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var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5515226"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=mundane&e2=mundanes&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); of var fhsh = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id_h = "3273804"; fhsh.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocount.php?site="+fhs_id_h+"&name=&a=1"; document.head.appendChild(fhsh);document.write(""); Clary Fray Indie roleplayer. credit to the lovely icon goes to the lovely zelda

[mutterwolfe]

there is nothing, nor will there ever be, anything wrong with being asexual. 

[drawsportals]

I’m popping on to say

THAT PROMO HOLY FUCKING SHIT KILL ME. 

And now I’m gone again. <3 

[drawsportals]

Fuck who?

certanin people in my life, basically

[drawsportals]

:) fuck you. :) 

[drawsportals]

Kill yourself. Not like anyone's ever going to love you. I know I didn't.

Thank fuck. I would NEVER want someone that sends shit like this to people, to love me. But if I did do that, you’d send this shit to other people probably more than you do me. And some people aren’t strong enough to handle it. Some people would be pushed over the edge.

Maybe at some point I would have been. Maybe I still am. I’m sure you’d feel better if I did. And I don’t want you feeling good because of me. This has been in my inbox for three days. And I wasn’t going to give you the satisfaction of answering it. I truly wasn’t. Because you don’t deserve that satisfaction.

You don’t deserve it. At  all. You deserve nothing. I hope you know that. Thank you though, for your thoughts. After this response, if you send just one more, I’m blocking you. I don’t need this in my life. I really don’t.

I’m at my lowest right now anyway and maybe that’s why I decided to respond to this. Because since reading this I’ve been very tempted to just let go. Because maybe you’re right. The only friends I have in my life are online. I never talk to them. I never get to hang out with them. I’m basically just in my bedroom all the time and reading fanfiction.

I don’t do anything with my life anymore and my depression is so bad and I just want to end it. How easy would it be?

Just take a few of my pills, undo my pencil sharpener and use the blade... maybe you’re right. Maybe no one would care. But I’m not ready yet to just give up on life. I’m only twenty-four. I have a few more years to try and go. I’ve got a few more years to finally try and be comfortable being me. For me to try and accept myself the way I am. And honestly I don’t need anyone. I’ve been fine on my own for most of my life and I’m fine now.

Maybe some day you’ll be accepting of yourself. Because clearly there’s some things wrong with you if you’re telling someone to kill themselves without showing who you are.

[drawsportals]

You brought this on yourself.

[drawsportals]

Well everything I should need is moved so, it was fun, kiddos. 

[drawsportals]

They may be your friends now, but they will get tired of you like I did.

Bye then? Clearly you’re not tired enough of me if you’re still on my blog sending me things. ;) 

[drawsportals]

aimedtrue replied to your post: When are you going to realize, Arby, that no one...

ha ha ha ha h a h aha. i wonder how it feels to be this anon. to be so wrong and so fucking stupid.

[drawsportals]

hallowcdsavior replied to your post: When are you going to realize, Arby, that no one...

Dear Anon, /I/ fucking care about, Arby. That makes your opinion invalid, so take your haterade else, huh.

Huh. This must be what ‘no one caring’ looks like. Sorry, not sorry. Are you jealous that I have better friends than you do or....? I adore you. (That adoring part was definitely NOT for the anon). 

[drawsportals]

When are you going to realize, Arby, that no one truly cares about you?

Oh, sorry. For a minute there I thought your opinion mattered. Oops. My mistake. 

[rebeccabreeds]

childhood best friends slash roommates who get immensely drunk one night and have sex and then just continue to keep doing it because that’s the only way they think they can have each other. spoiler: they’re both in love with each other and have been for years, but don’t wanna say shit about it because they’re afraid of losing each other. cue angst.

[dearbornxhybrid-blog]

                  υηтιℓ sυcн тιмε αs ι sнαℓℓ ∂ιε, ι ωιℓℓ вε ηερнιℓιм.

                      Indie Shadowhunters OC as created by WHIT.

                    Lianna Dearborn, half Seelie/half Shadowhunter.

                Mun/Muse 21+. Semi-Selective. Mature themes present.

[coral]

[butchtenna]

bad,broken,fat…. yeah that’s me

[signedwithheart-blog]

( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.

Alec was confused for many different reasons. One being that why would Clary use his pictures to catfish someone and two, who in the world would buy someone a laptop just from shitty pictures alone? 

Another one would be why did he have a date with this person? 

( ✉ → sms )  Is this your way of informing me you don’t value my life and are sending me on a date with potential serial killer? I thought we were friends, Fray. 

( ✉ → sms )  Did you happen to inform this person I’m deaf? And gay? They are a guy, right? Not that it matters, I’m not interested. 

Alec ran his fingers through his hair after sending the message and bit his lip. He didn’t even have anything to wear on a date. It wasn’t something Alec did. Going on dates. 

( ✉ → sms ) Where am I meeting this person and what time tomorrow? 

He wasn’t looking forward to it but he did have to meet this person and explain how shitty his friend was and that he’d pay them back for the laptop as soon as he could. He was really starting to regret ever becoming friends with Clary. 

[drawsportals]

Who do you want to see for your group rp?

I’d love to see any one. We have Clary, Alec and Magnus. I know our Alec would probably love his siblings and OCs would be awesome as well!

[signedwithheart-blog]

“What if it never happens to me? Do you ever get scared about it?”

Reading over the text from Clary, the eldest Lightwood gave a soft sigh. Of course he was scared. He was scared that he’d never get a soulmate. Scared this his siblings did and he still had no one. Scared that maybe when he found his soulmate they wouldn’t want to be his when they realized the complications there were in regards to communicating with him. And it’s not like he hadn’t had that happen before. 

One of the few people he ever tried dating didn’t want to bother learning how to communicate with him. And when they did try it was just words about wanting to get into bed with Alec and of course he kept refusing and was he glad he did. The other had finally had enough of Alec never giving what the other male wanted and just left one day. Alec had been thankful it wasn’t his soulmate that did that, but those thoughts still rose up quite often enough. 

Reading over the text again, Alec finally began to write back. ‘You’ll find yours, Clary. Don’t worry. As for me, if it never happens, it’s alright. I don’t need someone in my life if they’re not willing to learn to communicate with me in some way. I’m fine on my own. My siblings are happy and that’s all I need in my life.’ He sent the text with a soft smile.