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vbee-miya · 4 years

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𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚄𝚙 𝙵𝚘𝚛

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𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚙 - 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝙰𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗

I’m just saying she’d kinda like your spitefulness, it’ll be pretty badass for her.

You’re literally the only other Asian in the crew...🧍🏻‍♀️ so I guess y’all would bond over that especially since y’all are half as well. So that’s another thing.

Trauma gang? I think yes. She’s calm and collected so if you’re like gonna mentally break you betcha she’d be there running to you holding you in her arms and if you’re still crying or sniffling and shit she'd wrapped her scarf around you looking deep into your eyes.

She’d give you a warm gentle smile that makes you feel like she just fixed the world’s problems. She’d give you a little head kith kith and hold you closer to her.

She wouldn’t mind that you’re quiet, but she’d kinda play the part as a mom and make sure you’re her biggest priority.

Please bruh, your life is so worth so much to her and she’d do anything in her power to protect you away from the titans, the toxicity of the gov, or weird m*n.

But even so you’re a mf queen scary persay. 🧍‍♀️ and with that being said you just throw something like a slipper or shit and off with their heads.

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Downfall of this relationship? Everything jk that’s hella cap. I am suddenly blind.

𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚙 - 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚉𝚘𝚎

Ayo all I’m saying is that. Yes.

Also you’re a mf any compared to this queen. Because yes.

Your spitefulness might come off as annoying to her like girl why you being so spiteful for? Chile anyways so-

Dating Hange would include constant late night talks about anything really. They’re usually hella deep philosophical conversations.

Please bruh SHE GIVES THE BEST CUDDLES AND THATS FINALlkdhfiajheerfkhnrgl.

You’re like lying in her arms as she talks about her titan experiments or just what you’d think about the outside world cuz when Armin (my bby sunshine) mentioned about the world outside the walls she was like … wait- deadass?

You’re quiet, so when you’re just there chilling sitting on her desk as she’s trying to think would be life to her.

You're her little ball of sunshine. I pretend I do not know ur sarcastically mean.

Bruh you’re filipino? Oh SaMe 🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️

Anyways you’re ruthless so when you’re pissed off or if someone pisses you off *cough cough* Reiner. You betcha she'd cheer you on as you try to beat the living hell out of Reiner.

Tell me why she’d love your sense of humor? Because I can see her understanding and relating to your humor like bruh same. Or like HAHHAH I do that.

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Downfall of this relationship is probably that...she I- man. 🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️I-. I do not see the problem… I am blind.

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚙 - 𝚁𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚗

He’s a m*n.

Not all m*n is bad.

But he’s 🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️

He’d fight you. Like I feel like your existence would just bother him. He wouldn’t know why, but he doesn’t like you. Sorry y’all just don’t vibe, your spitefulness would irritate him.

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Brightside? Hahahaha funny. Nice on Katara.

Again another really fun request. Hope you enjoyed your results @rosesapphic . Sorry if I might’ve left any blanks. Or if the characters weren’t who you’d hope to get m(_ _)m

LMMAOO RIP the pictures

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For those who are still waiting please be patient. I've had a pretty busy schedule and workload. DM me if your request has been pending for about a month now.

Pictures edited by: @dublemiyachiaseed

My requests are open

Mondays - Fridays

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bluesey-182 · 5 years

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We Have To Stop Meeting Like This: Chapter 7

Chapters one, two, three, four, five, and six. fic on ao3

Notes: once again i would like to mention that when i write about seizures i’m taking from my own experience which may be different from others. i also want to mention that, though i’ve been having seizures for years now, i have never been in the hospital for them, so if i got things wrong then i’m sorry. hopefully you enjoy the update :)

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Early morning sunlight was streaming through the window as the soft hush of morning slowly pulled Jude from sleep. Her legs--exposed beneath Cardan's t-shirt--were tangled up in the blankets, her face smushed against her pillow that also smelled of Cardan, and overall her thoughts were taken over by Cardan, Cardan, Cardan. With eyes still closed, she rolled over in her bed and reached for him, his warmth, the comfort of his arms--only to find empty sheets.

Sitting up in a panic her open eyes confirmed what her empty hands had found: he was gone. A quick lap through the apartment turned up empty of black haired, black eyed boys, and the truth settled in like a stone in her stomach. He had left. Last night meant nothing if he left. Last night was just a one-night stand if he left. Last night was nothing.

Jude would not cry. She wouldn't. This was stupid. Hadn't she been trying to convince herself last night that it was just sex? Nothing more? So why now, when Cardan was proving it, did it hurt so bad?

Back in her room, Jude collapsed onto her bed. She was sore--physically after last night and now emotionally as well. She didn't know what to do with herself as she tucked her knees up under her chin and stared at her wall. When her phone buzzed against the nightstand she reached for it absentmindedly. The text read: i had a test this morning and didn't want to wake you. see you later though????

Oh. Oh.

So he hadn't just left. Last night wasn't nothing then. Right?

Jude texted back: how did you go to school if i'm wearing your shirt

Cardan replied instantly. His test must be over already. i went in the nude ;). lol jk i just wore my hoodie, he said.

Jude found herself smiling like an idiot. when are you finished with school for the day?

Cardan: getting in my car now. Why?

Jude: come back over?

Her phone was silent for several minutes. Anxiety built in Jude's chest until she couldn't sit still anymore. She wandered around the apartment and went through the motions of her morning routine but still her phone didn't ring. She made herself some toast that she burned in her daze but still her phone didn't ring. She choked on a piece of her over cooked toast and still her phone didn't ring.

When a knock came at the door she figured it was Taryn coming home from last night. She was too tired and too happy to deal with the fight that was sure to come but reluctantly opened the door. Instead of Taryn, though, someone much taller stood in the doorway. Her gaze followed the body up, up, up, until it settled on the gorgeous face of a gorgeous boy with gorgeous eyes looking at her like they could devour her.

"Hi," she said lamely.

"Hi," Cardan teased back.

"I was waiting for you to text me."

"And I was driving to see a beautiful girl."

"Oh, well let me know when you get there."

"Behave."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll have to take my shirt back, which would be a shame considering you look better in it than I do."

“I suppose you want it back,” she said, looking down at the fabric consuming her.

“I was just about to tell you to keep it.” His eyes were burning when she looked into them. Had it not been for how gently he held her last night, the intensity of that look would make her stomach stir. As it was, she found herself wanting to curl back up in his arms again.

For the first time since she answered the door she became aware of the chill from outside. A thin dusting of snow covered the ground and, if the sky was any indicator, it looked like it would snow again before the day was over. Exposed as she was, she shivered.

Cardan, looking concerned, ran his palms along her arms in an attempt to bring some warmth back into her. “Here, let’s go inside,” he said, ushering her through the door and sliding it closed behind him. "You're not even wearing socks?! Girl, what's wrong with you?" But before Jude could answer Cardan had her swept up in his arms like she weighed nothing and he was carrying her to the couch where he set her down and pulled a blanket around her. Flopping down, he joined her, nearly laying on top of her, and curled around her so their bodies were pressed together. Jude was instantly warm in more ways than one.

"How did you sleep?" Cardan asked softly.

"Good. Really good. How about you?"

"Honestly?" He asked. "It took me awhile to fall asleep. You looked so beautiful and I couldn't stop looking at you."

"You were watching me sleep? You creep!" Jude teased as a smile and a blush consumed her face.

"Well, you were bound to find out eventually. Maybe someday you'll let me watch you shower too."

Yup, Jude was definitely warm.

"Only if you join me," she purred with a sultry tone.

"Damn. Now it's getting interesting." His voice shook ever so slightly in his response. She wanted him back where she had him last night. She wanted his bare skin against hers and his breath in her mouth and his hands all over and oh god she was in trouble. With her thoughts still spiraling into a very unwholesome place, Cardan kissed her once on the tip of her nose as his hand came up to tangle in her hair. He began tracing circles on her belly with the tips of his fingers that both tickled and excited Jude. She found herself curling her toes under the blanket he had thrown over her. "How are you feeling?" Cardan asked, concerned. Jude, on the other hand, was confused by this sudden turn in conversation.

"Fine?" She said, voice dragging the word up at the end without meaning to.

"I didn't… Did I…?" Cardan didn't seem to know how to ask whatever question he was wanting to. Jude only grew more confused. "Did I hurt you at all last night?"

What? Oh. Oh!

"You were a perfect gentleman," Jude giggled. Actually giggled. She didn’t giggle. What was wrong with her? At Jude's answer, though, Cardan visibly relaxed. "Which was surprising," she continued, "because I had you figured to be a freak in the sheets."

Cardan laughed, loud and surprised and unrestrained. “I can be, if you’d like.” His wicked smile turned her on more than she’d ever want to admit. Had it not been for the slight soreness between her legs lingering from last night, she’d tell him to prove it.

Another time, then.

“Your sister caught me leaving your room last night in my boxers.”

“Wait, Taryn’s home?!”

“Well I don’t know if she is now but she was last night when I went to use the bathroom.”

“Oh God.” Jude put her face into her hands and felt Cardan chuckle beside her.

“Still had a bit of a boner, too,” Cardan laughed.

“I hate you,” Jude said from the confines of her hands.

“No you don’t. I’m delightful.”

Jude rolled her eyes.

“Given what Taryn was saying at dinner last night she probably thinks we came here to hate-fuck your anger away.” Cardan continued to laugh. Jude wanted to punch him in the face.

“Stop talking, Cardan. Before I break your pretty little nose.”

“You think my nose is pretty?”

“Cardan!”

“Okay, okay, I surrender.” But he was still laughing. His laugh truly was a magical thing--like music or poetry or some kind of healing magic that puts one at ease. Jude thought that if she could swallow the sound like it was a pill then she’d forever be okay. His laugh, she thought, could probably save her.

Fuck the soreness from last night. Jude rolled over on top of Cardan to straddle him and his eyes instantly went dark as his hands gripped onto her hips. She leaned down and kissed him, deep and desperate and like a confession. Their lips slid together, kiss melting into kiss melting into a bite on the lower lip, and then he was carrying her back to her bedroom with her legs still wrapped around him. Jude could feel him against her thigh before he unceremoniously dropped her onto her back on her bed. He went back to kick the door closed before joining her on the bed. This time when she put him on his back, he stayed there.

By the time Cardan went home that night, Jude was exhausted and even more sore than she had been before. He kissed her goodbye on her forehead, made some teasing comment about the way she was walking funny, and then slipped out the door. A text from him alerted her when he got home and they texted back and forth until Jude finally drifted off to sleep--wishing he was next to her.

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The next several days went by in a blur. School continued to kill Jude with its workload, the weather continued to be shitty and full of snow storms, Jude and Taryn largely ignored each other. Jude hardly slept, and when she did, she had nightmares that woke her in a cold sweat. Nightmares that, upon waking, she immediately forgot.

On Friday she woke to the heat down too low and the weather outside too cold. Padding across the hardwood floors with her socked feet, she went into the family room and adjusted the heat. Breathing some warmth into her cupped hands, she went into the kitchen to find something for breakfast. She popped a few frozen waffles into the toaster (the breakfast of champions for that morning) and pulled her phone out of the pocket of her sweatshirt while she was waiting for the waffles to pop back up.There were two from Taryn that she promptly ignored, one from Vivi--a picture of her and Heather at a comic book store event the night before--and one from Cardan. Smiling to herself, she opened the message from him.

Everything went black.

Jude came to with her face pressed against the hardwood floor of the kitchen and a thick sticky substance coating her hair. She could hardly register where she was, hardly process the fact of the red of her blood on her hand after touching it to her head, could hardly get her vision to stop swimming. What happened?

Her tongue felt coated in slime, her nose was filled with a metallic scent. Where was she? Her phone lay near her and she reached for it. There was a number she was supposed to call but she couldn’t call it to mind. There was a conversation open on her text messages but she couldn’t make sense of the words. She clicked the phone icon in the corner and was met with a dial tone. Almost immediately a voice answered. Warm. Male. Familiar.

“Jude?” The voice said.

She could hardly speak, words were evading her. Finally she croaked out a single, desperate word. “Help.”

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There was a banging on the door, someone shouting her name. She could process she was on her kitchen floor but couldn’t get herself up. Her head hurt, her body ached. She was on her back now, staring at the ceiling. The banging on the door continued for another minute before the sound changed--someone was trying to break the door down. What was going on? Something was wrong, wrong, wrong. Jude began to sob just as the door finally gave way and a boy with black eyes rushed to her side. His hands were on her bloody hair, he was saying her name, she was crying. He was crying.

He pulled his phone from his back pocket and put it to his ear. He was speaking but the words didn’t make sense other than their desperate tone.

Minutes later, sirens were blaring outside.

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“Can you tell me your name?” A woman was asking as she shone a light into Jude’s eyes.

“Jude,” she whispered. She wanted to sleep. She wanted to go home. But wait, wasn’t she already home? What happened what happened what happened?

“Do you know where you are?” The paramedic furthered inquired.

Jude tried to look around her but her neck hurt, her head hurt, everything hurt. “Home.”

“Do you know who this boy is?” The paramedic asked, jerking a finger towards the boy that had found her on the floor. The boy she had called. He looked wild and afraid and like he would run to her side if it weren’t for the man restraining him by the doorway.

Cardan.

“What was that?” The woman asked. Jude must have mumbled. She repeated his name, clearer. Saw tears on his face as the paramedic continued to hold him back. She touched her hand to her head and was surprised when it came away sticky and red. Was she bleeding?

“We’re going to take you to the hospital, okay?” The woman said.

Jude made to respond when her throat closed, eyes rolled back, and she was dragged under again.

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Machines were beeping. The bedsheets of the hospital bed crinkled when Jude shifted. She could feel the scratch of gauze around her head as she shifted her head on the thin pillow. Beside the bed, a nurse watched her over the clipboard she had been writing in.

“Oh, you’re awake,” said the nurse. “Do you know where you are, sweetheart?”

“Hospital,” Jude croaked, not sure how she got there. She vaguely remembered being loaded into an ambulance after waking up on the floor. Vaguely remembered Cardan’s hands on her face, in her hair. One of the machines beeped faster as her heartbeat kicked up in a panic.

“Do you know what happened?” The nurse asked softly. The tag around her neck said her name was Ashlynn. More than anything, Jude wanted to say that yes, she did know what happened. She remembered every bit of it. But she didn’t--she couldn’t. So instead she answered truthfully.

“No,” she responded, tears welling in her eyes.

“You had a seizure,” the nurse told her gently, as if speaking to a spooked animal. “And hit your head. It’s a lucky thing your boyfriend found you.” Boyfriend? “You had another seizure after the paramedics showed up and they rushed you here. Your boyfriend is in the waiting room still. You can see him after the doctor checks you out.”

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By the time the doctor left the room, Jude was fully aware again. There was a fog over her memory of the last few hours but she was present and with herself again in a way that was a relief to feel again. By now she had put together that boyfriend meant Cardan and when they asked her again if she would like to see him, she almost said no. No, she didn’t want to see him. Didn’t want him to see her like this. But a strange flash of his panicked face came into her mind with the memory of him holding her, and instead she found herself agreeing to see him.

She raised her eyebrows at him as he entered the room and closed the door behind him. "Boyfriend, huh?"

He immediately looked defensive and mischievous at the same time, sitting in a chair beside her bed. "It felt weird to just call you my friend after I've been inside you and I didn't want to explain to the 9-1-1 operator that you're a girl I hit with my car and then slept with and you may or may not actually hate me, so I panicked and said I was your boyfriend."

Jude chuckled and shifted again in the bed in an attempt to get comfortable. More than anything, she wanted out of this damn hospital gown. Cardan’s eyes were haunted when she looked back to him. He took her hand in a way that suggested he didn’t know he was doing it, looked at the wall above her head, moved his eyes back to meet hers. He was clearly shaken. Badly.

“You scared the shit out of me,” he confessed barely above a whisper.

“I’m sorry,” she returned in the same voice.

“No,” he said too loudly. He lowered his voice with an apologetic look in response to her wince. “No. Don’t be sorry. You have nothing to be sorry about, okay?”

Jude nodded. This seemed to placate Cardan enough for his shoulders to relax. “Did they tell you if you have a concussion?” He asked, diverting the subject a bit as he touched his fingers lightly to the bandages on her head

“Mild one, yeah.”

“You hit your head on the counter.”

“I heard.”

“There was blood.”

Jude looked down at her hands and saw small crescents of dried blood under a few of her fingernails. “Oh,” she supplied lamely. Cardan’s eyes followed her line of sight to her fingernails and he took her hands in his again to cover up the evidence.

“Can I ask you something?”

“You just did,” Jude said in an attempt at humor. The joke clearly fell short in the tense room.

“Why didn’t you call 9-1-1? Why did you call me?” Cardan finally asked after a long beat of silence.

“I don’t remember calling,” Jude admitted. “I don’t really remember anything.” At this, Cardan gave a tight-lipped nod to her answer. His thumbs were rubbing pleasant circles along her palms.

“When can I go home?” She asked. Cardan met her eyes with his beautiful black ones and Jude found herself wanting to crawl out of bed to be in his arms.

“I’ll ask,” he said sadly.

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Walking in to her apartment took more bravery than she expected. Inside she was greeted by the pool of blood on the kitchen floor, the smear of blood on the counter, the bloodied prints on the floor from the hands that had touched her. She wanted to throw up. After closing the door, Cardan moved to block her view of the kitchen. Said her name once, twice, three times, before gently taking hold of her arms.

“Hey, look at me. Breathe. Breathe, Jude. It’s okay.”

She was hyperventilating. Shaking. Nothing felt okay. She closed her eyes and let herself fall forward into Cardan’s arms where he held her--fingers digging into her back--as he continued to utter soothing words to her. She felt him kiss the top of her head, knot his hand in the back of her hair, tuck her head beneath his chin. She was safe, he kept saying. She was safe. She was safe. She was safe. The more he said it the more she believed him until finally the panic attack ebbed away, leaving only soul deep exhaustion in its wake. As if sensing Jude running on complete empty now, Cardan scooped her up into his arms and carried her to her bedroom. Gently, so gently, he laid her down on her mattress and pulled the blankets up over her. He sat there for a moment, running his fingers through her hair, before he made to stand. Without thinking about it, Jude’s hand shot out to grip his wrist and he froze in place.

“Stay,” she begged. “Please stay with me tonight.”

Cardan kissed her forehead, tucked her hair behind her ear. “Your wish is my command, darling,” he whispered.

He curled up behind her and held her like she might drift away as she drifted off to sleep.

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purplesurveys · 7 years

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Took a survey back in 2013, re-answering it, then going to compare my answers between those four years. Let’s go.

Is there an ex you think about everyday? No. Now: Technically I kinda do. I had an ex, but we’ve since gotten back together and I think of her all the time now. Look at 15 year old me saying no, aww.

Who is the last person that you said I love you to, besides family members? Punk. Hahahaha. Now: Gabie, saying goodnight last night.

Are you mad at anyone right now? In a way. Now: Nope. It’s 5:29 AM, it’s too early to be mad about something right now.

Is there one thing all of your ex’s had in common? …Hey, you know what’s amazing?!! I don’t have exes, so stop with these questions!!! Now: HAAAAAH getting snappy there, self, aren’t we? Then again my answer is still none, so.

What’s a compliment you receive often? A lot of people say that I’m a good writer and I would be an excellent journalist one day. And I appreciate every compliment like that. It’s what I aim for in the first place. Now: ^ I still get that on a regular basis, but nowadays I don’t even want to become a journalist anymore. Tastes change.

Have you ever had a friend that got a bf/gf,and then completely ignored you? She didn’t get a boyfriend, just a new set of friends; and yeah, she did start kind of ignoring me, which really sucks considering that I’ve been friends with her for almost a decade now, then all of a sudden we pass by each other in corridors without even saying hi to each other. Now: Yeah I remember that brief period between me and Angela. That really sucked, and was the reason why I was mostly alone in freshman year. But to answer this question, no it still hasn’t happened. Angela’s gotten a boyfriend through the months, but Hans and I are very close; he runs to me when he needs advice concerning Angela.

What summer was the best of your entire lifetime? I don’t really know, all my summers suck since I’m always stuck at home. Now: I’ve never been able to have a good summer - all of them have a dark period attached to them, where my depression worsens and I stay locked in my room.

Would you ever go back to any of your past relationships? - Now: I already have. It was a huge risk, but one I enjoy today.

Who was the last person to comfort you when you were upset or crying? Sari and Sophia. Now: ^ HAHAHA this survey was answered during intramurals season I bet. I would never even associate with Sophia, but we were teammates in table tennis and she probably comforted me when I lost one of my games. Shudders thinking about it. Anyway the last person was Gab.

What would you name a baby girl if you had one? I’m too young to think of that! However I really admire the name Lorraine, and as an homage to AJ Lee, I also got my eyes on the name Jeanette. Now: Still too young to think of that, but my picks have changed. Nowadays I’m looking at the names Olivia and Arden, buuut Jeanette is still promising.

Do you want to get married? Meh. Now: Welp, I do now.

What does your last recieved text say? - Now: i’m charging my phone on the other side of the room, so I don’t know. The last I remember getting said, “I love you.”

If you could be anywhere right now, where would it be? Singapore. Now: Ugh, same. Singapore is always a good idea. But I just want to stay where I am for the time being...my family’s preparing to leave for Vigan at 6 in the freaking morning and they are being so hectic right now. I just want to stay here first and chill for a sec, but since it’s a 10-hour road trip they wanna go as early as possible to avoid the traffic greeting us when we get back to Manila.

Do you prefer to text or talk on the phone? I like texting, but this is kind of a problem since I don’t own a phone haha. Now: Texting is easier. Plus it’s never my choice to talk to anyone on the phone unless it’s with Gab.

Whats the worst thing you have ever said to anyone? …Hm. I’m not sure. I’m usually not myself when I’m mad/hurt, so I might’ve said some pretty mean stuff without realizing it. Now: I don’t know. I think mean things all the time, but I never immortalize them into words.

What was your favorite walt disney movie as a child? Dumbo. Even though I run out of tissues every time. Now: ^ I didn’t even...watch that movie... as a kid? What made my 15 year old ass answer that lol. My favorite was and is actually Toy Story.

What will your last words be when you die? It’s too early to ask this, don’t you think? Now: Welp I just want to be able to say I love you to the people who have deserved it, no more profound messages or important revelation before I go.

What was the worst day of your life? I don’t know. There’s been a lot of bad days. Now: There have been many days. I don’t want to go back to them since I’m not particularly suicidal right now.

Do you know anyone that’s gotten an abortion before? No. Now: Not that I know of.

Do you think you could forgive someone for cheating on you? No. If he’s already showed his lack of loyalty, rest assured he’s going to do it again in the future. Now: Look at me being straight before, with that ‘he.’ I’ve always said I would always hold it against them, but with Gabie coming around I’ve slowly learned to forgive. So ultimately I don’t really know, and I won’t know how I would react until it has happened to me.

Who is the last person you argued with? Some kid from school named Lyka. Now: My mom.

Have you ever been arrested? I have never been in trouble with the law. Now: ^ Pretty much.

Who was the last person your gave your number to? - Now: A group mate in geography class who needed to ask for it.

Why do you hate your ex? - Now: Yep, same answer.

Do you still talk to the first person you kissed? - Now: Yeah, she’s still the last person I kissed.

Do you have a picture of you kissing someone? - Now: It’s from a photobooth, but yes. We’ve never had other people take kissing pictures of us because why the heck?

Are you hard to please? Kind of…? Now: I dunno what I was on back then but I’m very easy to please nowadays. I guess it’s because I’ve been more depressed since and am desperate to look for ways to be happy.

Have you ever gotten back with an ex? No. Now: Sure have. 15 year old me would be shook at all these crazy answers.

Who was the last person to comment one of your pictures? I don’t post pictures much–oh, wait, I think it was Shoks. Now: LOL Shoks, god this survey is disgustingly old. I haven’t been on social media for the past three weeks, so I’ve gotten no comments on anything at all.

What does the 3rd text message in your inbox say? No phone. Now: The third to the last one I got was Gabie complaining how her mom snores so loud lol. Like she didn’t get that from her.

Why did your last relationship end? - Now: She was being complicated. She didn’t have her priorities lined up properly and I ended up being thrown out of the picture completely.

Have you learned from your past mistakes? Yes. Now: For the most part, yes. Sometimes my mental condition makes me repeat where I go wrong, though; such as in uncalled for behavior and comments.

Who’s the last guy you hugged? One of my cousins, I think. But that was a super long time ago. Now: Probably Hans. He’s the only guy I’ve hung out with for the past few weeks or so.

Who’s the last girl you hugged? I would say the entire high school, but I didn’t participate in the group hug last Wednesday haha. Hmm. I think it was Gabie. Now: LOL still Gabie.

Do you tend to go for older or younger when looking for someone to date? I’m more into older guys. Just ask my sister HAHAHA she knows the age gaps between myself and the people I have crushes on! Now: Ugh stop talking so much about men, self; you had no idea what was coming for you :(( Realistically though my preference has always been people my age. I tend to feel uncomfortable when I’m around older and younger people.

Do you remember the first time you kissed the last person you kissed? No because it’s never happened??? Now: Yes. I was shaking and shivering and nervous on my bed.

Would you ever use anyone for money? Of course not. Now: No. Who asks this in a survey lol?

Have you ever been used? I probably have, but I don’t know what for.. Probably because I’m too nice.. Whatever. <- LOL this is so me. Now: ^ Still holds true. I mean it’s probably happened already, but like they said I probably never even noticed it.

When do you want to get married? I’ll know it when I’m ready. Now: ^ That pretty much wraps it up.

Who was the last person to make you cry? Ate Megan because I love her so much huhuhuhuhuhuhu Now: My mom, because she was being mean to me again.

Have you ever not been able to get someone out of your head? AJPUNK Now: I miss AJPunk. Nowadays, no one, really; other than my girlfriend who is an obvious choice there hasn’t been anybody else.

Do you hate the person you fell hardest for? CM Punk? Jk, heheh. Now: Nope.

Do you have more guy or girl friends? Girl. I only have two guy friends. Now: Definitely more girl friends.

Have you ever cheated on anyone? I haven’t, and I never will. Cheating is such a dick move and I’ll never forgive myself if I do cheat. Now: ^ And that was such a dick thing to say by a 15 year old. No I haven’t, and for the most part it is not okay, unless there’s like a very specific situation that makes it the least bit acceptable.

Have you ever cried over an ex? - Now: Yes.

Do you believe that the last person that you kissed cares for you? - Now: Of course.

Do you have any kids or want any in the future? I want one kid. Now: Stillllll want one kid.

Do you think your pretty? My pretty what? Now: High school me was a fucking smartass.

What did you dress up as last Halloween? I dressed up as GM!AJ. Now: I wasn’t able to celebrate Halloween last year since I was quite caught up with the workload of the first semester. Plus if I remember correctly, I also had a bout of depression at that time. Nothing seemed exciting to me then.

What hair color do you prefer on the opposite sex? Brown, or black. Now: I don’t have a preference for the opposite sex.

What about eye color? Hazel. Now: LOL I only said hazel because Punk’s eyes are that shade. What is wrong with me?!?!?!?!???!

Is there anyone in your life who you won’t ever want to lose? My best friend. Now: My best friends.

Are you evil? Maybe? Now: ^ Thanks for scaring people off with that one. No I’m not.

Do you judge people when you first meet them? A lot of people are guilty of this, I’m pretty sure. Now: I do, but I shrug it off the second I start thinking of judgments.

Have you ever got caught cheating on a test? No. Now: Nope. I only ever did it one time, and I still hate myself for doing so.

How old do people tell you that you look? 15-16. Now: They never really tell me anything to my face, but I know I look considerably younger than what I’m supposed to be.

Relationship between you and the last person you texted? - Now: In a relationship.

Will your next kiss be a mistake? - Now: No.

Have you ever worn an oxygen mask? Nope. Now: Nope. I mean I hope I’m never in a situation where I have to, because that means it’s bad.

What would make your life perfect? World peace. Also, just to be a little selfish, when I meet AJ and Punk. Now: If sleep wasn’t so difficult to achieve.

What song do you want to be played at your funeral? Too soon to ask this. Now: The first song that came to mind was Landslide by Fleetwood Mac, but I dunno.

How many swear words are in the song you’re listening to? None. Paramore doesn’t really make use of swear words in their songs. Now: I’m not listening to music right now.

What color was the last swimsuit you wore? Black. Now: I don’t remember anymore, it’s been three weeks.

Who did you like this time last year? Punk hihihi jk Now: ^ P a t h e t i c lol. My girlfriend.

Have you ever kissed anyone of the same sex and if so who? Nope. Now: Since answering this survey four years ago, yes I have. I’ve mentioned her too many a time at this point.

What color do you dye your hair? I don’t dye it since my school doesn’t allow it. Once I graduate I’ll probably dye it green. Now: Yeah I still haven’t dyed my hair ever.

Did anything annoy you today? It’s only 7:13 AM. Let’s see. Now: A little. My phone’s battery acted up early this morning and despite being plugged in and charging, it remained 1% for like an hour. Bugged me to near death and I felt restless until I saw it finally increase. But for the rest of the day, no not really.

Has anyone ever said they loved you and not meant it? I don’t know. Maybe. Now: Probably in the past.

Do you still care about the person you first kissed? - Now: Yes.

Is trust an issue you have? It’s a problem, but it’s not very serious. Now: I don’t know what I was talking about there, because I’ve always been very trusting with people. It’s earning my trust back that is difficult.

Have any of your family members been to jail? No. Now: Not that I know of.

Are you wearing any rings right now? Nope. Now: No, I don’t wear any rings.

Who did you last tell to ‘shut up’? My sister, as a joke, of course. Now: Maybe Gab when she woke me up from my nap a while ago but idk.

Who took a picture with you last? Ate Megan, Maica, AJ and Ate Abby. Now: Aww those were the participants in the table tennis tournament I played in when I was either a freshie or a sophie, I don’t remember. The last people now was my family.

Would you ever get a tattoo of a boyfriend/girlfriends name? Maybe. Maybe not. I’m not sure yet. Now: I’d rather get something significant that’s like a shoutout to them. Like a film reel/X-Files/San Junipero tattoo because she likes those, but never her name.

Is there any drama in your life right now? Honestly? There is, kind of. Now: No. I wouldn’t call my illness drama.

Are you close to your mother? No. Now: No.

Are you one of those girls who already have baby names picked out? No. Now: No not picked out as in those are the very names I’ll stick with, order included; but I just have some favorites singled out already. Then again they may still change through time, so I’m never entirely sure about them.

Do you know someone who’s a stripper? Nope. Now: No I don’t.

Do you think guys with long hair are attractive? Only those who can pull it off. Now: I don’t really find guys attractive.

Who’s the last person you heard swear? Brendon Urie haha. Now: Ferris Bueller.

Are any of your siblings taller than you? My younger sister is a little taller than me. Now: YES THEY ARE BOTH TALLER THAN ME NOW WHY.

Who’s the last person that you smiled at? My…dog. Now: Possibly my dad.

Do you think anyone hates you? Oh, right now, especially with the drama going on? I definitely think so. Now: ^ Holy shit I remember that, and boy do I not want to remember that lmao. No, not nowadays.

Can you open up to others easily? Huh, I guess. Now: Yes. For the most part, it’s the kind of thing like as long as you ask me directly about me and my life, then I will answer you as openly as I can. I’ve never really had any serious reservations about that.

Is anyone angry with you at the moment? Pretty sure. Now: I’m sure there isn’t.

Do you believe in giving second chances? Depends on how big or serious the mistake was. Now: I don’t give out second chances unless the person happens to mean a great deal to me.

Who did you last talk to on AIM? LOLAIM. Now: ^ Same.

Have you ever scared someone so badly that they cried? Yes. Now: Yeah. I used to scare my brother when he was very young.

When was the last time you wore high heels? Last August. Now: This past Friday actually. I was playing around in my closet and found old stilettos that I used to regularly wear, so I tried them on just because. I reeeeally miss wearing high heels.

When was the last time you were extremely upset? Just last Monday. Now: Saturday.

Is there someone that you want to hurt right now? Not really. Now: No.

Have you graduated high school yet? No. I’m graduating in two years. Now: Yeah, I graduated March last year.

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