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“Allow yourself to be proud of yourself and all the progress you’ve made. Especially the progress that no one else can see.”
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If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
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“Every time I feel good, I think it'll last forever, but it doesn't.” - Euphoria (2019 - )
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madamedotbennett
Dottie looked up at the voice above her, a wide grin on her face. “Yea, that was me! I play down at the bar every Saturday.” She nodded. “Woah, thanks for the compliment. That means a lot coming from a fellow musician. I’m an amateur really, I sing a lot of covers, but last week I sang a couple of my own songs for the first time. I write a lot, but I’m nervous to really put them out there in case they are bad or something.” She laughed. “I’m Dottie, it’s nice to meet you… I didn’t catch your name.”
"For amateur it was good. Sung by the way. Nice meeting you."and he looked at the guitar again."Well, I don't understand much. For example I can't play the guitar, but I can help you with the lyrics of your songs. I have some ideas, that i am not going to use. Do you want to hear them?"he asked waiting for an answer. Usually he didn't offered help, but she was so interesting to him.
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THE BLOND GRINNED, cautiously reaching over to let the other dog smell him and the threats, returning his attention to the other as he spoke about pollux who was now, hidden behind his right leg, looking up expectedly, making chris chuckle. “he’s okay, he gets shy from time to time but he’ll be okay, don’t worry. sung, jory” he bowed his head briefly, shooting them both a grin “this is pollux, but he normally goes by pol. and you can call me chris.”
"Pol, Chris. Nice meeting you. They seemed to like each other, huh."Sung told while looking at the dogs."Your dog is angel."and he smiled at Chris.
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itsolgood
Being a strong empath, Ollie felt their heart hurting because they knew that Sung was struggling. Even if their friend wasn’t visibly upset in that moment, Ollie still wished that they could do more to help him feel better. They didn’t like the idea of the other being alone and not knowing what to do. Their eyes squeezed shut as they cried, choking on a soft sob. They brought their hands up to their mouth to try to quiet themselves, but they tended to blubber when they were emotional. They were a loud crier, an ugly crier they would say. They used their wrist to wipe under their nose as they sniffed into it. “Mmmm……. o-okay. I want you to be o-okay. I want y-you to talk to him. P-please promise you w-will…..”blockquote>
"Of course I will. You have my word "Sung told them with smile. Now I want to hear something interesting, maybe some gossip, or something about the musical."Sung wanted to calm Ollie, so he needed to change the subject of the conversation.
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itsolgood
Ollie nodded, “Yeah, cause they’ll be able to talk to you and know what to do. Like, what’ll work best for you. But, I can give you Anthony’s number. Just to have somebody who knows how ya feel….. and he can suggest stuff that might help too.” They pulled their phone out of their pocket, copying their husband’s number from their contacts and pasting it into a text message to Sung. “Okay, I sent it so ya got it, okay? You can call him whenever, I’ll let him know.” They offered a small grin, though tears were still lingering in their eyes. They shook their head and used another napkin to wipe the water from their cheeks. “Thanks…. y-you know you do too. You deserve every happiness….. really, Sung. A-and you’ll get there.”
Sung gathered a little bit bravery and looked at Ollie"Please buddy, don't cry."and he smiled at him"I would call Anthony soon. And when I get better we could go out the three of us properly. What you think bout that?"/p>
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“Then, one day… I met her. And I wanted to help her believe in something like love.”
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*:..。o○ Jisoo ○o。..:*
❝ Before the night traps me in, don’t leave my side. ❞
[11:20PM]
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After an exhausting day finalizing the pre-teen tap students ‘Annie’ medley at En Pointe Dot Bennett was in need of some relaxation. So, she stopped by the house to change into a flowy skirt and tunic, leash up her tea cup Poodle, winter, and grab her guitar case. Off to the park they went, it was a nice warm day and Dot wanted to sit in the sun with her best furry friend and pluck out some lyrics to a new song she was fooling around with. Formerly a world famous ballerina, Dot had always been interested in music, so she’d picked up a guitar a few years back and instantly she was hooked. Over the years she’d played as a filler for a few small bands. She had thought about starting her own at one point but it wasn’t a main priority at the moment. She was satisfied with playing for her family and at the bar down town some weekends. After walking winter, she found herself a nice spot and laid down her blanket. Removing her guitar from its case, she began to strum out some notes, humming along as she tried to figure out the next verse of her song. She wasn’t aware anyone might be listening close by.
Sung walked across the park in his way to home. He wanted to breath some air and think about his miserable life, when he heard music. A familiar woman played on a guitar. He wasn't very communicative, but music was his passion, so he needed to talk to this woman."You are very familiar."and he stared at her. Then he looked at the guitar."Oh you. You were at the bar down town. But I didn't remember very well. Did you sing your songs or you did cover? Because as a song writer despite being drunk and probably high, I liked what I heard."
After an exhausting day finalizing the pre-teen tap students ‘Annie’ medley at En Pointe Dot Bennett was in need of some relaxation. So, she stopped by the house to change into a flowy skirt and tunic, leash up her tea cup Poodle, winter, and grab her guitar case. Off to the park they went, it was a nice warm day and Dot wanted to sit in the sun with her best furry friend and pluck out some lyrics to a new song she was fooling around with. Formerly a world famous ballerina, Dot had always been interested in music, so she’d picked up a guitar a few years back and instantly she was hooked. Over the years she’d played as a filler for a few small bands. She had thought about starting her own at one point but it wasn’t a main priority at the moment. She was satisfied with playing for her family and at the bar down town some weekends. After walking winter, she found herself a nice spot and laid down her blanket. Removing her guitar from its case, she began to strum out some notes, humming along as she tried to figure out the next verse of her song. She wasn’t aware anyone might be listening close by.
OPEN STARTER @shstarters
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rhiannondushku
she hates mornings, but she hates evenings after leaving the studio even more. her apartment just feels too quiet and she does everything she can not to go home. she left her car in the parking lot of the studio and just started walking. her bag was placed over her shoulders and she was looking down at her phone, trying to find someone to call and hang out with. not paying attention, she runs clear into another person and drops her phone. “oh…fuck me!” she snaps before looking up at the other, “you! i was just going to text you, that’s so fucking bizarre. do you wanna hang out tonight? i don’t wanna go home right now and i’m just…trying to find anything else to do. come on, i’ll even buy food for us. it’s on me. pretty please?!” she beams and tilts her head to the side for a moment, “you can’t say no to this smile…”
Sung didn't want to go to this stupid family gathering. His annoying aunt was going to bring her single friends and would tell him that he is too old to be alone and he needed to create a family. 'C'mon I am twenty-eight not fifty.' he said to himself. Suddenly someone started shouting. He looked at the woman. He looked around. There was no one, so does she really was talking to him."Excuse me, you really talking to me, or I am to high?"he looked at her. Well. It would be ten times better to hang out with her, instead with his crazy relatives. And it's not like she was going to kidnap him and sold his organs to the black market, so.."If you talk to me, my answer is yes."
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Josh listened as the other man spoke, occasionally glancing over at the dogs to make sure they were alright. With both of their tails wagging and all signs positive, he returned his attention to Sung. “Ahh, I get what you’re sayin’. I sure hope I do, ‘cause it was sort of on a whim and well, can’t exactly up and move again anytime soon. Springhill is definitely stuck with Rusty and I for a bit.” He said with a chuckle. Although he was unsure about his opinion of Springhill, so far it wasn’t that bad. “Business card, huh? Well, thank you. I’d give you mine - ‘cause I do have some, thanks to my carpentry work - but I don’t have any on me. They’re packed away somewhere in a box, actually. Still gotta unpack most of my stuff.”
"Carpentry work? Intresting."the man was strong, it suited him."My mom needed carpenter for the house. I would recommend you."and Sung smiled at Josh.
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