A Thousand Splendid Suns

Margo.

[ellafckr-blog]

“Some random kid on campus pointed at me and cheered today and I’m still thoroughly confused, yet somehow flattered.”

[margo-bowman-blog]

“They cheered..? Like what kind of cheer?” 

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parkitbabe:

Big.  Compared to here it’s absolutely huge.  And beautiful.  I loved it there.

I mean, Chicago isn’t that far away. I wouldn’t say we’re completely void of culture here. Some of us just happen to be soulless vampires.

[belovedmateo-blog]

“¿Seriamente? Oh Dios mío,” Matty said with a long sigh, leaning his forehead against his beat up red pickup truck. It was the fourth time this week that his truck had broken down, and thanks to his forget self, his phone charger was resting by his bedside table while his phone sat in his pocket dead. Turning around, he noticed a somewhat familiar face walking by. “Excuse me?” he said as he ran up to them, “I really hate to bother you, but is there any way I could use your phone? Or maybe you can jump me off at my truck? I was leaving Saturday school, and, well, my truck decided to die on me.” He gave them a hopeful smile. “I can pay you for helping me. Whatever you want.”

[margo-bowman-blog]

“I’m not going to make some kid pay me..” Margo rolled her eyes, shoving her phone into the boy’s hands. She crosses her arms staring at the vehicle. “I’m actually just out on a walk.. so no jumper cables or car on me, kid.” She plays with her blonde hair. “Have we met before?”

[parkitbabe-deactivated20160621]

It’s honestly a little depressing that I never appreciated how great the music scene is in Atlanta until now.

[margo-bowman-blog]

Atlanta? Interesting. I’ve never been there, what’s it like?

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djmasterford:

“I’m still freaking the fuck out.”

“Go smoke some weed or something.. Shit, I don’t know what the kids do now’a days to calm down.”

[mayamaddox-blog]

“My mom just dropped off some old yearbooks and photo books and I feel bad for probably being the only human being who didn’t completely hate their school photographs.”

[margo-bowman-blog]

“Last time I checked confidence wasn’t a bad thing in this day and age. Unless you’re being a dick about it, which you probably aren’t.” 

[djmasterford-blog]

“Does anyone else feel stressed as fuck, it’s March, fucking March…” 

[margo-bowman-blog]

“The world out there is a lot better than what high school ever was... I wouldn’t worry about it too much, kid.” 

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jakegriffo:

“Sometimes it’s good and sometimes it isn’t. It happens that way. On this particular occasion, I don’t think I want to talk about it.”

“That’s fine then.. Just don’t do something stupid because you’re emotional.” 

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jakegriffo:

“I just-fuck, I just really don’t want to talk or argue or act like I’m happy right now, okay, Margo?” He sighed. “Is that cool with you?”

“I’m not asking you to act.. or anything. You’re allowed to yell at me if you want. I know it’s good for getting feelings out.” 

[margo-bowman-blog]

jakegriffo:

Jake looked up, a little annoyed at her attempt at humor. “Why can’t I do both?”

“I mean... you could.” She shrugs. “You can do whatever you want.” 

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freyamargaret:

“Y’know, I was just thinkin’ the same thing. People don’t appreciate the moon enough.”

“People must think I’m homeless by how much I walk around at night staring at the sky.” 

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eastonxford:

“Food, water, and shelter? The hell are you tryin’ to do?— Survive a zombie apocalypse…? Whatever. Doesn’t bother me any if you’re into romance or if you prefer senseless fucking instead.”

“I’m not really into either actually... But thanks for thinking openly.” 

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jakegriffo:

“A year,” Jake sighed, shaking his head as he scrolled through photos on his phone. It had been a year since he’d lost his brother, an entire twelve months that he wasn’t really welcome to accept just yet. He’d made it this far, though, surely he could make it another twelve months? And maybe as those years went past it’d hurt a little less. 

“You look like you either want to cry or tear my face off.. or really confused.. I’m not sure which one.”

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ripraven:

“I can agree with that, yeah. Though the moon always looks nice to me.”

“I watch it like every night.. so I’m not sure why it’s so special tonight.. It just kind of is..”

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eastonxford:

“Aw, c'mon. Don’t be like that. Everyone’s into a little romance when it comes down to it.”

“Not really... It isn’t a necessity like food.. water.. shelter. It’s a really silly social construct. I’m not into stuff like that. But I guess it makes for some really good movies.” 

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eastonxford:

“Wow. If we weren’t just random strangers, this’d be kinda romantic.”

“Good thing I’m not one for romance..”

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ellafckr:

“It looks exactly the same as any other fucking night.”

“Not exactly.. But I understand what you mean.”