not just another dead girl

[changedsongbirda-blog]

                                    if you don’t have hope, what’s the point of LIVING?                                        indie and selective beth greene from amc’s the walking dead                                    established october 2014 // remade november 2015 // written by janni

[changedsongbird-archive-blog]

                                            ❛  i am strong. ❜

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                                         ❝ if you don’t have hope, what’s the point of living? ❞

[changedsongbirdx-blog]

             ❛ ————— just focus on what you have to do.                    no matter what happens; we’ll deal with it. we have to.

[changedsongbirdx-blog]

                                                      i survived and you don’t get it                                                   because i’m not like you or them;                                                                    but i made it.

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a little baby elephant with a mailman's bag hanging across its torso walks into your ask box, holding a small letter in its trunk. it drops the note into your hands, "hello. you are wonderfully charming. know that you have captured my affections. thank you for being here." pass this onto the last ten people on your activity feed anonymously.

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what's the first song on your blog? it's really pretty

live forever by drew holcomb and the neighbors.

[eruditedisguised-blog]

   COURAGE HAS NEVER been one of his prominent virtues. he supposes    he’s done courageous things before, in his short time here on earth, but to    call him courageous would be an insult to those who actually embody it.    no, he’s no more than a scared boy who follows the lead of those much    braver, much wiser than him, following them until they lead him like a     lamb to the slaughter. and he’ll do so until he finds a strong bone within    himself, until his survival is no more a means of LUCK as it is his will    to overcome. but right now? he’s frightened, and he wants his parents to    come back for him, and he wants to see his sister again, and he’s pretty    certain he can trust this girl, so that’s what he’ll do. trust her. trust himself.

   he takes a deep breath, nodding, closing his eyes for a few moments as    he tries to regather himself. walkers respond to noise. they respond to    fear, and the best way to deter them is make none, HAVE NONE. if he    stops his mind from racing enough to think coherently he can remember.

                            ❛caleb,❜he whispers, his voice still breathy, but less                           panicked than before. ❛i’m—i’m caleb. how do we escape?❜

[changedsongbirdx-blog]

          beth wishes she had words that might bring them both comfort,              but the truth of the matter was  that  beth  wasn't sure how either of them would              make it out of this. they  were  surrounded and with each passing moment, the              distant groans  drew  closer  and  closer  to  them.  blue  hues  scan  the room              around them before  allowing  them  to  fall  on  his  face.  she stood in silence,              racking through different means of escape. but this wasn't something she was              good at; means of survival were no t something  beth  greene was skilled with.              she swore  she  had  only  managed  to  survive  this far because of those she              surrounded herself with but her time  at  the  hospital had proven that she was              stronger and braver than she ever thought she could be. 

             a hushed breath is brought in through chapped lips  as  she forces a smile like              a beacon of hope through the  darkness  and  reaches out for his hand. she's a              stranger to  him  and  she  knows  it,  but  the  only way they can make it out of              here alive is if they trust one another. a quick nod  of the head is the only reply              he's given  at  first,  as  she  tightens  her  grip  on  his  unfamiliar hand before              leading him through the darkness of the building. 

                                              ❛ this way, but we gotta hurry --                                                                              they're comin'. ❜

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             ( flash giveaway )

    because i have some free time and the inspiration     to touch drafts isn’t as strong as i’d want it to be, so!     must be following me, must reblog it at least once,     the giveaway will end in two hours, 9pm gmt+2.     one winner, 50 icons of their chosen faceclaim,     one runner-up, 30 icons of a chosen faceclaim,     psds included.                              g o o d   l u c k!

           ( examples: )

[souloftexas]

               —————— ❝ she’s  as  free as the bluebonnets in the                                            summer. she’s as hot as the padre island sun.                                            most of the time  she’s  as  warm and friendly,                                            like   the   hills   that   surround  austin. 

                                                                                 she’s like texas. 

[deirrealite]

                            I’m a survivor                                                                                                    I survive  ;                                                                                                                                                       not live.

[bloodyknucklxs-deactivated20150]

    he doesn’t mean to make a big deal out of it; he’s in a similar boat.     prior to their current state of a worldly crisis, eric hadn’t  exactly     been so actively sought after by either gender. during school, he     had always been a bit too quiet, too bookish; and then military life     had made real relationships implausible, far too difficult for what a     small measure it was worth in his lively life. but in a way, it all felt     like it made sense in terns of him, in terms of who he was. but for     her, he just couldn’t wrap his head around it.

                                                 ❝ you’re too pretty to be able                                                  to say that. ❞

[changedsongbirdx-blog]

          hot, rosy blush spreads quickly across  pale features              as  blue  hues  are  immediately  averted  towards  the  ground. she's              speechless as a smile lifts up at the corners  of her lips, shaking her              head slowly as if in silent protests.  beth  greene  wasn't pretty, not in              her eyes. she was plain, the sort  of  girl  people  looked  at only as a              friend or saw as a younger sister. maggie had been the one that boys              had sought after and to hear him speak these words, she wasn't sure              how to respond. 

                                          ❛ guess not, 'cause it's true. ❜

[queenxcersei]

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                            ❝ & what would it aid you in asking         for  my situation just for the  simplicity  of          knowing? ❞ She tuts. It’s an innocent, or so it appears.            You can never tell nowadays— & Cersei isn’t one for risks.             Everyone but  us is an  e n e m y,  she  reminded  herself,            Jaime’s face a spectre in her mind. He’s not dead yet.                                   ❝ Are you alone? ❞

[changedsongbirdx-blog]

          her words are spoken like a lethal venom spewed from              forked tongue. beth  greene  is  more than aware of the dangers of              the human race now; fear the  living, kill the dead. she draws in a              deep breath and lowers blue hues to  the  ground beside their feet.              a silent nod of the head is  the  only  response she can muster for              a moment. an  intake  of  breath is taken before exhaling it slowly              as she brings gaze back up to the strangers. 

                                                         ❛ been alone for a while now -- ❜

[sxmniarchive]

                 changedsongbird 

             ❝ Isn’t it lovely out here today ? ❞  Aurora’s jeans are covered                    in dirt despite her own efforts to keep them clean— gloved hands                    brush self-consciously against her knees in an attempt to clean a                    little bit of the soil from the denim. 

                         ❝ You should see the garden, it’s turning out wonderfully. ❞

[changedsongbirdx-blog]

          the warmth of the georgia sun had  given  way behind              clouds, giving all at the prison much needed comfort on a summer's              day. the two blondes stood side by side, staring out into the distance.              it had been a few days since  beth  had  stepped  from outside of the              prison walls,  time  preoccupied  by  a  toddler  needing much of her              attention. blue hues turn to look at her with a pleasant expression.  

                                                    ❛ feel's really good out. i bet the weather's                                                                                  gonna help stuff grow too. ❜

[brientarth-deactivated20150502]

This love left a permanent mark.

[nightvales-voice-moved-blog]

Send me a Ø for an inner monologue my character has had about yours.

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