graceland meme: four quotes [2/4]
ā³1x08: āGet laid parade"Ā
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novocainesā:
it would been easierāto WALK AWAY; and leave the past where it belonged. but it wasnāt julian who dug up whatād been buried, it was her. by coming back, by seeking him outā¦ by offering sentiments which she had no right offering. it was stacieās fault that he was there : Ā Ā atop messy sheets, back against the wall, and with a stare that couldnāt quite believe what he saw before him. after two years. maybe more.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā neither did i. Ā Ā ā
itās honest. even when he decides itās more than she deserves. being there was more than she deserved. nevertheless, he finds himself falling for it. the iām sorryās, the i missed youāsāall while acknowledging that it shouldnāt matter. a torturous cycle of knowing but not enough. HOW ARE YOU? it seems thatās where the line is drawn. because he shifts, discomfort evident all around. good. until now. itād be truthful. but more than that, itād be a low blow. one she does deserve yet one he fails to deliver.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā look, stacieā¦ you wanted to talkāso, talk. Ā Ā ā
ārightā¦ā she nods her head and chews her lower lip as she thinks of where she wants to start. sheās silent for a moment then lets out a deep breath.
āso the day i left..i refer to that as..ā her voice trails off and she shakes her head; itās not important. literally nothing about to leave her mouth is going to be important. she begins pacing (of all the things about her to change in 2 years, thatās the nervous habit to remain the same).
she doesnt mean to allow the tears stream down her cheeks, and theyāre because she realizes her stupidity and although sheās apologized, and probably made it clear that she realizes her mistake hurt him, it doesnt make her feel any better. āi remember it. i was wanting to knit you a blanket and looking back, thatās probably the most pathetic thing in the world,ā she lets out a laugh, wiping the tears from her eyes. āand my mom came into the kitchen and asked what i was doing and when i told her, she told me it was stupid and i was wasting my time, once again making it obvious that she was upset that i didnt want to be a doctor or an attorney and she asks how weāre doing and i told her that itās like you were pushing me away but i think i got it and it was ok, because we would be ok and she told me that youād get tired of having me around if you havent already and itās like that part stuck with me and thenā¦ā she looks down for a second, before looking back up.
āwe started arguing and it was like fuck my momās right. maybe youāre trying to push me away because you didnt want me around anymore and i left and went to live with my dad,ā her voice is soft and she lets out a deep breath as she stops pacing. ālooking back though, i realize maybe i should have questioned that and that living with my mom was not the greatest situation for me and i dont know. iāve grown and iāve realized a lot and i needed to apologize to you in person. iām not at all asking you to forgive me, but i wanted you to know that it had nothing to do with you.ā
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Booksmart (2019)
Directed byĀ Olivia Wilde
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ā§ fr jucie :flushed:
send me a ā§ and iāll bold all that apply to your muse.
I would kill you. ā§ I would physically hurt you. ā§ I would attack you unprovoked. ā§ I would manipulate you. ā§ I dislike you. ā§ You annoy me. ā§ You scare me. ā§ You intimidate me. ā§ I hope I intimidate you. ā§ I pity you. ā§ You disgust me. ā§ I hate you. ā§ Iām indifferent toward you. ā§ Iād like to get to know you better. ā§ Ā Iād like to spend more time with you. ā§ Iād like to be friends with you. ā§ Ā Iām unsure what to think of you. ā§ Iām unsure how I feel about you. ā§ You are my friend. ā§ You are my best friend. ā§ You are my mentor. ā§ I look up to you. ā§ I respect you. ā§ You are my hero. ā§ You inspire me. ā§ You are my enemy. ā§ You make me happy. ā§ I want to protect you. ā§ I would fight by your side. ā§ I consider you an equal. ā§ I think you are beneath me. ā§ I think you are above me. ā§ I would lie for you. ā§ I would lie to you. ā§ I would sleep with you. ā§ I would sleep by your side. ā§ I would hug you. ā§ I would kiss you. ā§ You are family to me. ā§ I would die for you. ā§ I would kill for you. ā§ I would trust you with my life. ā§ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ā§ I would trust you with a secret. ā§ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ā§ I love you (platonically). ā§ I love you (romantically).
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she thought about this long after she said ok. would going over be the best idea? pulling up in front of his house, she had to take a moment to talk herself into actually ringing the doorbell. at one time, the apolskis home felt like home to her for so long but now its foreign
being inside she cant help but to look around. arms crossed over her chest, sheās unsure what to do. does she sit? does she stand? she chooses to stand.
āi didnt actually think youād let me,ā her voice is soft. She wants to ask how heās doing but she feels that will be pointless and will only irritate him further. Her finger moves around in a circular motion on her upper arm and she goes for it, āhow are you?ā she wants to hear that heās doing ok, great even.
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ā§ yitty:tm: ( yas and kitty )
send me a ā§ and iāll bold all that apply to your muse.
I would kill you. ā§ I would physically hurt you. ā§ I would attack you unprovoked. ā§ I would manipulate you. ā§ I dislike you. ā§ You annoy me. ā§ You scare me. ā§ You intimidate me. ā§ I hope I intimidate you. ā§ I pity you. ā§ You disgust me. ā§ I hate you. ā§ Iām indifferent toward you. ā§ Iād like to get to know you better. ā§ Ā Iād like to spend more time with you. ā§ Iād like to be friends with you. ā§ Ā Iām unsure what to think of you. ā§ Iām unsure how I feel about you. ā§ You are my friend. ā§ You are my best friend. ā§ You are my mentor. ā§ I look up to you. ā§ I respect you. ā§ You are my hero. ā§ You inspire me. ā§ You are my enemy. ā§ You make me happy. ā§ I want to protect you. ā§ I would fight by your side. ā§ I consider you an equal. ā§ I think you are beneath me. ā§ I think you are above me. ā§ I would lie for you. ā§ I would lie to you. ā§ I would sleep with you. ā§ I would sleep by your side. ā§ I would hug you. ā§ I would kiss you. ā§ You are family to me. ā§ I would die for you. ā§ I would kill for you. ā§ I would trust you with my life. ā§ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ā§ I would trust you with a secret. ā§ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ā§ I love you (platonically). ā§ I love you (romantically).
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ā§ spare yuul?
I would kill you. ā§ I would physically hurt you. ā§ I would attack you unprovoked. ā§ I would manipulate you. ā§ I dislike you. ā§ You annoy me. ā§ You scare me. ā§ You intimidate me. ā§ I hope I intimidate you. ā§ I pity you. ā§ You disgust me. ā§ I hate you. ā§ Iām indifferent toward you. ā§ Iād like to get to know you better. ā§ Ā Iād like to spend more time with you. ā§ Iād like to be friends with you. ā§ Ā Iām unsure what to think of you. ā§ Iām unsure how I feel about you. ā§ You are my friend. ā§ You are my best friend. ā§ You are my mentor. ā§ I look up to you. ā§ I respect you. ā§ You are my hero. ā§ You inspire me. ā§ You are my enemy. ā§ You make me happy. ā§ I want to protect you. ā§ I would fight by your side. ā§ I consider you an equal. ā§ I think you are beneath me. ā§ I think you are above me. ā§ I would lie for you. ā§ I would lie to you. ā§ I would sleep with you. ā§ I would sleep by your side. ā§ I would hug you. ā§ I would kiss you. ā§ You are family to me. ā§ I would die for you. ā§ I would kill for you. ā§ I would trust you with my life. ā§ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ā§ I would trust you with a secret. ā§ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ā§ I love you (platonically). ā§ I love you (romantically).
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novocainesā:
theyāre way past thisāthe iām sorryās, the i missed youās, and all that falls in - between. itās something that stacie doesnāt realise that julian knows for certain. yet when she offers just that, he falters. the anger and hurt which motivates remain but overlapping is a softness once lost. at least in the context of anastasia ceglarek. he thinks heās OVER ITāuntil she stands before him, looking the same as she did all those years ago. a little older, but a whole lot prettier, too. and he thinks heās OVER HERāuntil those very thoughts manage to penetrate the wall built.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā i gotta get back to work. Ā Ā ā
truthful, although above all EVASIVE. because he hesitates : Ā Ā the pleads hard - hitting, and julian thinks itās unfair. a conviction that forces further frustration into equation. only this time around, it fails to reach the way of stacie, instead finding himself. after all this timeā¦ and stillāit was pathetic. he was pathetic. and itās with this realisation that he turns around, a vinyl dropped onto the register as he passes. a stream of FUCK YOUāS, FUCK THISā, and FUCK MEās echoing in his mind, and julianās escape should be a sure - thing. because he doesnāt want to be there. not with her. not now. not everā¦ except that maybe he does. a pause, and thenā Ā Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā tonight, my place. Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā the shop bell rings.Ā
that's the answer she's expecting and she nods her head, a smile gracing her features, "ok." she's not going to argue or roll her eyes or react in a way that he's probably expecting. she turns to leave but stops when she hears his voice and turns to face him. she raises an eyebrow and turns her head to the side before straightening and giving him a quick once over "uh, ok."
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the record store isnt her usual venue unless she was buying some sort of gift for julian. although their current state means less money spent. walking into the record store, she walks up and down the aisle until she spots chelsea and a bright grin graces her features. their own friendship is unlikely as chelsea is yasminās complete and polar opposite but yasmin welcomes the friendship. Approaching behind her, yasmin rests a chin on her shoulder, āwhacha doin? i think when you get off you should hang out. with me.ā
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novocainesā:
it shouldnāt be this way : Ā Ā her, there, and himābursting at the seams with every word heād put on paper, and all those even he couldnāt. emotional isnāt a word used to describe him either. public scenes and tantrums werenāt on his resumĆ©, and up until now, julian didnāt believe himself capable. too many eyes on him. and her, too. HOW MANY PEOPLE KNEW? a small town after all, with even smaller people. and like his cancer once had, gossip spread fast.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā no, you donāt get to do this. you donāt get to come back and be sorry. alright? not after two fucking years. Ā Ā ā
swung back around now, his voice is raised. he never thought heād shout. in fact, in every scenario imagined : Ā Ā composure was kept, words were harsh, and julian untouchable. well, not in allā¦ but those that deviated from something akin to a revenge fantasy carried more humiliation than the situation at hand. often shaken off when entering his mind, replaced with a more hard - hitting realityāit doesnāt matter. she wonāt come back. ever.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā WHYāwhy are you doing this? why are you here? Ā Ā ā
she understands and if this was anyone else, sheād have something god awful to say. but she doesnāt. wouldnt most people appreciate an apology? she gets his anger and she wishes she could tell her feelings off and go cold. but standing here right now, its visible that she hurt him and she hates it. hurting him was never something she intended to do; she intended to spend each day with him; whether that meant they grew old together (she would speak that into existence) or he grew tired of her and she would always really hope for the former.Ā
āiām sorry. i know iāve said this 600 times now but i am so sorry. i want to say some bullshit like i missed home but thatās a lie. i missed you and i needed to see how you were. i know thatās some twisty shit but i thinkā¦.ā she shrugs her shoulders, pulling her hair over her shoulder. Itās something she realized she did in an attempt to close people out, and sheās never had to do it with juli before. ācan we talk? please? just give me a chance to like...put it into better words?ā
sheās not going to blame him for saying no, sheās expecting it. but sheās hoping heāll agree, āplease,ā she repeats, and itās soft. so soft that she isnt sure heās even able to hear it.
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maybe itās not a lack of words but rather an ABUNDANCE of them. like a wave oncoming only to crash against the floodgates closed. because julian always knew what to sayāand with years of practice for today, he knew with more certainty than ever before what he meant and what he felt. yet the order necessary escapes him, silence overtaking. himself, at least. stacie keeps on talking : Ā Ā each sentence more provoking than the last, urging him out of the shell escaped into. the pet name doesnāt go without notice, either. instead it acts fuel to a situation in desperate need of diffusion. he doesnāt stop. his trek towards the counter consistent and the glances he grants are fleeting : Ā Ā for his own health more than anything. because it feels as if his heart is about to burst out of his chest, all whilst occupying his airways too.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā oh, youāre sorry? yeah, alright. what are you more sorry aboutāthe leaving, or the noteā¦ a fucking note, stacie! Ā Ā ā
jesus fucking christ. she deserves this, honestly. she would be concerned if she had gotten anything less. āiām sorryā she repeated. she wishes she knew what she was sorry for the most but she doesnt so she simply shrugs, āiām sorry for both. i shouldnt have left, leaving the note was shitty. I justā¦ā she doesnāt want to make this about her but the words sheās about to utter are true. āi..felt like you didnt want me around. you were pushing me away and it was like..ā her voice trailed off and she shrugged her shoulders. āi didnt think it would matter. like in my mind you didnt want me around anyway, what difference would a note make? do i wish that i could take it back? every day. so again, i am so sorry.ā
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his mind is elsewhere : Ā Ā in a land far, far awayāmade up of dead kennedys vinyls,Ā playing out through drug induced haze. descendents make an appearance, too. NOFX, circle jerks, black flag, the occasional visit from the clash, and the list goes on. too preoccupied with the latest of the punk scene to pay any mind to the latest of his own life. because breaks were shortāthis one in particular gifting him only another four minutes of acquaint himself with laminated records. or, alternatively, reacquaint himself with old ghosts. HE DOESNāT MEAN TO FREEZE. but then, he doesnāt mean to be here either. at the store, in this aisle (s for sex pistols, s for scumbags), in a world where this is his reality.Ā
like a deer in headlights : Ā Ā julian apolskis is spooked by the past reemerging, and he malfunctions in response. a jaw tight, tight enough that he fears his teeth might crack, and his body cold. THIS ISNāT HAPPENING. except that it is. it is, and heās prepared for it. years having passedāone, twoā¦ he thinks itās closing in on three. and julian knows what to say. itād been imagined in great detail. hell, itād been written about. there were enough songs about what heād say to anastasia ceglarek that he could fill a whole album if he had to. deluxe, and then some. yet all that he can muster is a tight - lippedāĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā Ā no. actuallyāthisā¦ is bullshit. Ā Ā ā Ā Ā and with the vinyl held at the moment of impact (Ā sex pistolās spunk. shit.Ā ) julian makes way for the register. as if exiting the store altogether was admitting defeat. and that was something he wouldnāt do. fuck that. no, fuck her.
sheās not expecting him to be happy to see her. sheās expecting the anger. she lets out a chuckle, āoh, come on babe,ā she pouts. thatās probably going to make him angrier and sheās fully aware. perhaps living with her dad has made her just a bit twisted.
āmaybe i wanted to work up an apology letter before we had a conversation but here we are.ā she raises an eyebrow then chews her lower lip, āiām sorry. i shouldnt have left you and iām sorry.ā sheās not one for apologies anymore so the fact that sheās standing here, apologizing, has her wondering if heās really as unimportant to her as she talked herself into believing.
āi understand you hating me, and i dont blame you but i am sorry.ā she feels like she should say more, but saying more would be redundant, unnecessary and the biggest waste of her time.
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she had no real intention of coming back and now that sheās here, sheās not entirely sure she made the best choice; coming back to right her wrongs. she knows it isnt going to be easy but things that were worth it, werenāt easy, although she wouldnt exactly say that its worth it anymore. perhaps sheās going with the ideology that sheās changed, that she isnāt the same person she was then. but how much can anyone change in two years?Ā
Ā the music store isnāt her first choice to go to but she needs some sense of familiarity. she has no real intention of buying anything but sheās been walking around for awhile and sheās sure her heels are wearing a hole in the carpet. she settles on some group that her mother listened to growing up and went outside after paying for it. sheās not expecting to see him so soon being back and she scrunches up her nose, āthis is awkward..ā
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ello! this is my new asshole, anastasia. im bored here on the job and had some thoughts so here we goooo
sheās a baby at a whole ass 22
she started going to school to become a nurse before she left then finished while she lived in virginia with her dad
she dated juli, but she left, for reasons and looking back sheāll admit it was a whole ass mistake. yay for growth.Ā
sheās a baby asshole, only really does it to hide feelings or when people make her mad, otherwise she tends to be a ray of sunshine
sheās a dancer, and tends to only dance now when sheās feeling any emotion other than happy
so like stated above, sheās GROWN. so while she loves the dude, she cant do anything about it bc yanno...2 years have passed and they arent the same.Ā
she likes to cook and bake, someone please let her cook and bake for them.Ā
her parents dated but were never really together. they are both attorneys; her mom is a partner at a law firm and her dad owns his own practice in virginia
her father left once her mom got pregnant. ceglarekās fleeing? like father, like daughter.Ā
her mother wasnt thrilled when she said she wanted to be a nurse, instead of following in the path of her parents and maternal and paternal grandparents and being an attorney.Ā
her mother became accepting of it and wants stacie to marry an attorney, if not an attorney then a doctor.Ā
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