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[nakisakebu]

massacer replied to your post: massacer replied to your post: I haven’t been on...

i guess i can see that, i wish i could get on more, mom’s riding my ass over grades though. college. future.

Well, you have to focus on those things sooner or later. It is a part of growing up, after all. Letting go of youth and such. We can't avoid it. 

Your mother only has the best intentions, you know that.

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massacer replied to your post: I haven’t been on in quite a while.

the internet doesn’t exactly have the same appeal now as it did when we were twelve and we still thought that memes were funny, sometimes you have to force yourself to even blog. it’s astounding.

Aren't memes in themselves sort of memes now? Actually, never mind. Don't answer that.

Those were some simple times though. Meme-infested times, but good times nonetheless. I just don't feel like it most of the time.

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I haven't been on in quite a while.

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[nakisakebu]

You stay there for a while, leaning down against him, kissing him deeply. Your hands, curled into fists, rest on the bed on either side of his face, and you relax one of them to thread your fingers in his hair, always unexpectedly soft. Your face reddens just slightly; but you're certain being this close to him will always do that to you, you can't help it. The faint scent of alcohol on his breath gets to you after a while, so you move your lips from his and bury your face in his neck, taking a deep breath in. He always smells so clean, whether it's after sex, after a long day of school or after getting 'barely' drunk, he makes no exceptions at all.

This fact is probably one of the only few stable things in your life right now. What a sad thought.

You kiss down his neck, hook a finger in the neckline of his top and pull it back as much as the coarse fabric would allow to connect your lips with his left collarbone, and you suck. When you pull back just enough to see the small mark you had left behind, it pleases you enough to leave a few more behind in the same general area, just out of sight. By the time you're through, it looks like he got stung multiple times by some rabid hornet. He didn't even try to stop you.

You get a better look at his face, pursing your lips immediately after. You're finding him way too attractive right now, pinned beneath you like this, and you can't help but kiss him on the lips again. You bite gently at his lower lip and slide your tongue over his, a small sound similar to a moan accidentally escaping you. Oh, well. You're not very turned on right now, but you're sure you'd get there soon if you kept this up.

You wait a bit longer, kissing him almost lovingly, before you pull away altogether and sit up, straightening your back. You sit on top of him, on his pelvis, and stare down at him. You let out a quiet huff, curling your fingers inside the waistline of his pants and holding onto it.

[michaxl]

things boys say

no homo

it smells like ass in here

[hellanne]

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[nakisakebu]

My current mentality is “I’m sad and I hate myself but I have to get good grades”

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[nakisakebu]

You just want to be left alone to wallow in the many facts that are bringing your life crashing down right at that very moment. The fact you have no family left in the world other than a constantly intoxicated, near abusive father, the fact that, between your cold indifference and your fiery, sarcastic annoyance, you don't really know who you are anymore and the fact you're an underage girl getting boned on a regular basis by your algebra teacher, simply because you felt like your life was already crumbling down to mundane nothingness and you thought, in doing this, it couldn't get much worse, right?

Well, it has. But not because of that. It's either because things in your life have spontaneously gotten immensely shittier, or you've just started to take your already shitty life closer to your heart than you'd ever normally let it come. You like to distance yourself from things, emotionally, mentally and, if possible, physically; it keeps you at an advantage, stops you from being nervous or slipping up. It makes you as perfect as you can get; at least, through your eyes, of course. To anyone else, you may be viewed as a heartless bitch, as you've been eloquently called many times before, but it's just how you deal with your issues.

And now, lately, it's not working. The barriers you set up around yourself are eroding, you have no idea why and it's frustrating you all over. Instead of making you happier and more emotive like one or five of your therapists have said, it's only making you angrier, and more aggressive towards even the simplest of movements or the most generic of remarks from anyone, anyone at all. You press the palms of your hands into your eyes and groan quietly.

You feel arms wrap around your body and a pointy chin poke into your shoulder, something that honestly takes you by surprise. You move your hands from your eyes and turn your head as much as you can to look at your 'tipsy' teacher, your face the picture of confusion, possibly some very, very slight endearment behind the windows of your eyes. Now you're practically certain he's more drunk than he said he is. 

You know you said you didn't want him anywhere near you, but somehow, you can't stop yourself from turning over and moving on top of him, pressing your lips together in a firm kiss. Maybe the endearment is infectious. 

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PARADISE OF FALLEN ANGELS †. 

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I want to grow up not because i hate my parents or want to get out of home but because i want the freedom to do tiny things like decided what furniture goes in my house and what colour the walls are and if i should go out at night rather than stay in doing work for once I want to decide what music to play in my own home while i’m cooking or cleaning and how loud it is. I want to experience the world without a barrier and to be able to express who i am through the little details.

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