i can't get out of my own way

❝ i’m startin' to hate me, a little more and more, each day... ❞ "Bishop" Villegas. 18. It's... complicated.

[bishopvillegas]

elijaahchambers:

I don’t think you’re insane. I think you need to see he doctors. Please. At the very least, for your kids.

I’m not my mother, Eli. 

[bishopvillegas]

elijaahchambers:

I’m not freaking out, I’m concerned. And I don’t care who you’re turning into. What matters is that you’re…

Can you focus, please?

You think I’m insane. Yeah, I got it.

[bishopvillegas]

elijaahchambers:

(for a moment, eli stares in wide-eyed disbelief. then, he takes a step back, remembering what’s going on. his back hits the wall, and he presses against it. ) See, this is what I’m talking about! You’re married, Bishop.

And my sex life is doing fine without your help, thanks.

( after a moment, bishop rolls his eyes, stepping away. he pulls out his butterfly knife, little space between the two. it’s a threat and it’s not. ) I’m joking. What are you freaking out about? What? My brother told you I’m turning into my mother?

Finally fucking Chandler’s neighbor? Do I need to give him the talk?

[bishopvillegas]

elijaahchambers:

You’re my friend, B, I’m not staying out of this. Look, you need help. Even if you don’t think you do.

And leave my sex life out of this.

You need to get laid. ( he moves closer, smiling suggestively at the younger boy. ) And if you’re not having any luck...

[bishopvillegas]

Why don’t you stay the fuck out of my life, and get a boyfriend or something.When was the last time you got laid?

[reneevolk-blog]

But yours seems like such an easy ass to kick.

[bishopvillegas]

My mom thinks I’m tough, so fuck you.

[reneevolk-blog]

———– Do not underestimate my ability to kick your ass.

[bishopvillegas]

I’m not underestimating! I’m kindly asking you not to do that.

[bishopvillegas]

texts // aur

Aurelia: I'm sorry.

Bishop: I am, too.

Aurelia: You haven't done anything wrong, Bishop. This was all me.

Bishop: I know why it happened, Aur. And I'm sorry I couldn't help you.

[bishopvillegas]

texts // aur

Aurelia: I'm sorry.

Bishop: I am, too.

[storeyreese-blog]

I hate everything about you.

[bishopvillegas]

Aw, don’t be like that.

You gave it your best, champ!

[storeyreese-blog]

I’m never wrong, Villegas.

You know what, you’re right. You aren’t five, you’re eighty. Five-year-olds are much cuter.

[bishopvillegas]

Lol okay.

That’s cool, too. I might’ve done something right in life if I’ve made it to eighty.

[storeyreese-blog]

Incorrect, I’m incredibly sassy, it’s yet another positive trait of mine.

Oh, please, you’re hardly an elder. If anything, you’re like, five. And that’s on a good day.

[bishopvillegas]

Says you.

Five year olds don’t get gray hair, so I’m fine with that.

[storeyreese-blog]

It may be a strong word, but it is also a very accurate word to describe you with.

Everything offends you. 

[bishopvillegas]

You’re extremely rude, I hope you know that.

Whatever happened to respecting your elders?

[storeyreese-blog]

———– Oh, that is so not what happened. You’re delusional. 

[bishopvillegas]

Delusional is a strong word, Reese.

I’m offended.

[freyaxvillegas-blog]

You’re horrible and I want a new brother.

[bishopvillegas]

You already have four brothers. But a new one?

Good luck with that.

[freyaxvillegas-blog]

Ever heard of respecting your elders, Bishop?

[bishopvillegas]

Yeah. But you’re, like, three years older than me.

Where’s the fun in that?

[freyaxvillegas-blog]

I am an amazing big sister.

[bishopvillegas]

Yeah, of course.

What, did Rocky tell you that?