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why do people keep following this account I haven't rp'd on it in over two months i

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IMAGINE DRAGONS VS. BASTILLE.

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             He listens with wet eyes, then taking a deep breath when Elwood              finishes. "He...He's dead. Webster is d-dead. He killed hi---mself,              and I found him. Most of the r-reasons I'm alive right now are h-him.              I was happy after I f-found him. I loved to wake up next to him-- a-and              to hold his hand in mine, and to--- to listen to his heartbeat. and now I              can't. H-He's gone. So, why not? Why not just jump so I-I can be with              him? He was my reason to live, E-Elwood. A-And even if I decided to live                      everything would just f-fall apart anyway. I don't h-have enough money to              pay for my home. I don't have enough f-for university so I can't get a good              job to pay for anything. It's just-- it's over for me."

         And so, he begins. “If there’s one thing throughout your entire life that          you listen to, Luke, I want this to be it - and I want you to listen very carefully.          We overcome obstacles in life, sometimes we win, sometimes we lose and          sometimes it results in stalemate. Sometimes it doesn’t feel like we’ll          ever break apart from them, nor win against. But life - regardless of what happens,          regardless of what doesn’t, is such a beautiful thing - and there’s so much          to smile about. Waking up in the morning, feeling the heat against your skin,          listening to your own heartbeat in the silence. A heartbeat that shows          how strong you are, how incredible and brave you’ve become. You’re          worth the Universe and it’s endless opportunities, Luke.

                 And when a life is in question, a beautiful and destined life that’s                  torn between this world and the next by a decision -                  I promise you this: there’s always a point.”

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i ran out of chips but i have all this chip dip left

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        It takes him a moment before he turns to look at the other and he's         wiping at his eyes to rid them of tears. Luke only looks at him for a         moment, then casting his eyes down as he lets out a shaky sigh.         He bites down on his bottom lip, not sure what to say-- or if he even         wants to say anything at all. Then his lips part, yet he stays silent for          another moment trying to calm himself so his voice won't shake or stutter.

                                            "-----Th-There's no point.."

      He recognizes him - of course he does - and the familiarity of his features       causes his heart to shatter, aching for his pain, and he didn’t expect the sudden       onslaught of protectiveness to smack him square in the chest. He takes a step       closer, leans against the side of the railings, positioned enough that he could       reach out for him - but only if need be - and so he says one word only.

                                                             ”Don’t.”

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    His blue hues are focused on the water below     him as his legs dangle off the side of the all too     familiar bridge. There's silent tears falling down his     cheeks but he hardly notices. He's simply--.. numb.     Luke doesn't even notice the cold air that has tinged his     cheeks pink. He just feels so empty-- so lost, and he wonders      what it would be like to crash into the water below.

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aus on here would be much appreciated

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well i believe webster is dead so luke is now a wreck and idk what to do

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   It was surprising that he was even    able to move from where he'd been    frozen for at least a few hours. His body    was shaking and sobs wracked his frame.    After he'd gotten out of the room he'd fished his    phone out of his pocket, merely staring at the screen    until he finally dialed Lucas' number with shaking hands.    He didn't even know if he'd be able to talk to the other.

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                    "It's been like a month.. I'm not sure if he's coming back, and I-- I don't have any money to pay for this place so I don't know how much longer I'm going to actually have a home. Guess that's what I get for being dependent on someone right?" He shrugged after Lucas had pressed a light kiss to his temple. "Yeah.. I missed you too I just-- I didn't want to bother you. I get paranoid about being a nuisance, that's why I didn't call or anything. Sorry about that.."

      He hadn’t expected to hear that; and in a way it hurt him, because Luke was his friend, and he did mean alot to him and knowing he was sad —Knowing he’d been alone, and Lucas hadn’t been there for him; he felt guilty. Arms wrapped around his middle as he pressed a kiss to his temple. “I’m sorry, h-he might be back? Maybe, eh?” He smiled softly, he had no idea, he barely knew Webster, but he didn’t want his friend to be sad, it was the last thing he wanted. “Yeah I—” He wasn’t going to make this about himself. “I’ve been fine, I missed you though,  love. Really I did.”

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                        He looked over at the other, giving a small smile and a shrug. "I---.. Web is.. gone? I don't know where he is, or why he's gone, and I've been really alone and.. it's really-- really nice to see someone." Pause. "So um, how've you been? You're doing good, right?" 

                    Once he’d got the okay, he immediately walked into the house. He wasn’t sure what had happened, but he knew he needed a friends —And he was assuming Luke did too. Once he’d spotted him, he smiled softly; sitting next to him on the couch. “—-Hey there, is something wrong?” He asked softly, chewing on his bottom lip. 

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tag fix

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                ⊰ :: ✿ ——— "Are you sure?"

                                        «           “Louis is fine.” He murmured lightly, clearly lying through his teeth; though he knew that if the other figured out that he was lying, it meant a harsh beating. 

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               ⊰ :: ✿ ——— "You um, are you cold? You look cold." 

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                                        «           Glancing down at the jacket he wore, his fingers idly played with the hem of it.  Of course, it wasn’t keeping him too warm, but it was at least giving him a small amount of it; and that’s all he really needed.  He didn’t care much for the cold, but as long as he had a small bit of heat, he was completely fine.  Though, it was only a jean jacket he had on.

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i dont play guitar for presentations in my guitar class bc i get anxious and this bitch in my class decided to tweet "if you don't play guitar for your presentations in /guitar/ class you might as well snap your neck lol"

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            "------------" He's just going to look at him and not say anything.

                           ⊰ —♡— ⊱ “…Greetings.”