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okay i made a new blog and im still working on the theme and stuff but this one is now inactive and if we write together i already followed you tbh 

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im making a new indie okay lol

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i think im going to start a new indie like fresh start or something idk

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me: i should rp

also me: i want to die no thanks

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Happy Halloween/Munday cuties.

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🎃👻 today vs tomorrow. 👻🎃

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fcdedlcve:

ninanobreva:

andy and ariana grande’s haunted house adventure 

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aliiciakeys:

my professor: i like the makeup look today me: thanks, it’s reflective of how i feel inside 🙃

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i present you ‘haven't washed my hair in three days’ ft. makeup i’ve worn all day and bad lighting #mess

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:(((((( i met the head head boss today and she was literally satan and im terrified of her she made my coworker cry and gave me a panic attack and she was only there for 20 minutes and i went into the cooler to stock and i hurt my back and now im like here with a heating pad wanting to die

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demetria and lila

Lila’s gaze lingers on the woman as she speaks, a step being taken to find the end of her love seat, gaze falling from watching Demi on the other couch before her lower lip gets tugged between her teeth, biting down on the skin to the point of pain before glancing at her unkempt fingertips with a weak frown. “ You shouldn’t stay… y- you’re too good for this… for me. “ She whispered, though somewhere in her mind there was a voice telling her to stop she feared that she couldn’t ever be enough for the singer. “ I… I’m just… I keep… hurting you… I hate myself… you deserve more, better. I’m not worth this. “ She mumbled, gaze lingering on her fingers before pulling her knees up, mind lingering on the one choice it kept repeating; lose her now, or lose her later… there wouldn’t be a happily ever after. She wasn’t dumb enough to fall for it twice. 

“No,” she stated plainly the moment that Lila said that she should leave. That was the last thing she was going to do. “You are worth the world Lila, and you need someone in your life to show you that people won’t always leave. That people can love you for both the good and the bad aspects. I am not going to add to your pain,” she shook her head clearly. Swallowing hard she whispered, “I’m also not going to act like it doesn’t hurt to be here, because I will down if I pretend that everything is fine.” Standing from the couch she hesitated for a moment before taking a few steps and sitting on the floor in front of where Lila was. She didn’t touch her, but she was closer. “I’m going to help you, I don’t know how and I don’t know how long it will take. But I’m going to help you through the pain that you’re feeling. I’m going to help you see that you are worthy of so so fucking much and that you deserve to be loved and that you are loved. I’m going to help you through this spot and w--when things get better.... i’m...i’m gonna say I told you so.” She was planning to say ‘if you still don’t love me, i’ll go.’ but she couldn’t. Chances were she still wouldn’t love her. That much Demi knew. 

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demetria and lila

 It was hard for Lila to watch the singer in any state of being sad, but watching more tears fill the woman’s eyes turned her stomach inside out. Knowing it was on her for causing Demi so much pain. “ I- I know… “ She whispers, hands dropping from the counter to be crossed over her chest; hoping at the very least that maybe if she tried to ignore the pain it would go away. “ What… what do you… what am I supposed to do I… tell me… I don’t know how I’m supposed to do this… I just want you to be happy.., us… to be happy. “

Shaking her head slowly she shrugged weakly, “I don’t... I don’t know what you’re supposed to do. Even if I did know... I can’t.. I can’t tell you what to do.” Running her hands over her face again she let out a loud muffled groan of frustration. “At the end of the day you don’t love me and I’m in love with you and I’m only fooling myself here but I can’t... I can’t pull myself from you when it feels like I’m meant to be with you.”

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*frowns loudly bc i just remembered i have to work in the morning*

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zehrina and avery

Avery was used to people walking out on her, so she just kind of expected it to happen sooner or later. She was a bit confused for a second when she realized that wasn’t what was about to happen. “What?” She shook her head and tried to collect herself. “You want me to go with you?” Not that there was anything really holding her back from doing so if she wanted to. “As in getting a place and living together…?” 

Zehrina wasn’t exactly used to being committed to people, whether that be friendship or more, given the fact that she tended to stray away from people. Her past left her with severe trust issues, but she knew that she wouldn’t be able to leave Avery behind. At least, not now. She hadn’t given her a reason not to trust her, even if Zehrina hadn’t been completely honest with everything she did for a living. She commented she was a model, but chose to leave out the ‘sugar baby’ aspect that was her majority of income. However, this job in New York could lead to her dropping that part, and maybe she wouldn’t feel so bad about Avery not knowing. Licking her lips she let out a soft laugh and nodded, “I’m not... I’m not going to accept or decline the job until we talk about it. And if I did take it, I would only take it if you wanted to go with me.” Chewing on her bottom lip, she walked towards the girl, tucking a strand of hair behind the woman’s ear, “I know living together... it’s... a big step for us both but even if you want to stay here and we end up staying here maybe we could move in that direction anyway?” 

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demetria and lila

If she’d slept through the night, or past two she might have pushed back at Demi’s words, tried to convince the both of them that there was nothing that needed to be worried about. But as she watched Demi walk further away her gaze fell, a hint of grogginess slipping inside of her mind and making it rummage for something to say that might sound hopeful, or at least something that might convince Demi things were going to be okay… but there was nothing. “ I’m sorry… I’m trying… I promise I am y’gotta… you gotta believe that… don’t you? “ 

“I know.... I know you’re trying,” she whispered, her head still in her hands before she took a deep breath in and wiped over her bare freckled face. Pulling her legs up against her chest as she slunk back into the couch, “I just.. I feel like we take one step forward and then move five steps back..” Swallowing hard her hand moved up to wipe away a stray tear before looking towards the wall, basically anywhere but Lila, barely speaking enough to be heard, “I’m just tired of crying every night before bed.” 

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