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mariions:

she accepts the cup without comment. it bothers marion that she feels like this — that it affects her children. ( her other children.) but more than most days today is the reminder of failure. thoughts she doesn’t dare to indulge in like, what would kennedy have looked like if she were here? is she out there? is she SUFFERING? does she have help? is she loved?

the cup’s warmth spreads from fingers to palms as she watches the liquid within. sometimes she wonders how she hasn’t already become a burning effigy to her elder three. hopeless. ❛ you know — when you were born… you had such fair hair. more than it is now. i knew it’d darken slightly when you grew older. and it was so different from your siblings. so i named you hazel. i did. your father didn’t believe me. did i ever tell you that? ❜

seeing her mother hurting had probably been one of the most difficult things in hazel’s life. it was almost to the point where she could not remember a life when marion was happy, all their old memories of the happy family had now been replaced. the twenty years old leaned her head on her mother’s shoulder as she spoke, a small smile on her lips as she told her once again the story behind her name. “mhm, you have, but i like to hear it.”

#mariions

mvrphs:

✧ ❛ starter for @hqzel ;

“ i’d really like to believe there’s no such thing as a DUMB question, but right now i’m struggling. ”

“ i don’t see how it was a dumb question.”

#mvrphs #what was i suppose to reply to that bailey

mariions:

the morning finds her by the pillar near the stairs. pensive. TROUBLED. it happens every year. a date they don’t forget. an anniversary they don’t celebrate. and each year she pretends she doesn’t CRUMBLE to dust. but they know. they know her like they know the skin on their hands. @hqzel

she would be lying if she said she remembered that day well. maybe it was her selective memory that decided to delete the most horrible day of her young life from her memory. but she remembered the younger sister she had and even if she could not recall it all, she knew that on this day more than on any other day, her mother was hurting. so after getting the both of them hot cup of tea she made her way to sit next to her mother handing her out one of the cup of tea. and just staying silent as she sat next to her.

#mariions

dcviinas:

@hqzel !

❛ Hazel, TELL me you’re joking. Like, trying to pull the fucking wool over my eyes and soon a film crew will pop out of the closet faster than Ellen did on Oprah, and they’ll tell me you can come with me tonight —- you promised! ❜

“i did not promise anything! next time maybe? i’m just not feeling it so much tonight and i don’t know...i don’t wanna spoil it for you.”

#dcviinas

if anybody wants a starter from this girl like this

#out of roses

psuttcn:

‘’one minute i was perfectly fine & then the next minute i was jus’ — in it. ‘’

“you know...i’m not even THAT surprised.”

kclbys:

“ nothing even happened ! you’re making a big deal out of nothing. all i did was talk to him. ”

“ i am not satisfied with this answer.”

kcvins:

kevin nods; refraining from thinking about herself in the early years. she never did go to school, and she never did get the opportunity to make friends. not unless she got to sheffield, at least. any form of social & intellectual development ? embarrassingly delayed.

❛ i moved here pretty recently. about two years ago ? something like that. maybe i’ve just … seen you around before. or maybe i’m just IMAGINING things. i should probably get going, but – – it was nice meeting you ! and if we ever meet again, i’ll … definitely let you know how it went with matt, and –––– THIS. ❜

“oh really? moved here from anywhere interesting? i mean i’m sure anywhere is more interesting than sheffield that’s not difficult” hazel said with a small chuckle. “i mean you do look familiar but except if you were in new york before? i don’t know where we could have met.” she shrugged as she looked at the youngster. as much as she wanted to forget her years in sheffield, there was something that never seemed to disappear, that always stucked with her. “do tell me! but just a warning, matts are difficult so good luck with that, i say this from experience. my own father is named M A T T H E W.”

@kclbys

❛ i don’t want to get involved in the drama, i just wanna know 103% of the information on what happened ❜

#c

@wrcse

“Don’t you believe anybody that tries to convince you of that. That’s bullshit! You don’t have to go through your life believing that. Okay?”

psuttcn:

The girls took a sigh of relief as she was freed from the duvet. ‘ I would love ta tell you the story of how it happened but I don’t have the slightest idea. ‘

Hazel tried not to laugh at the other’s words. “how do you have no idea of how it happened?”

#psuttcn

kcvins:

kevin flashes the girl a smile, and prepares to depart from the store. only, she finds herself lingering – a sense of familiarity remaining within her thoughts.

❛ are you… new in town ? because i always feel like i know everyone, but then–– i don’t. it’s just that you look like you would’ve gone to school. with me, i mean. ❜

“i was born here actually. i’ve just moved back here with my mother but i visited every once in a while because my father still lives here. but i haven’t gone to school here in quite a few years. since i was like, ten or so. but maybe then?”

#kcvins