Bring me to life;

On my knees, dim lighted room. Thoughts free flow try to consume myself in this. I'm not faithless, just paranoid of getting lost or that I might lose. Ignorance is bliss - cherish it. Pretty neighborhoods. You learn too much to hold, believe it not. And fight the tears with pretty smiles and lies. Bless your little heart, you poor thing.

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2012 | Red

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now we got bad blood

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In silent screams, in wildest dreams I never dreamed of this.

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casually slides back in like i never disappeared (again)

oops hi im sorry love me

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numerosus replied to your post “+ “Do you honestly hate me?”

"I don’t understand… Then why do you constantly say you do?"

“Because if I told you the truth.. we’ll both be doomed.” 

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"Why would we? Sometimes Evan, honesty is the best policy."

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+

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I guess now it’s time it announce my big news. I’m gonna be a mummy! I’m 12 weeks & 1 day and due September time. You can say this is one of the main reasons why I haven’t been on Tumblr that much. But yeah… eep! Surprise I guess?! :D

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just woke up after falling asleep at 7pm. I'm knackered u don't even understand

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Anonymously send me '+' and a question and my muse has to answer honestly no matter how uncomfortable it makes them

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im so tired cry

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Kitchen Madness | Bella & Cee

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"Oh, no, this is all part of the reason that I have to be nice to him; he has no family. Apart from a sister or something. Why is that my problem? And why does that mean he gets to have mine? Seriously, he said that my parents liked him more than they liked me. Fucker." Again, she winces. She gives the mixture another good meeting, her nose crinkling up and she thinks too much. She was actually upset by that! He made out that she never calls her parents! She calls her dad more than she calls Elias sometimes, also, she does call her mother, and it’s the worst phone call she makes all week but she still does it. Cee abandons the mixture, taking a breath. "Your dad loves you, you know. A lot. A lot, a lot." She likes that too, she doesn’t want Elias to be the sort who doesn’t think about his kids at all, it’s not good for anything— oh god, she can’t even think about it, babies seriously creep her out. 

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        "To me, he sounds like a spoiled brat. Why has your brother not done anything? That’s horrid. He should at least say for him to be civil with you for his sake. Or not stand for them comments at all. If Jared’s fiancee ever said that I’m pretty sure he and Elias would kick her straight onto the street.” Oh she was ranting now! This didn’t happen that often. Just like Cecelia, Bella winces. It was weird hearing somebody say that her father loved her. Nobody was brave enough to get involved in the Moore war. She had a lot of respect for Cecelia because of that. “I know he does,” She sighs, placing the baking trays on the other counter. It was just so complicated. Bella had grown up learning to hate him so it was hard to accept the man back into her life. “I am trying. But it’s going to take a lot more than movie nights, kittens and little trinkets brought back from his trips. It’s like he’s trying to buy back my love and affection. But that doesn’t work for me.”

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"My love, you do know that New York is five hours ahead, do not call me at four in the morning," she laughed. She’d done a lot of laughing since Bella had arrived; the Moore’s brought out a happier her. She didn’t look her best, makeup removed, lighting all funny, and the angle that the camera looked at her could not be helped, but she didn’t mind. Elias had seen her in such a state close up, over a camera didn’t matter. "What did you do today?" 

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"Oh I’m sorry my sweet. I meant six pm your time. It’s been a long tiring day, I probably barely make any sense." His fingers ran through his dirty blond locks - in desperate need of a hair cut but he never got the time anymore. Not to mention he needed a shave. Boy was a tiny part of him relieved Cecelia couldn’t see him like this in person. He was a mess. A tired smile spread across his lips, gazing at how beautiful she always looked. "Work. Like always. And missing a certain lady. I think you may know her." He grinned. "How has your day been? I hope better than mine,"

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He could hear her voice in his head, and he thought it was just a hallucination from the blood loss. “Phoebe… I-I’m sorry…” James mumbled as he rolled onto his side. The Irishman curled up into a ball, finding that the pain wasn’t as bad when he was curled up. “Phoebe… Sh-she’s gonna be so pissed… I’m late…” Pulling his phone out, he fumbled with it for a moment trying to find her number before he dialed it and waited.

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She could hear him more clearly now. Her love in pain - desperate. Nobody was allowed to make him like that. No one. Phoebe sprinted down each pathway until she could hear his heavy breathing in a secluded alley way. She wasn't sure if who or whatever made him like this was still there but she didn't care. "Baby?--fuck, James I'm here. Where are you?" The darkness made her vision impaired but she would find him. She had too.

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The grinding motion went straight down his body in a rush, hitting his veins he had pressed his lips together, knowing he couldn’t walk away now. Not giving it a second thought he took his belt off with his pants soon following before his hands returned to the female’s skin. Hearing the question, his eyes had darkened for a second, pausing to think over the question before a small sigh had left his mouth. “I want you. I hate myself for it.” Evan had paused, his hand working its way to Bella’s thigh before looking back into her eyes.”..But I do.” He had added whilst moving closer to her, his lips finding her neck. 

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Bella always knew when it got to this certain extent — her body on fire at his every touch — she could never bring herself to walk away either. It was Evan. The boy she hated yet for some reason wanted to spend all her time with. Innocent eyes watched his movements, her own hands fumbling with the buttons to her blouse. It was only fair she’d do the same. Upon hearing his words, Bella paused for a moment. He hated himself for it? No, she didn’t want that. Her dainty hands caressed his cheek, subconsciously her hips continuing to grind against his — she couldn’t help it. “Please don’t hate yourself. There’s no reason too,” Her eyes fluttered shut, neck tilting and nails dragging down to his shoulders. “Mm—I want you too Evan. I want you so badly but I don’t… I don’t want you to hate yourself,”