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“some people are born with tornadoes in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea."

[everhxrt]

endlesslynights

“Mothballs?” The brunette turned toward the blonde with a somewhat amused look. “Do I want to know how you managed that?”

                 "To be fair...” Gwen started, holding her hands out in front of her in defense “it’s not my fault that my grandmother practically lived in a house made entirely out of mothballs and I happened to inherit this house from an almost total stranger.”

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ofsouffrance

                    “ i’d probably throw out everything i could && start over , honestly. ”

                 Gwen nodded in agreement letting a small laugh escape her lips, it wasn’t like she had any emotional attachment to anything in this house anyways “I’ll do anything as long as I don’t smell like my dead grandmother anymore.”

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ofsouffrance

                          she had a habit of curling up in the most random of places , her journal resting on her lap. she was outside this time , propped up against one of the many trees that made up the edge of the forest. a pink blanket was spread out beneath her , dainty feet resting gently on it. her pencil moved quickly across the page , a sketch being left in its wake. the other side of the journal’s page was covered with her cursive scrawl , presumably coming together to make some sort of story. she was totally focused on her work , oblivious to her surroundings           && she was completely fine with that.

                         Gwen had been in Forks for all of a month already and the blonde still had not explored her new town farther than the few mile radius around the house she inherited. So armed with nothing more than her phone (mostly so she didn’t get lost in the woods) and a pocket with some snacks she took off towards the nearest patch of woods she could find. Growing up in the heart of Chicago, Gwen never had a chance to really get lost in the woods. It was mostly just all large buildings and the occasional speck of green they would try to pass off as a park. So when she inherited her late grandmothers house she almost immediately decided to give Forks a try, she had needed a change of scenery anyways.

It was a few minutes later that the young blonde found herself at the beginning of a random patch of forest, there was just one problem. From what little looking she actually did Gwen didn’t see any real trails around. Just when she was about to give up she spotted someone sitting under a tree not that much farther down.

“You wouldn’t happen to know if there’s any real trail around here, would you?”

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[everhxrt]

“Any one have any idea how to get the smell of mothballs out of…. everything? Asking for a friend.”

[bittercurses]

[breakmyheartwithlyrics]

[minuty]

I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.

Oscar Wilde (via minuty)

[carswells]

[bittercurses]

[everhxrt]

hiiiiii friends. idk if anyone is around but i’m super bored so if any one wants to plot before the rp actually opens hmu <3

[wordsnquotes]

I hate most people. And I don’t want to, it’s an awful way to be. But the human race gives me no comfort. I find myself turning to books and films for comfort still. It’s repulsive, because one’s life consists of people, not things.

Morrissey (via wordsnquotes)

[stitchersdailys]

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