— only nine lives.

we can leave the house lead the party let the people know. go drown the colors of our minds and watch the cars go.

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anyone around here catching your eye?

“if i’m being completely honest and going based off looks, it would probably be rhys, willow, fox, and emily. but unfortunately, i’m not in the space to spark up anything serious.”

↖ is now accepting curious anons.

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so now that you two are basically mortal enemies: do you have some dirt on julia?

“despite our troubles, i still care enough about julia to not tell things that were meant for my ears only. if you were looking for me to messy, then you’ve got the wrong girl.”

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gorgeous girl like you should have her eye one someone equally gorgeous... so, who do you have you eye on?

“oh, i don’t really have my eye on anyone at the moment. but thank you for the compliment.”

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↖ is now accepting curious anons.

[girlyy-lovee]

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kjudes:

jude hadn’t really been expecting social interaction when she’d decided to spend her free day at the park, so she had half a mind to mumble a half-hearted reply before leaving to find a quieter – read: less populated – spot. but then her brain actually registered the words that were being spoken, and jude found herself nodding vehemently. ❝ oh wow, do i relate, ❞ she replied, finally turning her attention to the girl she was sharing the bench with. ❝ honestly, i think the baby boomers are just bitter that we’ve found a way to make a living doing things we actually enjoy, when so many of them gave up their dreams to settle for a boring nine-to-five job. ❞ jude rolled her eyes, before offering the other girl a small smile. ❝ i’m sorry you had to deal with that though. but hey, you’re a fashion blogger? that’s pretty cool. ❞

anastasia watched the people that walked around the bench, some holding conversations, some on the phone, and others taking pictures of the sights that were around them. granted, this wasn’t the most touristy location, but to each their own, she supposed. she looked towards the other who spoke, happy that she wasn’t just speaking to the open air. “it’s just so... gross.” anastasia exhaled as she leaned back against the bench, brushing her tongue over her lips. “i mean, i had parents who didn’t want me to do anything conventional. ever since i was a kid, they told me to avoid the jobs where i would sit behind a desk all day, but the second i even mention that i work from home, i’m suddenly an unemployed slacker.” anastasia’s nose scrunched at the words that someone called her, biting her lower lip. “i’m sorry for ranting like that, my goodness. but yeah, i am, and i probably have way too many clothes in my clothes in my closet because of it.” 

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alistacr:

   ’ it’s all they need. sadly, i’m not the type of person to take care of things. when i was younger i had a gold fish, and i promised my mom’s i would take care of it. the thing died on me the week after because i fed it too much. ’

“ well, think of it this way: you overfed your goldfish because you cared about him so much you didn’t want him to go hungry. granted, that was probably a bad idea, but it’s all about patience. ”

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julia-hartman:

“ you know why i don’t accept your apologies, ana? ” julia clenched her hands into fists, to stop herself from getting angrier than she already was. she could feel the control over herself slipping away and she had no idea how to stop herself from slipping further and further away from herself and her values. “ because whenever you do apologise, it either comes across as insincere, as if you’re just saying it to get it over with. or you say things like THAT. ” julia said, referencing the words she spoke earlier, about how julia was the perfect goody two shoes, the one who was always so innocent. especially when the girl knew she hated it when people said that about her. and since when were those things negative things? yes, perhaps she was too naive, or too trusting, but guess what? she got good grades, was liked by the vast majority of people she knew and her parents were proud of her. “ i just don’t understand how you twist and turn stories around, blame me, when even you admitted yourself – multiple times – that the ruination of this friendship was on you. the one minute you say how it’s your fault, and the next you’re calling me the innocent little goody two shoes, pretending like that’s what got in the way of our friendship. explain to me how that’s what ruined this. ”

“ maybe it comes off as insincere because i’m tired, julia. i’m tired of beating myself up over our friendship ending. i’m tired of constantly feeling like i’m not even worthy of speaking TWO words to you. i’m tired, julia. you can pick up and move on with your life as though i didn’t exist, but i still think about you because you were my BEST FRIEND. you were the person that i could talk to when things got touch. you were the person that seemed to care when i had problems and the person that i felt like i could consider a sister. but it’s like ever since our friendship ended, you stopped caring. it’s like i’m not important to you anymore, and it’s been so hard not being able to call you when i need someone to talk to or calling you to meet up for coffee just to catch up. ” anastasia exhaled, biting her lower lip. “ i ruined the friendship, okay !? i take all fault in what happened and you had no part in the fact that our friendship completely ended and turned to utter shit. everything is ALWAYS my fault and i ruin everything good that happens to me. is that what you want to hear ? that i’m a horrible person who just can’t accept good things when it’s given me ? like i said, julia. i have someone else’s life to go ruin. ”

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ofemilys:

          emily had imaginably patted herself on the back when she SOMEHOW formed those words into the correct formation to create a pretty alright analogy.  ❛   well, why thank you ! nice to know all these years of me continuously talking have some-what paid off. but yes————i TOTALLY understand you. my parents would literally kill me if i was to even hint at the fact that i was tired of it.    ❜ she instinctively slid over slightly to make sure the other had enough elbow room and was indeed COMFORTABLE before speaking once more. ❛  i think being the mother hen, if you will, is a very commendable archetype. and i, for one, am extremely jealous that you harness the qualities that classify that label. make sure to at me in your bio so i can, y’know, get a little bit more followers.    ❜ a grin was flashed to anastasia — — — before a more SERIOUS expression fell at the mention of her schoolwork. ❛  if i’m being honest ? all of it. every. single. last. bit. especially when it comes to the terms. i mean, i know i can google the definitions, but it still doesn’t fully help—————if that makes sense ?    ❜

         ‘ it’s not a problem. sometimes continuously talking is a GOOD thing. i tend to talk too much too, which isn’t all that bad -- until someone gets rude and tells me to shut up. ’ a faint laugh falls from her lips as she SITUATED herself beside emily, taking a look at the papers in front of them. ‘ i kind of enjoy it, if i’m being honest. i didn’t have any siblings growing up, so i tend to act like a surrogate mom, if you will, to the people around me. i like making sure that people are okay, even if they don’t WANT me to. if that makes sense. oh, don’t be JEALOUS. i’m probably so boring. ’ anastasia had always been the one to be protective, especially since she didn’t have siblings. her friends were the closest thing she had to them, and it felt nice to be there for someone. ‘ the easiest way for my to remember terms is to use FLASHCARDS. and i know that it’s the most cliche way in the entire world, but it works out -- i like to study them whenever i have a chance. when i’m on the train, when there’s idle time -- sometimes even before bed. it keeps your mind on them, and it makes it a little easier to remember. ’ 

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fcxhcndrix:

fox decided that he liked the look of the blush on her cheeks and filed that information away for later use, smile bright, “you’re right. like i said, anastasia fits you much better than eleanor.” he couldn’t help but think that her next words were very true–not that he couldn’t have made good conversation with anyone he was sat next to, but they seemed to have a particularly great connection. “definitely a good thing. anyone else would have thought you were a complete psycho.”

her fingers were in her hair, pushing the dark locks behind her ear. she bit her lower lip, looking down at her lap for a short moment. “thank you, again. i still don’t meet too many people with the same name.” if she had been sitting next to someone else, they probably wouldn’t have entertained her rant or joined in the conversation that sparked, so she was thankful that it was him. “of course. they probably would have thought that i was talking to the pigeons around here.”

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Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

No deleting questions, either!

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julia-hartman:

honestly, julia couldn’t believe what she was hearing. even the girl herself seemed to say that it was her fault, there were no – literally no proper arguments against the blonde and yet the brunette twisted her words the exact way so it would sound to anyone who didn’t know the whole story that it was julia’s fault. the blonde shook her head, a small smile covering her lips. it wasn’t really a smile though – more the look of someone who was about to break down, either in anger, or in tears. probably both in julia’s case. “ i’m no goody two shoes. i’m not perfect. i’m no saint. but really, the fact that this friendship turned into – whatever the hell it is now, that’s NOT my fault. you can BLAME me all you want, but really, who are you fooling? is this your way of feeling better about yourself? ” julia’s chest was tightening up and her eyes were filled with tears. the words the brunette threw at her hurt. the amount of times people linked her to those words…  “ maybe we never were. i know i did everthing i could for as long as i could. you were DRAINING me, ana. but who am i kidding, right? you’ll probably just TWIST IT ALL AROUND, saying i was draining you, that i was suffocating you in this friendship. that i demanded your attention. i know how this works. i know how these things go. ” 

anastasia keeps herself silent, pushing her hair behind her ear. she knew that everything was her fault. from the way that their friendship ended to the way that they were arguing right now, it was all her fault, and she couldn’t hold it in anymore. her hands smoothed over her jacket, tucking her hands into the pockets as she finally looked up towards her ex-friend. “ it’s ALL my fault, i got that already, julia. the more that you say that it is is like rubbing SALT in an open wound. i tried, i really tried to make it all up to you, but you didn’t accept that. i don’t know what i have to do to get you to accept the countless apologies that i’ve given, but i can’t do it anymore. it’s not about me trying to make myself feel better, and you’re missing the entire point. you just -- never mind. the more that i say, the more i would probably make you hate me, so. ” her shoulders shrugged as she exhaled, brushing her tongue over her lips. “ that’s what i do, right ? drain those i care about until they’re done with me, and holding a grudge against me until the end of time. i’m good at that, apparently. probably better at it than i thought i was before. i never said that you were the one draining me. i put all of that on myself, so i don’t need you to keep telling me that. well then, if you know how these things go, then you’ll know that i’m DONE. i’m done trying to be your friend again, and i’m done trying to keep apologizing when it’s clear that it’s falling on deaf ears. i have to go... stand someone else up, if you don’t mind.”

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julia-hartman:

“no – don’t you DARE. ” she could feal her heart beat in her chest. this wasn’t fair, this wasn’t the truth. maybe it was HER truth. “ i never listened?! are you serious? ” a mocking laugh left her lips. how in the world could the psychology student, the one who was top of her class, the one who was the best listener she’d ever met, not be listening? “ LISTEN. i respect your work, the world you live in. i do. what i DON’T respect, is the way you treated me. countless times i’ve sat at a restaurant, ordering drinks for someone who would never show. or i’d sit by myself at a café, at a table for two, knowing the staff was gossiping about whether i’d been stood up or not. the amount of times i’d look at my phone and NOTHING. ” julia took a deep breath, something she’d been forgetting to do during her speech, only causing her to be more and more fed up with the brunette. “ you do realise i’m a full time university student, right? that i’m top of my class, and a part time waitress. do you think i have time for friends? trust me, i don’t. i MAKE time. because i know what’s IMPORTANT to me. ” julia threw her hands up in the air. “ clearly you don’t know. or care. and that’s NOT on me.”

“ don’t i DARE what ? keep taking all the punches you keep throwing my way ? ” her tone was almost mocking, shaking her head. “ i’m completely serious. ” anastasia has to keep down the SCREAM that wants to erupt, folding her arms across her chest as she listened to her former best friend. “ and i’ve APOLOGIZED countless times for what i’ve done, but you keep throwing it back in my face like i don’t know how much of a shitty friend i was to you. don’t you think i get it, julia ? don’t you think that i realize how much crap i put you through when we were friends ? i NEVER wanted to stand you up or keep you waiting, but it was like i didn’t see an opening and i was burying myself deeper and deeper until i couldn’t breathe anymore. ” her next words causes anastasia to exhale, rubbing her hand over her face. “ and you do realize that i was a full time student too ? a DOUBLE major who also filmed videos and edited them on top of studying every night ? who stayed awake until three, maybe four in the morning just to get things done on time ? ” she fell silent when julia threw up her hands. “ maybe i don’t know. maybe i don’t care, but blaming me for everything that happened isn’t fair, and you know it. you want to be in control of this argument like everything else, trying to make yourself look like the GOODY TWO SHOES and little miss innocent that you are, so maybe this is what’s best. maybe we were NEVER meant to be friends. ”

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julia-hartman:

“ are you kidding me? ” her blood started to boil and she had to take a deep breath to calm herself down. “ you’re the one who’s pretending to be all upset about the fact that YOU started talking to me, when you made it clear that i’m nothing to you. ” the blonde put her hands on her sides and pressed her lips together. she wasn’t going to just give in to the girl’s attempt to bring her down. “ oh, like WHAT then? ” her voice was calm, but julia knew she couldn’t hide the subtext behind her words. “ what do you reckon i did wrong here? ” honestly, she was curious to hear what she’d come up with now. by now her excuses were like a song you’d hear too many times, causing you to turn off the radio whenever it would come up. 

anastasia has to resist an eye roll, folding her arms across her chest. “ i’m not UPSET that i was talking to you. for god’s sake, julia. you’re acting like i just kicked your damn dog. if you didn’t want to talk, you could have just said that instead of getting bent out of shape. i’m not going to fucking cry about about it. ” anastasia’s arms dropped, shaking her head. “ you NEVER listened to me and you never tried to meet me halfway ! i was always the one trying so hard to accommodate to you. i was the one trying to get get halfway through the city to meet with you, i was the one who was always trying to make sure that i could get to places on time, but guess what ? i WORK. it might not be working in a restaurant or some coffee shop all day, but i work a hell of a lot harder than most would think and i would have thought that my best friend of all people would have noticed that. i know that i was always late or i cancelled, but even when i tried to make up for that, you wouldn’t let me. you want to put all the BLAME on me for why our friendship ended, then go right ahead. i don’t care anymore. ”

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ofemilys:

          ❛   college reminds me of that UGLY, itchy sweater that you get from that one aunt that’s terrible at gift giving and you CAN’T return it because they never gave you the receipt. that’s what college is——just a big ugly and itchy sweater that you can’t return.    ❜  a few answers were filled in as the other spoke, with emily occasionally looking up so they knew she was still listening.  ❛   y’know, i’ve been practicing my wave for when i’m given my bachelor’s degree. but, wow ! i cannot believe how much you sound like my mom — — in a good way, of course. kinda have the whole wise owl vibe going on and i can dig it.    ❜ emily grinned, clicking her pen a couple time to somehow bring any new information to her in order to get more than THREE out of twenty-eight questions answered.  

          ‘ you just explained college in the best ANALOGY i’ve heard in a long time. i had no choice but to go, especially since my dads were never going to give me that receipt no matter how much i begged for it. ’ anastasia took a sip of her coffee, adjusting her bag’s strap on her shoulder. ‘ that is going to be the most IMPORTANT wave of your entire life. i have this weird habit of sounding like people’s moms -- i’m beginning to believe that it’s some kind of hidden talent. wise owl vibe ? remind me to add that to my instagram bio, with credits to you, of course. ’ without permission, anastasia decided to take a seat with the other girl, figuring it’d be better to help. ‘ so, tell me. what part of chemistry has you CONTEMPLATING leaving college ? ’