m!a: teenagers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Welcome, generation Z

Welcome generation Z.

The generation turning 26 or 9.

The generation that learned not flinch when we heard someone else died, for one reason or another.

The generation that learned to cope with what was handed to us in anyway.

The generation that accepted that they will never have that promise of a job at the end of the line

The generation that accepted that whatever graduating class we are many of them will not see our tenth reunion.

The generation that cyberbullying became poplular

The generation that going to college/universtiy is automatic debt

The generation that many remember 9/11 and live with conquences of that day and see it normal

The generation that is learning and have learned not to trust cops, goverment or society to back you up or be right

The generation that is angry or apathic or depressed.

This is genralization but even if there is only one that you agree or connect with, that’s one to many.

Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.
Falling For You (Literally)

Summary: High School AU: Shy!Dan is new to school and has a huge crush on Popular!Phil.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 2021

A/N: I wanted to do a Christmas-ish wintery themed kind of fic and I guess this is kind of close? And after several hours of crying and frustration I finally finished it, so enjoy! xx

Shout out to my best friend Kaitlyn,  too-lazy-for-deviant-art  ,for helping me edit this. Go check her out! <3 

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