Ive never felt so gutted in my entire life. I can’t seem to comprehend exactly what has happened. I just want to to send my love to everybody affected by this & to Ariana and the team. I can’t imagine what they are going through. Concerts are events people should never be afraid to attend, they are places for love and complete happiness & i am so sorry that things took an opposite direction last night. I hope i speak for every Artist by saying that we will not stop spreading positivity and love through music no matter the situation.
Because now I realized
that I don’t need someone
who keeps on babbling
about my mistakes,
who look at their fingers
and count all the wrong things
I have done within a day,
I knew then that who I need
is someone who is aware of
my bad days when I failed
to do my best,
but still encourage me to learn
all the lessons I have
to face and take.
More than anything I want to fall asleep. It’s in my dreams that she comes back to me. We escape back into our perfect life together. We indulge in endless pleasures of the body, mind, and soul. I want to fall asleep but I can’t, because the sooner I give myself over to sleep, the sooner I will wake, come back to reality, and lose her all over again.
Anonymous said:Can do you do prompts where two best friends and/or childhood friends try to confess their feelings to each other or find out they like the other person?
Anonymous said:Best friends to lovers first kiss?
Anonymous said:Can you do prompts about childhood friends becoming lovers?
Anonymous said:I love your prompts soooo much!! Would you mind doing some about childhood friends falling in love?
1) “Sorry, give me a sec-” they scrounged up their notes. Their hand trembled. “I wrote it down so this wouldn’t come out wrong. Sorry.” “You’re not dying, are you?” the best friend sounded worried. “What - no? No, I’m not dying. Nobody’s dying. Well, someone probably is. Every six seconds and all that but - no one we know. That I know about.” “It’s really, really cute when you start rambling.” They lost track of their notes a second time. Their skin went hot. “What?” “Will you go out with me?” “Did you just read my notes upside down?”
2) I kissed you like you were the centre of my gravity, everything in me drawn, falling falling falling always falling for you. A hand on the back of my neck, a dizzied breath as your thumb brushed an exposed slice of skin at my hip and then crept and settled upwards, warm and steady. Breathless, tentative, abruptly shy as our panting breaths chased the silence. Our eyes met. Yours - soft, a promise that if I fell I would always be caught. A smile tugged at the corners of your mouth. “Hey, you.” And then you kissed me again.
3) They started to creep out of bed, heart pounding, thoughts fogging their brain. Their friend flung out an arm without opening their eyes, catching them around the waist and reeling them back in. Their friend pressed a kiss to their neck. “Easy,” their friend murmured. “You don’t need to panic, it’s fine.Talk to me.”
“It’s funny, isn’t it.” They kept their eyes on their best friend’s hand, trailing idle patterns because it was easier than looking at their expression. “That we both knew, but never said anything.”
“Never felt like it needed saying.” Their friend’s gaze was intent, and a finger teased over their lip, feather-light. “Would you like me to say it now?”