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‘ello there cuties! wassup?! i’m vi and i brought in my babes juliette ! okay so i gotta run off to watch hockey with my bro like i promised but i’m p sure i can sneak in a small intro post right? * not without 2940 mistakes but ok* anyways, i hope y’all don’t hate me nor my babes too much!??! <33

{ hailey baldwin, twenty, she/her } there goes juliette price, making their way to their home in main street iris hollow. every time i hear blow your mind (mwah) by dua lipa, i think of the cis-female. known for being impulsive and passionate, they’re currently a university student. word on the street is that her boyfriend died last year and has a panic disorder.

so basic knowledge, jules has lived in iris hollow her WHOLE life. her granparents moved to the city from malta and now she’s the 2nd gen to be born in iris hollow.

her family has always been homey, ya know. cute fam, always together, had their little fights but nothing major. 

the price family consists of: mr & mrs price, her brother, her and her granpa. 

that was until jules turned sixteen, that’s when her parents got divorce. it was clearly not working out anymore. her mother was trying to win her life and actually got a promotion while her father was holding the woman back. 

jules and her brother got to spend the weekdays at mom’s and weekends at dad’s. ot was hard for her since he was always a little naive and believed the best in everyone. 

it was okay since she always had her granpa to confide in. he’d always tell stories about malta and his childhood and she’d tell him all her problems. 

although, the family always reunited for christmas and it was a little tense between the parents but nothing no one could handle for one night. 

when jules turned 18 her life completely fell a p a r t. good & bad. 

her brother who played hockey ever since he was a small chicken nugget got into the nhl and she was so happy since she was his fan #1!! okay like she knows everything about that sport!!

but also, her parents died due to a car accident on christmas. they were buying the turkey together since her mom burnt the other. the road was slippery and they were in a heated argument. BAM. they passed away. died on impact. 

she once felt the feeling of loneliness. and she hated it. she surrounded herself with people and illicit substances just to feel full once more. with her brother being gone and her granpa being in a nursing home. the little strong girl lost herself.

for six months she was a mess and tbh it was awful. she met uriah. he saved her. he filled the whole in her heart. he protected her from the loneliness inside. 

she was herself again. maybe not totally, but slowly she was the juliette everyone loved. uriah was IT. she was sure he was her forever and so did he. it was passionate and consuming love. 

but juliette can’t seem to keep people. because he had to leave her too. she had taken the plane to see her brother when uriah decided to go to a party. someone had drugged his cup. spiked his drink. and he ended up drinking too much. edibles, alcohol, shrooms, you name it. the next morning he was proclaimed dead. 

they had told juliette that he took his own life. she couldn’t believe it. she came back home and mourned. she never completely got over his death. he wasn’t supposed to leave her. she was alone once again.

her granpa made her visit the psychologist and she said that jules had panic disorders. it means that panic attacks could come up anywhere, anytime.

nowadays, juliette is lost. she tries to put up a strong confident front, but behind her apartments walls she’s broken and has no fucking idea how to mend herself. 

she is skeptical and distrusting. she used to be loving and generous. she just wishes she can be what she was once. 

along with that emotional baggage, she doesn’t like to get attached. not because she’s hedonistic or she’s wild. juliette is truly scared. but when someone asks she says she has no time. 

‘’fake it ‘till you make it.’’ is her motto. 

her confidence, flirtation and manipulation his 1000% fake and all she wishes is to do stuff her own, her own way. 

she vowed not to depend on a man to fix herself. 

tadaaah! what a mess!! anyways gotta go but i’d love to have hella angsty plots with absolutely everyone!!

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Tessa Gray, The Infernal Devices

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I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break.

Marya Hornbacher, Wasted (via wordsnquotes)

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…All that remains is dreammaking and strange remembrance.” 

call me by your name (andré aciman, 2007)

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let the tag drop, drop, drop !

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