by your side.
  • Let's find out who you really are!
  • You... don't... speak to me!
  • Why is nothing ever SIMPLE?!
  • You're safe
  • You saved my life.
  • You underestimate me.
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  • Your heart... must be the coldest place on Earth.
  • You'll have to kill me first.
  • No. We're going to get out of this. I'll do this thing. Then I will have power beyond belief. And we will be together.
  • I would rather die, than be with you
I’ve come to a point in my life where ignorance is no longer blissful. The reality of my existence is that my mortality teeters in a balance between who I am. To hold your loved one in one arm and a gun in the other is the split between two worlds. How can an outlaw and a good man live inside the same body? How can they share the same heart? I’ve come to a point in my life where I’ve realized the importance of hugging my mother. Hugging her so tight that maybe I can keep the threads of the collapsing world together just a second longer. I try calling my friends more. Asking them how life is. Telling them that I miss them. Telling them that I love them. Life’s to short to miss that last goodbye.
—  What I’ve Wanted to Say Pt. 2
Younger Miley Cyrus//Hannah Montana
  • Aries: Can't be Tamed//I Got Nerve
  • Taurus: Permanent December//He Could be the One
  • Gemini: Goodbye//Nobody's Perfect
  • Cancer: When I Look at You//True Friend
  • Leo: Party in the USA//Who Said
  • Virgo: Break Out//The Other Side of Me
  • Libra: Time of Our Lives//I Wanna Know You
  • Scorpio: See You Again//I'm Still Good
  • Sagittarius: Who Owns My Heart//If We Were a Movie
  • Capricorn: Fly on the Wall//Let's Do This
  • Aquarius: Full Circle//This is the Life
  • Pisces: 7 Things//Best of Both Worlds

I’ve never been good with change. I’d always been better at living my life in a boring cycle of day to day activities. But, after my mum found a new husband, change seemed to be a never ending aspect of my life. My mum met CEO Jonathan Parker at a Christmas party a few years back, and after two years of dating and traveling the world together, he’d proposed to her. I was happy for my mum, but moving from London to New York City wasn’t exactly my idea of fun. I’d said my goodbyes to my few friends and packed all of my things, but I felt empty now that I wasn’t home. After a long plane ride, I now found myself in the back of Jonathan’s personal driver’s car. Names of streets pass by the car in a blur. I’d touched down in New York City over an hour ago, but thanks to the traffic, we were barely moving. I take a deep breath as I look from the window to my clasped hands in my lap. My mum had left to find her fiance the second the plane landed, sending me off on my own. We’d barely spoken to each other, but I didn’t blame the man driving for the silence. I wasn’t good at small talk, especially when the person I was spending time was someone I didn’t know.
“We’re almost there.”
He shouts glancing over his shoulder for a second to give me a small smile. I nod my head, but I continue to not say a thing. I don’t know what to say. I am an 18 year old girl, who was almost done with school back in London, but now that I was in a in New York City, I would have to finish off my schooling here. As if moving to a new country wasn’t hard enough, now I had to go to a new school and make new friends. My stomach turns at this thought. Meeting new people? It was my own personal nightmare; I would most likely finish off my schooling without any friends. No.. I would just hide in the library with the books because at least they won’t be mean to me. I feel the car come to a stop as the car pulls over. I’d been so lost in thought that I hadn’t realized we’d arrived. I look back out the window before tucking some of my long blonde hair behind my ear.
“Thank you.”
I whisper as I open the door. The house I would now be living in was a town house. It is far nicer than any of the homes I’d lived near back in London. My mum had money, but not this much money. I take a step out of the car, my head craning back to take in the full view of the home. It is a lovely home, so nice that it felt weird knowing that this would be the place I’d live in for the rest of the year.
“I’ll take your things in, you can let yourself in. Mr. Parker left the door unlocked for you.”
The nameless driver says this to me, his tone friendly. I glance back at the driver and nod.
“Thank you.”
I state once more as my shaking limbs move forward. I’ve never even been to this place before… And now I was expected to just walk through the front door? My trembling hand reaches for the railing on the front steps. I cling to it with all my might, each step I take seeming to be harder to make. When I reach the top of the stairs, I hesitate at the door. I can hear music coming from the other side of the door. My brow furrows as I open the door. When it swings open, the music blares even louder. I take a step inside, my eyes darting around my new surroundings. I didn’t know that someone would be home.
I shout over the music as I close the door behind me. It sounds like a party is going on. I go to move forward, but when a boy emerges from the foyer I freeze in place. He’s tall, and his leather jacket is the first thing I notice. He’s holding a bottle of some sort of liquor, a smirk moves to his face as he notices that I’m standing in the room with him. His eyes scan me as mine scan him. He’s wearing skinny jeans and a plain white tee. He’s handsome, the kind of handsome that’s dangerous. He looks like the kind of boy that could talk you into doing anything.
“Who are you?”
He asks, his voice laced with desire. No one had ever spoken to me like that, but I’d seen enough guys flirt with my friends back home to know what lust sounded like.
“I’m Elena… I’m moving here. Who are you?”
When I say this he rolls his eyes. He takes a swig of his liquor.
“That’s rich… He didn’t even tell you about me…”
I raise my eyebrows in confusion.
“… I’m his nephew. I live here.”
Jonathan had a nephew? I mentally think back on what my mum told me about this place. Had she mentioned Jonathan having a nephew? Realization moves through my head as I recall her telling me of him. Jonathan had a sister who’d had a son when she was young. She’d passed away when he was just a little boy, passing away from a drug overdose. Since Jonathan was the boys only living relative, he’d decided to take the boy in. What was his name… Sebastian?

I ask him. He nods, taking another sip of his drink.

“So he did tell you about me. I didn’t know that his money-hungry fiance had a daughter around my age. I pictured you to be much younger.”

When he refers to my mum as ‘money hungry’ I feel rage move through me. He didn’t know my mum, so why did he feel the need to say such a thing about her? I clench my jaw as I fold my arms across my chest.

“Watch it.”

Is all I can manage to say. I don’t want to fight with the boy I’d just met, especially if we were going to be living together. He rolls his eyes as he moves his hands to his pockets, he pulls a small remote from his pocket. He points it at the source of the music, and silences it.

“Have I offended you love?”

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