i do not even care anymore i just did

RP starters: Heated argument.

content warning: death baiting.

  • “Are you even listening to me?”
  • “Leave. Leave right now.”
  • “What more do you want?!”
  • “I really wish you were never born.”
  • “I hate you!”
  • “Can you just fuck off already?”
  • “Shut up! Just.. Shut up!”
  • “All you do is whine.”
  • “What the hell is wrong with you?!”
  • “I can’t do this anymore. Not with you.”
  • “How did that feel?”
  • “Oh my god, I don’t care!”
  • “No wonder nobody likes you.”
  • “Is this how little you think of me?”
  • “That hurt you son of a bitch…”
  • “Pack your shit and go. Get the fuck out of my sight!”
  • “Leave me alone!”
  • “I can break your nose if I want to.”
  • “Are you going to cry now?”
  • “I wouldn’t miss you. Nobody would.”
  • “You’re so pathetic!”
  • “I won’t forget this.”
  • “I’m going to break your jaw if you keep talking!”
  • “Why can’t you listen to a single thing I say?!”
  • “I have a right to be angry.”
  • “This would have never happened if you wouldn’t exist.”
  • “Get out of my life!”
  • “You’re nothing! Did you hear me?! Nothing!”
  • “You ruined everything.”
Hey I know we don’t talk anymore but I hope
you’re okay.


I know I left but there are days where I miss your presence, there are days where I wish I could just
message you and talk like we used to. There are
days where I spend my entire night thinking and
worrying about you. I wonder if you miss me too
or if you pause for a second in your day and think
about me. Do I ever cross your mind… and even if
I did it doesn’t even matter because we don’t talk anymore, maybe that really gets to me sometimes
because I wish we still did. The thing is I’m okay
without you, you are no longer an important part
of my life. I’m okay and I don’t shed a tear over
you, but there’s a part of me deep down that still
cares and that part brings me to my knees. I wish
things didn’t have to be this way, but I guess you
just have to let go of the things that are weighing
you down and bringing unnecessary stress in your
life. I pray for you, I pray that you’re okay as it’s the
only thing that’ll truly help, and maybe one day our
paths will cross again. Until then goodbye stranger
with some memories.

—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #23
Jenseternity / instagram

I have a lot of trouble with getting out how I feel about things, because my feelings all conflict one another.

Isn’t that something?

How one half of me can love you so passionately, violently, unapologetically.

All while the other half is just begging you to leave. Begging you to quit letting me walk in circles. Cut the ties and let me go.

Because surely, honestly, if you cared even a fraction as much as you said you did. If you loved me, in any way at all. You’d let me go.

You’d understand that I’m hurting over you. Tearing myself in half because I don’t know what to do anymore.

But instead you like to watch me suffer. You like to manipulate and watch the light die out. You think it’s funny when I joke about my soul fading out, my light fading out. You think it’s some sort of dark humor when I joke about the bags under my eyes. When I mention how dark and hollow and sunken in I look because I haven’t slept right in months.

You let me tell you it’s not you, that it was simply coincidental that I lost myself at the same moment you broke my heart. //Dont’t worry about it, it’s not your fault.//

But god damnit, you should be screaming. Screaming at the top of your lungs. STOP BELITTLING YOURSELF TO KEEP ME FROM HURTING. Because fuck, you’ve done enough and I still can’t sleep because my heart aches and some days I can’t even eat because my head isn’t in it. If breathing wasn’t mechanical I probably would have forgotten how to do that too.

But no. Because all of a sudden you’re lost in how cause and effect is hurting you. You’re worried about how I’ve hurt you when all I did was snap under the pressure of all the pain you’ve put me through. Yet, here I am, still trying to make things right. Because fuck, we’ve been at it for so long and I’ve fought too long and too hard for this to go to waste.

But it is a waste. Because none of this was real. And at the end of the day you’re happy with the people you call your friends. At the end of the day you’re in love and wrapped up in him.

At the end of the day I’m cold and guarded and broken and far too gone to save. You pushed me over the edge and I swore up and down I was in love with you. But now I’m not sure what this is.

—  “I think this is one of the things that 2016 needs to drag back to hell with it, but I’m still not strong enough to let you go.”// L.M.
Sentence Starters: Anger!

“What the hell is your problem?!” 

“Leave me alone! Just get out!” 

“I don’t care that you’re sorry.” 

“Sorry doesn’t just fix everything!” 

“You did it on purpose, didn’t you?!” 

“I’m done trying to help you!” 

“All you care about is yourself!” 

“I hate you. I’m sorry it took me so damn long to realize that.” 

“You’re a disaster.” 

“Fuck you! I’m not going to be your little underling anymore!” 

“You’re the worst type of person, you know that?” 

“I couldn’t care less about your problems right now!” 

“I don’t want to see you ever again!” 

“You don’t even care, do you?!” 

“You’re pathetic.” 

“Don’t come back!” 

“I hope someday you get a taste of your own medicine.” 

“I don’t care if it kills you this time.” 

“Nico, hey, um… are you leaving?”

“Yeah, why?”

“I was going to ask that, why are you leaving?”

“I don’t feel like home here. I guess I’ll just wonder around, as I did before the war and everything”

“How are you going to feel home in a place if you don’t even stay there for more than a week? You’re not giving this place a chance”

“Oh, trust me, I did give Camp Half-Blood a chance. It didn’t work”

“Don’t you believe in second chances?”

“Why are you so determined on me staying here? Why do you care?”

“I-I think everyone deserves a family. A home”

“You want to be my family?”

“I-I wouldn’t mind, honestly”

Nico di angelo kissing Will Solace because he just couldn’t hold himself anymore.

Forgive me - The Joker Imagine

A/N: I have absolutely nothing against harley, love her. 

Word count: 811

Imagine:


”Fuck you J!” you screamed after joker as a respond to his statement he just said to you. “If you never loved me, and you just used me, I guess It wouldn’t hurt you knowing we are never gonna see each other anymore you piece of shit!” you cried out screaming at him and storming out of his apartment. Joker didn’t know what to do, why did he even say that to you. You are the only one he truly cared about, and how could he possible yell to you that he never loved you and just used you for sex. “Fucking idiot” joker said to himself. He knew he had to find you, it’s not safe at night in the street of Gotham, so he needed to find you before someone else got the chance. “You!” joker yelled at one of his men. “Get the car and wait for me, we need to find her” joker said to the man. “Yes boss” the man said and walked out of the apartment. Joker took another sip of his whiskey and sat down the glass. It’s true that he never cared this much for someone before, not even Harley when they were a thing. Joker walked out of his apartment and down to the man waiting in the car, he sat in and asked himself “Now where would you go baby”. Of course, the place where you met each other for the first time.

(you)

“Fucking jerk, I can’t believe I actually loved this idiot” you said out loud not caring if anyone heard you. You were on your way to the place you first met joker, to burn a picture of you and him, yes a little old school but who cares, you needed to do this, you needed to show the world how much you hated him. The place you first met was at Ace Chemicals, you somehow ended up out in front of the place when you got lost in the city, and when you had to find someone to point you the right way home, you met joker.

(Joker)

“Where are we going boss?” the man said while driving. “Ace Chemicals, that’s where she would be” Joker said a bit frustrated. He remembered the first time you guys met. You knocked on his car window and you asked with the most innocent voice “Sorry I’m lost, do you know which way I should go to get to this place?” and showing him an address. “I sure do sweetie, jump in I’ll drive you there” he said with a grin. “Uh, are you sure.. because I don’t want to bother you” she said looking into his eyes. “Completely sure, jump in” he said. Ever since that day he couldn’t forget you, and he just wanted to get to know you. “We are here boss” the man said snapping joker out of his day dreaming. “Good, wait for us” joker said to the man.

(you)
“Goodbye jerk!” you said to the picture of you two. As you were about to burn the picture something caught your attention. “Baby..” Joker said with pleading eyes. “Go away you idiot! I don’t want you near me” you said while a tear rolled down your cheek. “I’m so sor…” “Cut it you jerk, I don’t need to hear your fake apology” you said angrier now than ever. “Let me explain, will you (y/n)..” he asked, and you really didn’t want to hear it, but yet you did. You just nodded and waited to hear him out. Joker let out a relived sigh and started “Nothing of what I said at home was something I meant (y/n). I care about you, and you mean the world to me, do you understand baby? You mean the whole goddamn world to me, and if anyone ever hurt you, they will have to face me!” Joker said, coming closer to you, and looking into your eyes. You could see how hurt he was, and how he meant it.. but you waited for something more. You didn’t have time to respond, because joker started again. “(y/n), I don’t know if you will ever believe me, or even forgive me, but I truly hope that you do. (y/n)..I love you!” Joker said stepping a little closer, closing the gap between you two. You looked up at the man, who just said the thing you knew was the most difficult for him to say. You didn’t know what to say, and you just stared at him for about 10 secs, before you finally decide to talk. “I love you too puddin” you said, getting hold of the back of joker’s head and taking him into a very deep and emotional kiss. You could feel how relived he was, and you just knew that this man would do anything for you.


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All Gone

A/N: If you want to get tagged in my stuff, message me. :) || I hope you guys like it!

Tags: @sanazebreigns @hellyeahimagenius @suplexx-city @worldofsparrowsmind @sonicscrewdriverandtulips

Pairings: Dolph Ziggler x Reader

Warnings: language.

Summary: (Y/N) gets in a fight with Dolph and leaves. What happened?

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anonymous asked:

hey hun, I'm so sorry your feeling this way, my mom went on Prozac a couple years back and even though it did wonders for her ocd, it was just so weird - like we didn't really know her anymore and everything just felt wrong and off. but speaking from experience, this will pass and even though it fucking sucks now it does get more manageable I promise ! btw if your still doing prompts - what kind of tumblrs do you think the acomaf gang would have ?? xx

Thank you for the kind words, friend! I’m in a holding pattern now until Thursday apparently, so here’s hoping! I’ll still do the prompt for you. :)

ACOMAF Tumblrs, right…

Feyre - Probably wouldn’t care, tbh, but if she did have (excuse me while I pander a bit), she’d be @aelin: only occasionally posts text posts, but mostly just reblogs awesome art aesthetics from other Tumblrs, flailing a little at them in the tags, and then posts her own stuff once in a blue moon and everyone just *OMG FEYRE* over it.

Rhys - He’d be in the discourse blog section trying to SchoolTM the NoobsTM on politics, sexism, feminism, racism - basically, any kind of ism. He’d reblog all of Feyre’s graphics/edits.

Mor - The fashion blog and pop culture diva who occasionally reblogs Rhys’s meta on feminism and family trauma.

Cassian - The Fitblr with the full works. Gym selfies galore. Tips on getting swol af. Recipes for healthy eating. Goes around sending motivational “YOU GOT DIS BRO” asks to other fitblrs getting started. Has training services available. Sends Rhys really horrible troll anon messages. Azriel too, but Az never replies because…

Azriel - ….he doesn’t have time for this junk. And Mor is easier to keep up with on IG. But he’s still super proud that she’s amassed however many followers she has for all of her edits of the Met Gala.

Amren - Would only have and use Tumblr for like one very specific fandom, something obscure and that no one else knows her for. Like silent era cinema. Or a European talk show. She refuses to tell Cassian her handle.

Nesta - Hipster Life AestheticTM. Heavy literature discussions. Loves laying in to people for being total douchebags and then watching Rhys reblog her posts.

Elain - The one who posts like, book shelfies and mountain cabins and star landscapes and adorable pictures of kittens and then like once a month has a binge session of like dirty movie screenshots or fanfic.

Lucien - Ain’t nobody got time for that. I got knives to clean and places to go horseback riding. Takes Azriel with him most of the time.

xx

Hurt

Prompt: “Do you even care at all?“ (credit goes to @alltheprompts) 

Requests are open (x) closed ( ) 

 Y/n stood in the middle of the forest waiting for him to explain why he’s doing what he’s doing. “I don’t want you anymore. I never wanted you.” Edward looked away from them, hating the way tears fell down their face, knowing he was the cause of their tears. “Do you even care at all? Did you ever really care? After everything we went through. You said I was the your everything, that I was your world. Was that all a lie?” Y/n sobbed. “Yes. I wanted to see how far I was able to go without losing control,” He lied straight through his teeth. Y/n tried to smack at his chest but he just pushed them away, turning around and walking out of their life.

Originally posted by isabellaswanns

I watched Deep Down again today, and something Fred said to Wesley got me really riled up.

Fred: You really don’t care anymore, do you?

Me: Oh no no no no no no. Uh uh. You did not just say that to my boy. Sit down and lemme explain you a thing.

You don’t know the first thing about how much Wesley cares. You have no idea how dedicated he is to all of you. The man gave up everything trying to keep Connor safe, and you all turned your backs on him for it, and he still didn’t stop caring.

Yeesh, I mean look at Angel and Cordelia. They were the ones he’s known the longest and was the closest to, and they seemed to be the ones who hated him the most after what he did. But when they went missing, he spent months relentlessly searching for the both of them.

Look at this. Look at this freaking screencap here and tell me what you see.

You know what that is? That look in Wesley’s eyes? That’s love. That is absolute, unconditional love. Love for a man who hates him. Love for a man who tried to kill him the last time they were in the same room together.

Want more? How about this?

Fire is raining down from the sky. The world is coming to pieces around them. And Wesley is clinging to an injured Gunn, keeping him safe in the middle of all the chaos. Gunn, his former-friend-turned-romantic-rival. Gunn who can’t stand him anymore. Gunn who would be just as happy if Wesley had stayed away from the team for good.

It didn’t matter how much his friends hated him, Wesley never stopped loving them. He never stopped caring.

And another thing. Nobody ever taught Wesley how to love unconditionally. That’s not something he had growing up. It’s something he had to learn on his own. And he still does it better than a majority of the people in either series.

Don’t you dare say Wesley doesn’t care.

endless list of favorite characters

Peeta Mellark | The Hunger Games

“It’s just sometimes I can’t stand it anymore. To the point where…I’m not sure what I’ll do. Maybe we were wrong, Katniss. About trying to subdue things in the districts. ”

my mom did find my weed and she threw away all my shit including my vape and the quarter ounce of weed i bought yesterday and my bowl and grinder and just everything and she is super pissed at me. i fucked up so bad but i just had no idea she would be taking the car from my work. like i thought i was being pretty careful but i didnt fucking know she would take the car without a even warning me beforehand. i am just not going to be able to smoke anymore which is awful and is going to make my life even more hellish. this is awful. i dont even know what to do i am like not processing it. and she just threw so fucking much of my money in the garbage. like as tho i didnt hate my life enough now the one thing keeping me afloat is gone. i am making the same amount now as i did when i lived in new york and rent is cheaper here. i could move out if i really wanted to. but the security of being at home and not paying rent is keeping me here. and my mom is constantly saying i should live here longer and longer to save up money because otherwise i am just throwing my money away. she keeps saying i will never be able to afford to finish school on my own and she wont pay for my school unless i keep living here. she thinks im going to be making $10 / hour for the rest of my life and she gets offended when i say i dont like living here. my biggest problem tho is that i cant smoke weed here. or that i am not allowed to smoke weed at all full stop, according to her. i need to get out of here. i should never have moved back but i was dying in new york i was so physically sick with stress i was going to the doctor constantly and wasnt eating. i failed and i am afraid to leave again because i dont want to fail again. i just want to live with becca

Do you ever think about the fact that Wes & Laurel only had each other when everyone else pretty much ignored them before murder night? What makes me even happier is the fact that absolutely nothing has changed.

Whenever something’s gone wrong, they still gravitate towards each other. When Laurel found out about Frank the Hitman, where did she go? To Wes’s apartment. When Annalise dropped off that info about Wes’s biological father on his doorstep, Laurel volunteered to take them both to Ohio using her father’s money. 

I just … I just want them to stop making me feel these things.

anonymous asked:

I vowed that I wouldn't watch TO again and I'm sticking to it. I can watch the clips of Cami/Klamille scenes from 4/02 on YT. Only thing that would change that is if they brought her back living. I don't think Cami is a ghost in these appearances, Klaus did say wtte of all the souls he had known, he would carry her with him. I prefer to think that her soul is bonded with his in some way. Do you think the directors really believe these scraps will get Cami fans watching their show again.

Like you, I decided to give up on the show. There’s too much bitterness left over for me to even care anymore about what happens to the Mikaelsons. I’m just hanging on to see Cami’s scenes in 4x02.

I’m not sure what the writers are thinking, but they went out of their way to include Cami in the promo for the show’s new season even though she didn’t appear in the premiere episode. I suspect they’re hoping that if we watch the first couple of episodes where Cami still has a “presence” that the furious fans who vowed never to watch again will get drawn back into the show and all will be forgiven. Or maybe they just wanted us to know that they’re throwing us a few scraps of fanservice?

anonymous asked:

Im 17...A guy used to fuck me and tell me to give him oral when I was really drunk or said I didn't feel like it. But he wanted me. Now he said he doesn't like me anymore. I feel like a piece of trash that he just used, he always told me I liked it. Maybe I did. I orgasmed. I don't know.

You are NOT trash, dirty, tarnished, or ruined. He knew what he wanted from you and got it. He didn’t care if he was hurting your feelings or pressuring you into doing something you did not want. Orgasming does not take away the fact that you were drunk and did not give consent. Even if you did have sex with him willingly sometimes does not mean you gave sex willingly all of the time. 

anonymous asked:

Do not take this as personal, but your damon defense really made me uncomfortable. So i'm giving you unfollow right know. I just hope that no one judge me for that. I'm sorry.

I literally did not defend Damon I would never do that. I mean obviously unfollow me if you want because I want you to be comfortable but I think you just misunderstood what I said. I’m saying Damon is obviously toxic and I don’t like him but I think they’re all toxic lol. Like there is not a character on that show who is a good person because it’s a vampire show. But I did not defend Damon if I did please point out where I said it because I’m confused. and I don’t even care about that show anymore this is like an argument from 8 years ago I don’t understand why this is a thing again and now I remember why I hated this show and being in that fandom because people take out of context what you say and try to make it bad.

ugh

you know when you describe something you love so passionately and people just shut you down and youre left thinking “What did i do wrong?” and people dont even know this feeling an d honestly its complete shit because you love that band, that cosplayer, that book series, that show, that movie or that person and people just go “No one cares” or “ thats nice but…” or just plain “shut up.” because i have a friend like that and i know shes joking but sometimes it sounds too serious and now i dont talk about my favorite things anymore, or when i do i apologize and i just break down inside. does anyone feel the same?

anonymous asked:

Why is it, that in the year of our Lord 2017, I am still being affronted by supernatural content on my dashboard? What did I do to deserve this? Apparently one of them died again and they're still getting sad and emo about it even though it happened like 15 times before I stopped watching and they kept coming back. Surely they just don't care anymore. I know I don't.

why would u even care about them dying when u know they’re gonna be back next week??? Like that show has no stakes at all you know they’re not gonna kill any of the mains

anonymous asked:

its hard, having no memories. im gold from a pokespe verse and kin with kitsune osomatsu and ive got no one, cant find anyone who is kin with me (cant find em bc well lookie here jack shit mems) and im tired too and scared. because i cant trust myself anymore to love and care for these people that i once (probably, did i ever really know them? do i even know them?) knew. so i guess i just wont try.

Things that probably Bitty has had to edit off his videos part 2.

“I don’t know, I just miss some things about last year. I even miss having to edit Shitty walking around the Haus naked off my videos” “you won’t have to miss it anymore” “oh my god what are you doi– when did you have time to take all your clothes off”. 

 -“Ransom I DON’T CARE if the girl didn’t want to fuck in a high place you don’t bang someone in your ROOMMATE’S bed.” 

 -“Guuuuys stop arguing!” 

 -“So you guys played with Jack Zimmermann?” “Jack? No. Do we know any Jack, Ransom?” “I don’t think so, wait.” [yelling outside Bitty’s room] “BITS, DO WE KNOW ANY JACK?” 

 -“Bits, Jack is coming to visit, fast, hide the stuffed bunny! You know, the one you think that we don’t know about.” 

 -“I have a message– why is Shitty asking me for pies and death?” 

 -Hours of footage of his empty room because he left so he could check on a pie and it was going to be just a minute, really, but Chowder wanted to ask him about something and Ransom and Holster were playing a game and– 

 -Probably people yelling things like “NO ONE IS LEAVING THIS HAUS UNTIL MY LEFT SOCK APPEARS I SWEAR TO GOD THIS IS THE FIFTH TIME THIS WEEK”. 

-Who has left and right socks who is so organized to do that.

 -“I am not touching you” “You are!” “This doesn’t count as touching” “Stop touching me!” 

 -“So Providence’s game just finished! It was–” “LOOK AT THAT BEAUTIFUL MOTHERFUCKER AND THAT FUCKING BEAUTIFUL GOAL” “–great. And Shitty came here to watch it. Mhm. Obviously. 

 -“Today we met some of Lardo’s artsy friends! They were really nice even if–” “YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HOOK UP WITH ANY OF THEM BITTY” “–we are really different I am sorry I am closing my door so I can work.” 

 -“So today I met a really nice guy in one of my classes and–” “YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HOOK UP WITH HIM EITHER YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE KISSING JACK” “I am talking to someone, let me work!” 

 -[Jack trying to surprise Bitty, waiting at his door] “YOU MOTHERFUCKING BEAUTY–” [Shitty and Jack fighting on the floor] “… hi guys” 

- “I am in Providence spending a few days with the team at Jack’s! So if you see a background change or a lack of noise, it may be–” “JACK HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW THE NAME OF ANY JUSTIN BIEBER SONGS WHAT’S YOUR PROBLEM” “… I guess that means that there’s not going to be a lack of noise” 

-"Look I love Lardo to death and I am going to miss her when she leaves and–” “WE THOUGHT THAT YOU LOVED US, BITS. I AM HURT” “Stop doing this!" 

-"Bitty I don’t know how to tie this and I am sorry for interrupting you but you told me that I shouldn’t put my Shark’s hoodie on for this and–" 

-Is that a flying pillow. Who threw that. Why– he doesn’t even want to know.

-’’LARDO DON’T PAINT IN YOUR ROOM YOU ARE GOING TO POISON US ALL.’’ ‘’YOU ARE GOING TO POISON US ALL WITH YOUR SMELLY SOCKS.’’