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It was probably insane to think how Mae Borowski was raised by such a saint like Candy and still managed to sit at the diner and gobble up pizza as if she were raised by wolves. The curly-haired girl doesn’t quite care what gets grease stains as she grabs the pizza, mumbling to herself for the thousandth time that This will never live up to Pastabilities but scarfing it down anyway. In between bites she’s shooting golden brown eyes Bea’s way, taking her Bic pen between greasy fingers and scribbling down whatever idea comes to mind, and then the golden one hits  -  a haunted house. But just as quickly as that idea comes, it gets shot down by Bea.

“What?”  Mae slams the pen down onto her notebook’s pages and watches the taller girl try to explain everything, but she shakes her head.  Then, the pen is immediately back between fingers, and Mae is scribbling little dudes and putting her friends names above them. Me, Bea, Gregg, Angus, Germ(?)… Maybe Selmers? She becomes too invested in drawing a little poetry book next to Selmers’ little stick-figure body to pay attention to whatever Bea was saying, but then her interest is piqued again when Bea mentions the Halloween store out of town.

“Okay, we can totally still do the haunted house. We’ll just use Party Barn. None of those fake paintings, they’re totally lame and we can just, like, make them ourselves. We could make a ton of these decorations ourselves. Only really need to buy a fog machine and like, make-up. I could probably get Lori Meyers to do the make-up for the haunted house, too.”  Mae scribbles out everything she’s written on the page thus far, re-writing HAUNTED HOUSE and putting all of these ideas down, whether or not they get the Bea seal of approval.

bea continues to watch mae as the shorter girl scribbles and rewrites haunted house on the page, seeing how quickly the pen moves across the paper without so much as a second thought. it doesn’t bother her as much as it would have a year ago. she remembers the anger that was stacked against mae, when they sat in this very spot with angus and gregg and mae went on to say how pointless school was and how it just wasn’t her thing. bea blinks the memory away, they don’t matter now. 

“okay, fine, we can make a bunch of the decorations ourselves. we can get some decent supplies from the ol’ pickaxe,” she tentatively agrees, already trying to figure out how much she would have to put aside to buy the proper construction items for whatever big scheme mae was already planning in her head. though, she didn’t have much faith that the group would be able to successfully put together anything of value.

“so, what are you thinking exactly,” bea continues cautiously, knowing that talking mae out of anything was a feat in itself but also not wanting to get the others hopes up if the party didn’t turn out exactly how she planned it. she picks up the slice again, taking another bite before wiping her hands on a napkin and pulling her cell phone out. it’s pretty old, an iphone that she got when she graduated high school but never had the chance to upgrade yet. it sucked, but at least it worked well enough to text and make phone calls (and maaaayyyybeeee get on the internet, which is what she’s trying to do now).

bea punches in the party barn’s website and begins to scroll through their online selection of halloween decorations. “are we gonna try to run the haunted house or is it a general theme? we have to think about costumes too.” 

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perhaps it was kind of stupid to plan for a halloween party where the only inhabitants were going to be her usual crew of friends but mae seemed so damn excited at the thought that bea didn’t have the heart to point it out. so instead the brunette sat next to mae borowski, old (and new?) best friend at the diner contemplating ideas over a half decent pizza. 

“uh, i don’t think a haunted house is a good idea. it’s literally just gonna be us and like, gregg and angus. maybe germ. whose going to work the haunted house? just us two?” bea points out, chin in her hand as she silently watched the other crossing out haunted house in a notebook. “we got to think a little smaller. in a few weeks we can drive out to the halloween store an hour away but having a plan before we get there would probably be the best idea.”

bea moves and folds a greasy piece of pizza and puts the end in her mouth. she chews on the slice thoughtfully before putting it back down onto the round silver pan. “we can maaaaayyyybe keep the haunted house theme but we can’t like, go crazy. don’t forget we’re on a budget. we could probably afford a few of those stupid like shiny fake paintings you put on the wall that make the face change when you walk by it.” 

@illestfated ♥ didn’t ask for a starter but got one

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me: *is tiny*

me: (ง •̀_•́)ง

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oh mood

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Maybe things were different for us in another timeline. Maybe they were better.

Perhaps they were worse.

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hopping over here to do some replies! hit that heart if you’d like a starter and specify muse pls!

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Tʜᴇ Wᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ Dᴇᴀᴅ: Tʜᴇ Fɪɴᴀʟ Sᴇᴀsᴏɴ | ▶

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give me a chance to pump some starters out for clementine during the course of the final walking dead season?

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sometimes i don't know where / this dirty road is taking me / sometimes i can't even see the reason why / i guess i keep a-gamblin' / lots of booze and lots of ramblin' / it's easier than just waitin' around to die ✖

✖ an independent multi-muse feat. both canon and original character muses in the walking dead game, supernatural, night in the woods & others. written by kayla. 

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Tʜᴇ Wᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ Dᴇᴀᴅ: Tʜᴇ Fɪɴᴀʟ Sᴇᴀsᴏɴ | ▶

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Troian Bellisario in Suits, 4x13 [7/?]

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went to salem and walked around all day but anyways wow i miss living in salem and how easy life was

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💔     HEART     ACHE     SENTENCE     PROMPTS    !  

❝ You are a victim of your own broken heart. ❞

❝ You’re breaking my heart.  ❞

❝ The heart is just a muscle, isn’t that right? ❞

❝ You’ve left a void in me that cannot be filled. ❞

❝ Time does not heal a broken heart as they say. ❞

❝ How do you cope when the love is with somebody else? ❞

❝ Well, you can’t have heartbreak without love. ❞

❝ Love is supposed to heal, to be your haven from misery. ❞

❝ My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. ❞

❝ There is an ocean of silence between us… and I am drowning in it. ❞

❝ Raw love, like raw heartache, could blindside you. ❞

❝ I was born the day you kissed me, died the day you left me.  ❞

❝ I’ve fallen victim to love once in my life, it was enough for me.  ❞

❝ I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. ❞

❝ I would have followed you to hell and back… if only you’d lead me back.  ❞

❝ I had fallen but you were not there to catch me.  ❞

❝ This pain has not passed, this pain, I’m afraid, it will never pass. ❞

❝ A broken heart can be as lethal as a bullet to the brain. ❞

❝ As if you gave your heart to autumn, for what it destroys never blossoms again. ❞

❝ A single heartbreak teaches you more than what a lifetime of schooling can. ❞

❝ You taught me how to live with you, now tell me how to live without you… ❞

❝ You hurt me and yet I cannot stay away, I am miserable either way. ❞

❝ Do you know why he did what he did to you? Because he could. ❞

❝ I have been bitter since the day you broke my heart. ❞

❝ Today is just another day of trying to get by without you. ❞

❝ An entire world of people can never replace the one that I’ve lost. ❞

❝ I cannot carry on with my future when I am stuck in my past. ❞

❝ Many things we die but this love I have for you will not. ❞

❝ I could never love another as I do you, even if I wanted to. ❞

❝ This heart break will be the death of me. ❞

❝ I still fight and I don’t know why. ❞

❝ If our love is tragedy then are you my remedy? ❞

❝ When you’re ready, come find me, my heart is open. ❞

❝ Love is both, the strongest and the weakest thing you can have in life. ❞

❝ Black misery painted on a blood red heart. ❞

❝ You make me feel like a firefly. Trapped in a belljar; starved for love. ❞

❝ Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from. ❞

❝ My heart does not beat, it aches, for you. ❞

❝ Do you even know how you make me weak? ❞

❝ If you lose your one and only, there’s always room here for the lonely. ❞

❝ Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable. ❞

❝ Sometimes it feels like love and sometimes it feels like the death. ❞

❝ I don’t know where your heart is but mine is bruised. ❞

❝ I tried to wash the scars and marks from under my skin but you’re etched in me like stone.❞

❝ You call it love, but still you hate me? ❞

❝ You’re the pain and the medicine, one taste and I’m numb again. ❞

❝ With you next to me, there’s no darkness I can’t overcome.  ❞

❝ They don’t love you the way I love you. ❞

❝ What a wicked way to treat the one that loves you. ❞

❝ What’s worse, looking jealous or crazy? ❞

❝ There’s a fire starting in my heart, it’s bringing me out the dark. ❞

❝ The scars of your love remind me of us. ❞

❝ Tears of blood fall from my broken heart. ❞  

❝ Never mind, I’ll find someone like you. ❞

❝ When it’s all said and done, I’m still in love with you. ❞

❝ I want you to know that I’m all yours. ❞

❝ You could break my heart in two but when it heals, it beats for you. ❞

❝ The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it…  ❞

❝ Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time. ❞ 

❝ I know you still think about the times we had. ❞

❝ I’ve been so selfish because I love you so much. ❞

❝ You’re just like a pill, instead of making me better, you keep making me ill. ❞

❝ I bet you start loving me as soon as I start loving somebody else. ❞

❝ Do you ever think of me when you lie? ❞

❝ I fell for your lies, you hurt me, all the time. ❞

❝ Despite everything, I still remain loving you. ❞

❝ I’m waiting for the one day to come, when I can look at you and feel nothing. ❞

❝ Love creeps up on you, you never know how hard it’s there until they leave.  ❞

❝ I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive myself for just how badly I broke you.. ❞

❝ What chance did we have against fate? ❞

❝ Be careful when fixing broken people. You may end up cutting yourself. ❞

❝ Every other lover will always be compared to you. ❞

❝ I would recognize your heartbeat from the ends of space. ❞

❝ Even in dreams, ghosts of former happiness haunt me. ❞

❝ You should see me when my heart is broken. I don’t grieve, I shatter. ❞

❝ Love, but don’t fall in love because everything that falls breaks. ❞

❝ If my love was a war, you only fought for the glory of winning. ❞

❝ How many hearts have you collected? How many chests have you left aching and empty? ❞  

❝ I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ❞

❝ If it’s a question of my heart, you’ve got it. It don’t belong to anyone but you. ❞

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therapy / talking about trauma / post - trauma starters. feel free to change things as necessary. 

would you like to talk about it?

please tell me what’s bothering you.

hey, are you okay?

i don’t have to know everything. just what you’re comfortable telling me.

i’m your friend. of course i care.

there’s nothing bad about going to therapy.

would you like to try a different approach?

i – i didn’t know that. i’m sorry.

is this helping?

i’ll try not to ask a lot of questions.

i’m always here if you need me.

shh, it’s alright. shh. 

we’re safe now. you’re safe now.

it was just a nightmare.

sweetheart, you have to tell me these things.

you know i’d never judge you for that, right?

i’m worried about you.

is something going on? 

everything you say will just be between you and me.

what method do you prefer?

do you need help falling asleep?

anything i could do to help?

why are you like this?

i understand. 

sweetie, is there something you aren’t telling me? what’s wrong?

let’s get you cleaned up.

this is good. this is important. 

you’re healing, and healing takes time. 

we can do more tomorrow.

how about you get some sleep, hm?

bedtime.

it’s ok not to be ok.

tomorrow is another day.

hey, hey, hey. look at me, look at me. it’s okay.

breath in for seven seconds, exhale for eleven …

do you need some space?

remember, look for things that you can touch. ground yourself.

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no one gives a fuck about me. i’m gonna go slide down the stairs on my stomach