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' you're the one to blame '

Di has heard all of this before; hell, Patrick isn’t going to let her forget it anytime soon.

as if she ever could forget it

Still, as hard as she tried not to let him see how he got to her, not to give him that satisfaction, she felt like there was nothing she could hide from him. His eyes, if she dared let them linger on her for too long, threatened to burn a hole right through her.

She wasn’t the one who had killed Avery. She knew that, and she knew exactly who was really responsible.

then why did she feel like she might as well have killed him herself

“I don’t have to listen to this shit.” She turned, intent on leaving the room. “Don’t you have anything better to do?”

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melodrama starters

warning for some nsfw content & alcohol.

I know about what you did.

I wanna scream the truth.

She thinks you love the beach.

You’re such a damn liar.

Thought you said that you would always be in love.

You’re not in love.

Did it frighten you?

I’ll come get my things.

I can’t let go.

I wish I could get my things and just let go.

My hips have missed your hips.

Will you sway with me?

I know you’re feeling it too.

Can we keep up with the ruse?

I know this story by heart.

Jack and Jill get fucked up and possessive when it gets dark.

We know that it’s over in the morning.

Don’t know you super well, but I think that you might be the same as me.

Let’s let things come out of the woodwork.

Yeah, awesome right?

You know I think you’re awesome, right?

I guess we’re partying.

Now you know it’s really gonna blow.

I get caught up, just for a minute.

You’re the one to blame.

Can you hear the violence? 

I blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you.

We’re the greatest they’ll hang us in the Louvre. Down the back, but who cares - still the Louvre.

I know that you are not my type.

She’s so hard to please, but she’s a forest fire.

I do my best to meet her demands.

You’re a little much for me.

You’re a liability.

I understand.

I’m a liability. 

I am a toy that people enjoy ‘til all of the tricks don’t work anymore.

Every perfect summer’s eating me alive.

They’re gonna watch me disappear into the sun.

Please could you be tender?

Let’s give it a minute before we admit that we’re through. 

It’s late and this song is for you.

Well, I guess I should go.

Yeah, I guess I should go.

These are what they call hard feelings.

God I wish I believed you when you told me this was my home.

I care for myself the way I used to care about you.

Why even try to get right?

It’s time to let go of this endless summer afternoon.

It was real for me.

I’ll fake it every single day ‘til I don’t need fantasy.

But I still remember everything.

I’ll start letting go of little things 'til I’m so far away from you.

What is this tape?

This is my favorite tape.

Bet you wanna rip my heart out.

Bet you wanna rip my heart out.

Well guess what? I like that.

I’m gonna mess your life up.

I’m psycho high.

I know you won’t remember in the morning when I speak my mind.

We wonder why we bother.

You wanted something that we offered.

Break the news.

You’re walking out.

Sorry I was never good like you.

I did my best to exist just for you.

I am my mother’s child.

I’ll love you 'til my breathing stops.

I’ll love you 'til you call the cops on me.

I’ll find a way to be without you, babe.

I still feel you now and then.

Slow like pseudo-ephedrine.

I let the seasons change my mind.

I love it here since I’ve stopped needing you.

We keep trying to talk about us.

I’m someone you maybe might love.

I’ll be your quiet afternoon crush.

In my head I do everything right.

When you call I’ll forgive and not fight.

We were wild and fluorescent.

Come home to my heart.

Maybe all this is the party.

Maybe we just do it violently.

You’re not what you thought you were.

Every night, I live and die.

It’s just another graceless night.

I hate the headlines and the weather.

When we’re dancing I’m alright.

Are you lost enough?

Have another drink.

This is how we get notorious.

I can’t stand to be alone.

Let’s kiss and then take off our clothes.

All the nights spent off our faces.

What the fuck are perfect places anyway?

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“Okay, what do you want?” Di raised an eyebrow, begrudging of the fact that she had to look up to make eye contact with her little brother. “I know you wouldn’t come to me for anything unless you were desperate, so what is it?”

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' yeah. avenge my death. '

“Right. Okay. So basically, if you go missing, I’m gonna have to shank Bowers. Got it.” Di can’t really imagine anyone - or anything - else being responsible for such a thing. Not yet, anyway.

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☆.。.:* SHIT ME AND MY BEST FRIEND SAY: THE MEME  ☆.。.:*

words taken from me and evie’s (@ethrealtrauma / @abrastcne / @lumixnita) conversations bc we’re stupid shitheads

“ I’m buckled. ”

“ I pissed my pants. ”

“ I’m fucking dead. ”

“ You absolute thundercunt. ”

“ I hate those bags of cunts. ”

“ I’m glad I’m sitting on the toilet because I just shit myself. ”

“ Jesus Christ on a motherfucking ass pogo stick. ”

“ My murder kink is getting out of control. ”

“ Goodbye. ”

“ I’m cackling. ”

“ I need the sleeps, don’t I? ”

“ I like my men sociopathic. ”

“ Fucking bye. ”

“ My cat just sat her asshole on my bare foot.  I have to cut my foot off now. ”

“ Don’t apologize for your sexual preference, what the fuck? ”

“ I literally had to run to the bathroom. ”

“ Fucking snarky evil asswipe. ”

“ Fuck them, I’ll eat a kidney. ”

“ Hey kid, I heard you have some homicidal thoughts. ”

“ Did I tell you my dehumidifier almost blew up today? ”

“ I had another breakdown haha. ”

“ I am still craving tacos. ”

“ I had two tacos that were the size of a whole plate. ”

“ I heard a zipper! ”

“ Text me, you noob. ”

“ I told you that rainbow was coming. ”

“ I’m aroused. ”

“ Want me to show you funny memes? ”

“ You’re so sweet and perfect, what the fuck. ”

“ I laughed so hard I drooled everywhere. ”

“ I’m a fucking toddler. ”

“ Pussy whitehead. ”

“ Fucking cockslap! ”

“ Ruck suck duck fuck. ”

“ Fucking GHOSTS, man. ”

“ I pissed my goddamn pants again. ”

“ Are you crying over a fucking zipper? ”

“ TED BUNDY, IS THAT YOU? ”

“ Get your shit together, my dude. ”

“ I can’t stop laughing, fuck. ”

“ I just wheezed hardcore.  Hardcore Benicio Del Toro wheezing. ”

“ Hey, I love you.  I’m sorry I’m so awful. ”

“ That’s why I’m peeing my pants. ”

“ YEEEEEEEE. ”

“ I’M YOUR BEST FRIEND BYE. ”

“ YOU ARE MINE. ”

“ HEY, GOOBER. ”

“ You dingus. ”

“ I don’t even know, just fuck me up. ”

“ I have the memory of a fucking goldfish. ”

“ I love you, I’m dead. ”

“ I love you too, you goon. ”

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Requiem - Original Broadway Cast of Dear Evan Hansen

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                     john dies at the end sentence starters

“the greatest trick the Devil pulled was convincing the world there was only one of him.” 

“Scientists talk about dark matter, the invisible, mysterious substance that occupies the space between stars. Dark matter makes up 99.99 percent of the universe, and they don’t know what it is. Well I do. It’s apathy. That’s the truth of it; pile together everything we know and care about in the universe and it will still be nothing more than a tiny speck in the middle of a vast black ocean of Who Gives a Fuck.” 

“Something coming back from the dead was almost always bad news. Movies taught me that. For every one Jesus you get a million zombies.” 

“Man, I think he’s gonna make a fuckin’ suit of human skin, using the best parts from each of us.” 

“Holy crap. He’ll be gorgeous,” 

“When a man plans, a woman laughs.” 

“Let’s say you have an ax. Just a cheap one, from Home Depot. On one bitter winter day, you use said ax to behead a man. Don’t worry, the man was already dead. Or maybe you should worry, because you’re the one who shot him.” 

“You don’t even exist. We’re all just a figment of my cock’s imagination.” 

“Are the most dangerous creatures the ones that use doors or the ones that don’t?” 

“The situation has a real Lovecraft feel to it. Though, you know, if you come over it’ll be more of an Anne Rice situation. If you know what I mean.“ 

“Fuck that. Fuck that idea like the fucking Captain of the Thai Fuck Team fucking at the fucking Tour de Fuck.” 

“There is no word in the English language for the feeling someone gets when they suddenly realize they’re standing next to an unholy monster impersonating a human. Monstralization, maybe?” 

“Solving the following riddle will reveal the awful secret behind the universe, assuming you do not go utterly mad in the attempt. If you already happen to know the awful secret behind the universe, feel free to skip ahead.” 

“… life is a flickering candle we all carry around. A gust of wind, a meaningless accident, a microsecond of carelessness, and it’s out. Forever.” 

“Sorry. I tried living, tried being sentient. Can’t do it. Can’t live in the same universe with that.” 

“To this day I don’t know if he was struggling with the moral implications of gunning down half a dozen civilians, or if he was mentally counting to see if he had that many shells left in the gun.” 

“Okay. If I don’t come back, and say they don’t got my body, like if it eats me or somethin’, tell everybody you don’t know what happened. Make it mysterious. And then a year later spread rumors that you’ve seen me wanderin’ around town. That way I’ll be like fuckin’ Bigfoot, everybody claiming to have seen me here and there.”

“Anyone else want to donate blood to chair-ity?“ 

“There’s some dessert! With a chair-y on top!” 

“If I knew me as somebody else, I would hate me just as much. Why have a double standard?” 

“I didn’t cry. And if you think I did, good luck proving it, asshole.” 

“The phrase ‘sodomized by a bratwurst poltergeist’ suddenly flew through my mind.” 

“…the whole world is a big, noisy puppet show meant to distract us from the fact that at the end, you’ll die, and you’ll probably be alone.” 

“A cockroach has no soul. Yet it runs and eats and shits and fucks and breeds. It has no soul, yet it lives a full life. Just like you.” 

“You see, time is an ocean, not a garden hose. Space is a puff of smoke, a wisp of cloud.” 

“You got any final requests, in case this don’t end well?” 

“Yeah. Avenge my death.” 

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This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergarten”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction

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makopoisoned:

Please reblog if you are okay with random starters, pre-established relationships and responses to ask memes. I need some new people to bug with starters & what nots. 

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I didn’t know I was broken until I wanted to change  I wanna get better

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Patrick Hockstetter - Moodboard

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Kaya Scodelario photographed by Rebecca Miller for DuJour, Summer 2017

I’ve always been quite headstrong; my mom raised me to be a strong woman and get the most out of life. I don’t want to play easy characters. I want to do parts that are going to interest people and and make them have a discussion. I would never be comfortable playing the girl next door. I’m quite dark upstairs anyway, and it just helps get it out if I’m playing that character—it’s like a therapy for me. I find it incredibly boring just playing an average girl who doesn’t really do much.

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“…the most rewarding thing about playing Carina was that I got to portray an intelligent, multifaceted woman who had real depth to her. I hope that it will inspire not only little girls, but hopefully little boys as well—that an intelligent woman is not something to be feared or to be gawked at, but someone to revere and to admire, just like any other male character. I hope that the next generation will be used to seeing these types of characters and representations of women in film regularly.” (x)

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“Clothes are my drug. I love Camden market, I have so many vintage pieces from there it’s unbelievable. Clothes are really important to me, they give me that feeling of happiness. I love being a bit free with it all and not giving myself rules.”

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Kaya Scodelario photographed by Rebecca Miller.