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@nobxdies
you are surrounding all my surroundings ;
sounding down the mountain range of my left-side brain
*fights the urge to insert the 'surprise bitch' gif*
but ayyyyyy so i've been thinking a lot these past few days and i've decided to move alex here because he's probably my favorite character i've ever played and idk i started missing him and all the ships i created with him so if u still want to rp w/ him he'll be over here now!!!!
[sighs]
sorry for not being on
its not even that i lost my muse or anything its just
i dont really... find roleplaying as fun as i used to.....
and i try to write replies but i cant because im not having fun and it feels like work
and its not any of your faults - everyone i rp with is absolutely perfect and wonderful and lovely
but im just not enjoying myself like i used to and that pushes me away
idk guys
i might delete
dont hate me please
[SCREAMS AT THE SUN]
FUCK
"—-…I m-mean, I’m a-absolutely the wrong p-person for this, because I’ll b-be a blushing m-mess."
{ So reassuring, Benny. }
"—-But s-sure."
"Oh shush up. I like it when you blush."
{ Cue the smirk as his finger strum the first couple of chords on his acoustic guitar. Alex closes his eyes and begins to sing. }
"Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?"
First Try by Brendon Urie (age 14)
This town just wasn’t made for two But when the streets they call my name, what can I do? There’s a place I’d like to visit there someday And if you decline my invitation, what can I say? What can I say? What can I say? When the corner light is dimmed on the street And all the faces looked confused on those you meet Tell your friends that I’ll be dead when you read this Tell them I couldn’t take the pain of loneliness Of loneliness Of loneliness I am feeling low And I’m singing in my sleep when you’re around, will you comfort me? I’ll dream of you And the smile that you give, to me You give to me You give to me It’s the same thing everyday Because we run out of things to say If you’re gone and me not here It kind of sheds a different light on the whole year On the whole year On the whole year I am feeling good And I’m singing in my sleep when you’re around, will you comfort me? I’ll dream of you And the smile that you give, to me You give to me You give to me You give to me
“There’s the idea that you can’t truly know happiness unless you know sadness. So how can you really heal yourself until you’ve hurt yourself.”
the baby is coming? | calex
Courtney honestly can’t believe Alex can still big her up — but he does and she’s so grateful because walking a few steps only puts her in even more pain. She can tell she’s already worried Alex and that’s definitely not what she wanted to do, she needs him to be calm while she goes through this. But Alex has always been a worry-wort, so she might as well not complain. “Trust me, baby, I’m not going to give birth until I get my epidural and Ryan will stay inside of me until I get one no matter what.” Her hand grips his tighter as he swerves around the car. “Hey, baby — chill out and be careful, please? It’s not that—shit,” her words cut off as another contraction comes, and the brunette clenches her jaw in pain. “Fucking fuck, forget what I said and drive like you’re in a Fast and Furious movie or something. Aren’t deep breaths for when you’re giving birth? Holy shit why did they never say how bad this actually fucking hurts? God dammit.”
He can't really chill out. His fiancée is about to give birth. He's about to be a dad. Holy shit. This is happening. Alex throws a quick worried glance at Courtney before looking back on the road. He gives a small squeeze to her hand and speeds up. "We're almost there, baby. Maybe a couple more minutes." He keeps squeezing her hand as they breeze down the street and before he knows it, he's pulling into the hospital parking lot. He swiftly parks and turns his car of, throwing his keys into his pocket before running around the car to pick up Courtney from the passenger side. Then he practically sprints into the E.R, gaining worried looks and stares from the people inside. "My fiancée is giving birth. I need help - like now!" He yells and all the nurses quickly rush to his side. He helps them sit Courtney in a wheelchair but a doctor pulls him back as they take her away to a room. He begins asking Alex when her water broke and how long she's been having contractions. "Uh, like twenty minutes ago maybe? She was having contractions in the car but can I - can I go in with her?" Alex runs a hand through his hair just as the doctor says he's free to go in. He bursts through the door and quickly rushes to Courtney's side. "How are you feeling baby?"
the low point of my blogging career
"Am I doing this right?" I don't think you're doing it right.
Brendon’s moves in “Ready To Go” appreciation post
look what I found in NYC. thanks for taking a selfie with my phone ya doofus
Is that how mortals sound when they are… Intoxicated? I beg your forgiveness if I’m wrong. Being new can be sort of a burden for the impatient ones. I blame it on my inappropriate sense of humor.
What are marshmallows, sir?
{ And cue the utter confusion }
"Uh —- well, no I'm not drunk. This is just... how I am, you know? I like to think of silly things. Marshmallows are... well they're these little white sugary things that you eat. They taste really good with chocolate and graham crackers. Wait —- how do you not know what marshmallows are?"
”Mad would be anybody’s like, natural reaction. Trap doors are sketchy as heck. It’d be even better if they were Lucky Charms marshmallows, oh my god.”
"Lucky Charms marshmallows are literally God's gift to humanity. Damn it now I want to go make a trap door that leads you to a pile of marshmallows Let's go make one."
I ;LITERALLY JUST STARTED CRYING OH MY GOD IM SO PROUD OF HIM
I hope 2014 will be punk rock.
