We are who we are

“some people are born with T O R N A D O E S in their lives, but [ constellations ] in their ( EYES ) . other people are born with stars at their feet, but their [ S O U L S ] are lost at S E A ."

[rpmusings-galore]

                                    i am destroying myself so other people can’t 

                                               &&  it’s the worst kind of control 

                                          ——— but it’s the only form i know 

[hughgrantinpaddington2]

Sometimes I wonder if there’s another version of this world where we’re friends.

[allicpressmxn]

@imbuedvices​

[aseaofquotes]

Blaise Pascal, Pensées

[anadearmas]

You ever see that movie The Poseidon Adventure? It’s about a cruise ship and it capsizes, and the captain, he comes into this big, upside-down ballroom, he tells everybody to stay where they are, that they’re gonna be rescued. And six of them, they decide to climb up, to the bottom of the ship. And some of them live, and no one else does. And ever since I watched it, I always wondered… what would I do? Would I stay put? Would I climb up? You know, like, who am I in this story? Am I the one who has to… you know, die so that everyone else lives? Am I the one who turns out weaker than expected? Am I the one who’s only doing the best when the going is good? I know I’m not the heroine. ‘Cause that’s my sister. So… who?

[simply-quotes-deactivated202002]

“We’re told that men are strong and brave, but I think women know how to endure, accept defeat, and bear physical and mental agony much better than men.”

— Lisa See, Shanghai Girls

[miin-tea]

                                                                          She’s imperfect…                                                                                  but she tries                                    She is good,                                                but she lies

             She is hard on herself                      She is B R O K E N and won’t A S K for help

                          She is messy…                 but she’s k i n d                                                 She is l  o  n  e  l  y….                       …. most of the time

                    She is all of this m ix e d up and baked in a BEAUTIFUL pie                                                She is gone, but…                                            she used to be m i n e

[ravenclairee]

You can’t be an asshole to my sister and then nice to me. It doesn’t work that way. Tell her I said that she can come, too. You say too many things you don’t mean.

[imbuedvices-deactivated20190720]

@allicpressmxn

[allicpressmxn]

imbuedvices‌:

          pressman,  get  us  the  hell  out  of  here!!     whatever  the  hell  this  place  was,  had  yet  to  be  figured  out.     he  noticed  some  people  acting  like  this  place  was  normal;  attending  school,  going  to  work.     but,  it  wasn’t.     this  wasn’t  his  home,  but  he  couldn’t  figure  out  how  to  get  out  of  this  shit  hole.     ‘  about  two  months  ago?  ’  he  sighed.     had  it  really  been  that  long?     he’d  only  been  in  new  ham  until  after  the  rager,  not  even  one  full  day,  but  he’d  been  here  for  two  months;  how  the  fuck  did  that  make  any  sense?     ‘  and,  before  you  ask,  i  haven’t  figured  shit  out,  ’  he  nearly  huffed.     albeit,  he  didn’t  exactly  spend  a  lot  of  time  looking  into  this  place  or  anything  —-  playing  detective  was  not  his  forté,  though  he  tried.     but,  he  didn’t  want  to  hear  it  from  allie.     ‘  when’d  you  get  here?  ’

she finally put her pen down, glancing to him with her full attention. fingers intertwined with the strings hanging from her hoodie. this place was strange; weird. but no weirder than back home–– they had all just lost their parents; Cassandra and now? here she was; filled with the same emptiness.  the same anger but it had boiled down to being alone once more. she was stunned that he had been here two months–– she’d been here for about a month now... and they hadn’t ran into each other?  surprised at his outburst. “I thought you were always the man in control,” she quipped, quirking a brow. in all sadness, she exhaled rather loudly. “about a month. I got here right after cass died,” she told him, her hues felt glassy at the thought. she hadn’t really given herself the chance to grieve the loss of her sister yet, there seemed to always be so much happening.

[allicpressmxn]

imbuedvices‌:

          bright  brown  hues  shined  hazel  for  a  brief  moment  as  his  gaze  landed  on  the  much  too  familiar  blonde.     allie  pressman,  he’d  know  her  anywhere.     despite  his  dislike  for  cassandra,  he  never  had  anything  against  allie;  they  just  seemed  like  a  package  deal,  so  harry  kept  his  distance.     ‘  pressman,  ’  he  called  out,  shuffling  in  his  seat  slightly  to  face  her  better.     it  didn’t  seem  like  she’d  noticed  it  was  him  yet.     either  that  or  she  just  didn’t  care.     ‘  allie  pressman?     i  knew  that  was  you,  ’  he  stated,  pushing  himself  off  of  the  stool  he  was  on,  before  making  a  few  steps  towards  her.     ‘  yeah,  that’s  putting  it  lightly.  ’

She chewed on the tip of her pen, tapping it against her pearly whites as she mulled over her thoughts, her azure hues settling on him in shock. she didn’t know what to do–– she was somewhat relieved but surprised that someone else she knew was here. allie sucked on the inside of her cheek, he didn’t like cass... she was aware. he wasn’t the only one. but at the moment, she felt a glimmer of happiness in her gut.  “Bingham,” she whispered, shifting in her seat for a moment. “I can’t believe that someone else is here,” she added quietly, tucking her curled lock behind her ear, hues lingering on his features–– harry was here. it wasn’t cassandra but it was someone and she couldn’t complain. “when did you get here?” she asked quietly. 

[allicpressmxn]

charredslate‌:

today it’s a spot at the counter, which has made him far more strategic about what papers he arranges on the counter. necessity is the mother of invention, or so they say, and thus he’s pared his usual spread of work down to something more manageable. five pauses halfway through an equation, finishing the graceful arc of a y and glancing over at her. he’s traveled more than she can probably conceive of. multiple axes, distance and time. “i used to find it more difficult,” he says idly. as if he doesn’t look like he’s in his early twenties. “i find that, over time, it gets easier. or you find things to ground yourself along the way.”

she chewed on the pen that sat in the corner of her mouth, letting her thought mull over her for a moment, she had completely tuned out any work she had intended of doing. Her azure hues flickered to his work, spanning over the countertop. Piles of sheets decorated with numbers and notions that even she probably couldn’t understand. Her has piqued her interest, a brow quirked. “Hmm,” she mused, not saying anything for a moment. “I think I need to learn that people and...things––all this... it’s all just temporary.”

[allicpressmxn]

perfectpoisons‌:

pride is taken aback, at first, by the stranger seemingly trying to speak to him. he’s only in the diner because it had seemed a good place to get to know more about the town he’s gotten stuck in. there’s no food on the counter in front of him, only a small glass of water. “i haven’t yet,” he replies. “but i’m certain i will soon.” there’s the slightest bit of a smile on his face. “where are you from?”

she chewed on the corner of her lip. Tapping the tip of her pen on the book that laid open in front of her. “It’s definitely something to get used to...being around new people and not knowing anyone. I’m from New Hampshire, what about you?” She paused for a moment. “I didn’t even introduce myself. Sorry, I’m Allie.”

[allicpressmxn]

shcpcrsistcd‌:

Morgan glanced up from her laptop at the question, shrugging her shoulders idly as she sat back, letting her hands fall from the paper she’d been working on for her summer school class. “everyone’s different,” she said, bringing her coffee to her lips and taking a sip before going on. “This isn’t the first time I’ve had to adapt to a new place and I’ve been here… going on four years now I believe. It got easier overtime I guess.” She tilted her head to the side as she examined the other girl for a moment. “I’m assuming you just got here recently?”

She sipped her iced coffee, letting the metal straw sit between her lips for a moment, listening to the girl talk. “it’s not mine either–– it’s all just a lot, y’know?” first her parents, then her sister, the drama that ensured and now... now she’s here. But without any friends or a familiar face, she sighed softly, sipping her drink once more. “You’ve been here for four years... wow,” allie whispered in surprise, this place must have begun to feel like home for her. “About a month ago but it’s just a whirlwind.”

[rossatron-geller]

me

[allicpressmxn]

Her fingers flipped through the pages of her book, sipping her tea slowly as she let the heat plume in her features. She was still wrapping her mind around being here, all this–– living in a new place with no one she knew. Again. Glancing up out the window for a moment, before shifting the gaze to the person at the sat at the counter, “do you ever get used to being in a new place?” she asked, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, as she glanced around to all the strange faces, that she hadn’t seen before. “I still find that place as insane as back home,” she added.

[zhoufeis]

☆ allie pressman aesthetic ☆

[allicpressmxn]

[ KATHRYN NEWTON + FEMALE ] • ALLIE PRESSMAN FROM THE SOCIETY HAS JUST BEEN ENROLLED. I BELIEVE THE EIGHTEEN-YEAR-OLD IS STAYING IN 11P AND STUDYING CRIMINAL JUSTICE. ALLIE EVEN GOT AN INTERVIEW TO BE A WAITRESS AT BOOKS OR BEANS. GOOD FOR THEM! ( MAC, GMT+11, SHE/HER )

how long has your character been here? 

Allie has been here for just shy of a month.

what timeline from the fandom is your character from? 

She’s from episode four, so she’s not long lost her sister and she remembers trying to deal with being in control and everyone’s emotions but still dealing with losing her sister.

what do they remember?

Like I said to the previous question, she remembers her sister being shot and the confusion of figuring out what to do after her sister passed and then she came here. Also with her parents disappearing and now all her friends.

[thesocietynetflix]

our mom Cassandra ❤️