lomlmatt

[lomlmatt]

1. fuck donald trump

2. fuck ICE

3. fuck everyone who voted donald trump even though they probably can’t read this! 🤍

[lomlmatt]

if you can’t tell, i’m trying to make my theme like a scavenger hunt‼️ like every fic i’m going to post will say,”clue #” yk?

[lomlmatt]

CLUE 2

where do i go?

CONTAINS: angst, crying

you sit there, your hands shaking, as your broken sobs have no where to go.

normally, you’d go to matt for something like this, call him and he’d tell you to breath as he got in the car, already heading to buy your favorite snacks.

but this time, you couldn’t do that, mainly because you were crying over matt this time, the look on his face of no remorse just shadows of your guy’s relationship playing in the back of his head that you could very clearly see he was thinking of as he said, the words.

the words that broke your heart.

“i think it’s for the better.”

everybody goes through heartbreak? right? you would think it would get easier the more you did it, the more people did it, but no, it just got harder.

you couldn’t stop, your sweet memories playing over in your head, so sweet they hurt.

the first day you surrounded yourself with stuff that reminded you of him, his sweater you hadn’t returned, drinking out of the snoopy mug he always loved, but after a 24 hours filled with sobs, it hurt too much to have any trace of him behind, he wasn’t there anymore, and you just had to accept that.

the thought of calling him had been questioned in your mind through the last 4 days, but you never did it, you couldn’t be the crazy ex that never got over the other, he couldn’t see you so disheveled and heart broken, you couldn’t hear his voice.

remember, he was gone, you had to accept that.

but all of those thoughts seem to vanish the second you picked up your phone, all of your reasoning and logical explanations to not call him went away, as you clicked his contact at the top of your phone.

“Hello?”

the voice rang through your mind, you swear a week ago that same voice was telling you he loved you, but now all that was left was a confused hello from a stranger.

all you did was choke another sob out, and hang up.

that didn’t solve anything, it only put you back a day in getting over the break up, to hear his sweet, sweet voice, but it was over the phone, seemingly to be loud in your ear, even if he spoke softly, but it was wasn’t in your ear in person , and it definitely wasn’t a sweet nothing.

the same question had been baring in your mind for the last 4 days as you attempted to sob off the pain, where do i go? and after that 3 second phone call, you realized matt really wasn’t a choice anymore.

authors note: this is my first fic, hope you enjoy:) also i really want to build a community on here, love you if your reading this

[lomlmatt]

CLUE ONE

“cause your just a man, it’s just what you do, your head in your hands as you color me in blue.”

hi! all are welcome!

matt sturniolo. the moon. sabrina carpenter. kurt cobain. twilight. radiohead. yearning. record players. phoebe bridgers. hot dads. silver jewelry. fiona apple. malcom todd. yapping. thought daughter. sleeping. gilmore girls. teenage dirtbags owls. olivia rodrigo. headphones.