Not Good Enough

Matt "Matty" B. 18. "I was right there, I could have done something. I tried to do something. It wasn't good enough. I wasn't good enough." + var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5083388"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "http://freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

[candicespatton]

[mattyboyjock]

westallan:

investigate vs do nothing

[mattyboyjock]

@honorrollem

Thankfully, after taking a bit of time to recover, that monstrosity of a ‘haunted house’ was over. Being trapped there only reminded him of the mines, of him wandering around desperately trying to find solitude, to fine anything and anyone he recognized. The darkness, the unknown, it made him all the more petrified; and in reality the male wasn’t all that brave to begin with. However, he knew he promised Emily ages ago that he’d make up for lost time, for not being able to do more. And dammit, he was going to do just that without letting everything get in the way.

Matt finally believed all was in order, at least he sure hoped so. It all cost him a small fortune, but he knew Emily, knew her tastes. He just hoped it would be a night to remember, that maybe just maybe things could get back to where they were. With a deep breath to muster up his courage, Matt knocked on Emily’s door, moving the large bouquet of red roses in front of him to cover his face, not that it was much of a surprise really....or at least he hoped it wasn’t.

[mattyboyjock]

hugoxweasleyx

“Smart man. Suh-mar-tuh. Man. I’m quite alright, mate. Thanks for the concern though. Cheers. I’m Hugo.”

“That might be the first time someone’s ever called me that, so I thank you,” He grinned, nodding his head. “Nice to meet you man, I’m Matt. You been at this place for a while?”

[mattyboyjock]

samaraxcook

“I’ve grown quite used to sharing certain things with other people. I went to a prep school in Pennsylvania.”

“Ah, makes sense. I’m figuring this place will help me with my future dorm living-- if i get in anywhere that is.” Matt chuckled, holding out his hand. “I’m Matt, by the way.”

[mattyboyjock]

itspuppywes

“Not that I’m not glad to get away from everyone for a while, because I am. But how did I end up in California? What is this place?”

“It’s uh--” Matt faltered, his eyes widening as he took in the other’s appearance. He heard about the whole doppelganger thing happening around here, but holy shit. “No one knows? Everyone seems to uh-- just sort of pop up here?”

[katiazamolodchikova]

[mattyboyjock]

My ghost Where’d you go? I can’t find you in the body sleeping next to me

[mymiserablew0rld]

Put a letter in my ask! I'll answer honestly !

[mattyboyjock]

A - Available? B - Birthday? C - Crushing on? D - Drink you last had? E - Easiest person to talk to? F - Favourite song? G - Grade i hated? H - Hometown? I - Icecream flavour? J - Jellybean flavour? K - Killed someone? L- Longest friendship? M - Milkshake flavour? N - Number of siblings? O - One wish? P - Person who called me last? Q - Question your always asked? R - Reason to smile? S - Song i last sung? T - Time you woke up? U - Umbrella colour? V - Very best friend? W - Which celebrity i’d marry? X - X rays i had? Y - Your last time you cried? Z - Zodiac sign?

[mattyboyjock]

hugoxweasleyx

“If you see a cat wandering around here, note DO NOT PET IT. I swear it’s half cat and half mutant.”

“I knew there was a reason I was allergic to cats; it was my body just reminding me how evil they can be. So o worries on my end...I won’t be touching it. But uh-- you alright?”

[mattyboyjock]

samaraxcook

“I haven’t been to California in years. This is Palm Springs, right?”

“That it is. The place isn’t too bad when you get used to well-- sharing things with like a hundred other people?”

[mattyboyjock]

Sorry I’ve been so MIA! Work has been kicking my ass lately, so it’s just sfksd. But I pinky swear to be back on Matt and Chuck later tonight after I do some cleaning. If anyone wants an individual thread from Matt or Chuck, like this or message me? Idk xD.

[buttcanine]

[mattyboyjock]

buttcanine:

Cap Credit - [x]

[potatocrisp]

[thebloodyspike-blog]

⁇, #, ツ, ♀

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[text]: remembre nnot ot go drinmk with ahsley ever aagain. i'im tfhe onlpy noe drinking and i keenp drinikng for the both lof us

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

[text]: Okay, can you please tell me why I’m so obsessed with Carrie Underwood all of a sudden?

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

[text]: This is a HELL of a haunted place BUT I found gramophone AND a Tchaikovsky vinyl. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW COOL THIS IS. [text]: I mean, TCHAIKOVSKY! 

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text. 

[text]: I’ve seen Josh.[text]: Here at the house, I mean.[text]: I’ve tried my fucking best to hate him for what he’s done to us, I really did, but I couldn’t. And I can’t. He’s still my friend after all, you know? Just like Beth and Hannah. Is this wrong?[text]: I’m sorry.

[mattyboyjock]

lalobahale

“will you be alright?”

“Fingers crossed. I just-- probably shouldn’t be moving around so much.”

[mattyboyjock]

wreckitbeck

“Don’t “just”me and not finish your sentence.” Beck sat on a windowsill and crossed his arms. “What are you afraid of man? Death or the Undead?” 

Matt sighed, moving to lean against the wall as he thought about the other’s questions. Really, what was worse? At this point, after already facing death, that part didn’t seem so scary. “It’s the how, I think...” he muttered, his had reaching up to scratch the back of his neck.

[mattyboyjock]

climbingsam

“It’s not science, Matthew. It’s just a basic cooking thing.”

“If it’s so basic, Sammy, could a five year old do it? I think not. Therefore, I’m practically a chef.”

[hxn-ry]

“Is it as bad as it looks?”

                                       send me a sentence [ injured] meme

“– unfortunately, it is. my condition is quite serious..”

[mattyboyjock]

kingxfrancis

“it’s quite alright, i’ve accepted it at this point. i’m not sure of the name of it but, i’ve been told that it’s some rare infection of the ear. it’s attacked the rest of my body at this point, and is incurably fatal.”

"Oh-- shit, man. That blows, majorly.” He paused, unsure of what to say. What is there possibly to say to someone who knows that something is attacking his body and could kill him? “Well, can I get you something that could make you more comfortable?”