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[darexme-deactivated20150727]

What's my reputation? What do you think when you see my URL?

[bluesmemethings]

Sanders Sides Starters pt. 1

❛  believe it or not I was quite the nerd in school.  ❜

❛  greeting wonderful citizens! and you nerds.  ❜

❛  the important thing to keep in mind is that nobody is perfect. everyone comes with their own flaws.  ❜

❛  are we bringing up your flaws now ? because if so get ready to take a lot of notes.  ❜

❛  you procrastinate a lot, you can be a bit selfish with your food and your other belongings, you’re definitely not the most adventurous person –  ❜

❛  nope! nope we are not talking about fears. I’m well aware of those.  ❜

❛  wow. that was a surprisingly deep and poignant question.  ❜

❛  where do babies come from ? I know it’s got something to do with storks.  ❜

❛  do you know how often you say you can’t cook ? lot’s of times. do you know how often you try to learn how to cook ? zero times !  ❜

❛  your face is scary !  ❜

❛  which we all know is referred to as adultery !  ❜

❛  you’re a real pizza work.  ❜

❛  ta ta ! I wish you the best of luck in your adultery !  ❜

❛  oh I’m sorry was I not wanted at this exact second ?  ❜

❛  what are you doing different ? what are you doing wrong ? what are you forgetting to do ?  ❜

❛  sorry kid but this is what I do.  ❜

❛  he’s severely lacking in the knowledge department.  ❜

❛  I hear what you’re saying and I do care about that, but here’s the thing: I don’t really care about that.  ❜

❛  oh good ! my anxiety ! right on time.  ❜

❛  all these thought and emotions in complete turmoil ? how could I not show up to this party ?  ❜

❛  get over it. you’re the least popular character and you know it.  ❜

❛  curse you for making me laugh !  ❜

❛  uhg. I do not like you.  ❜

❛  give it up. resolutions are nothing more than empty promises to yourself.  ❜

❛  you sicken me. you can’t always rely on a catchy tune to solve your problems !  ❜

❛  you besmirch the name of disney ? this time you have gone too far !  ❜

❛  really ? this is where you draw the line ?  ❜

❛  he was a very busy prince ! he had a lot on his mind !  ❜

❛  it’s totally fine to believe a random stranger when they tell you to jump out the window when they’ve already broken into your house.  ❜

❛  don’t sign a contract without having your mer-lawyer look over all the fine print and stipulations.  ❜

❛  I just wanna support you in everything you do !  ❜

❛  clickbait works (name) !  ❜

❛  I kept disney channel stars from starving !  ❜

❛  I almost died on a disney channel set !  ❜

❛  talk about the food !  ❜

❛  dad jokes, they work every time.  ❜

❛  can you like, stop, for once in your life ?  ❜

❛  I know your limits, that’s all I was saying.  ❜

❛  what issue ? you’re totally fine.  ❜

❛  he literally has dreams that are delusional and highly unrealistic.  ❜

❛  WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT LOVE !?  ❜

❛  I’m not your son.  ❜

❛  bigger house means more dogs !  ❜

❛  I learned so much today !  ❜

❛  roses are red, violets are blue … sunflowers are yellow, tulips come in all sorts of colors, so do roses – I really like flowers – daffodils are also yellow.  ❜

❛  I know big words too ! … saaaxaphone –  ❜

❛  I’ve got an idea ! don’t. don’t even try.  ❜

❛  that’s not how people work.  ❜

❛  I would like to speak from the heart, but hearts don’t have mouths.  ❜

( laughing ) ❛  well, I’m hopelessly crushed.  ❜

❛  not talk about me ?  ❜

❛  you find out what might be making their life difficult …  and you kill it.  ❜

❛  weddings are nothing but outdated, expensive pageantry.  ❜

❛  plus the diamond industry is incredibly unethical.  ❜

❛  stop. you’re upsetting him.  ❜

❛  I am feeling all types of bad.  ❜

❛  I wasn’t trying to help.  ❜

❛  what are you laughing at Hot Topic ?  ❜

❛  you’re implying that you love us !  ❜

❛  I gotta go bury that dragon witch body.  ❜

❛  home maintenance is not a joke.  ❜

❛  I’m a textbook procrastinator.  ❜

❛  didn’t take you for the dress up type.  ❜

❛  NO YOU CAN’T PLAY WITH US.  ❜

❛  did you actually look in a mirror when you put that on ?  ❜

❛  it can’t be a bad video if you never make one.  ❜

❛  when in doubt, remember that everything we do is all pointless anyways.  ❜

❛  bleak, but I appreciate you trying to contribute.  ❜

❛  elementary my dear … daddy.  ❜

❛  who gave him a knife !?  ❜

❛  (name) and I are playing dress up, (name) is making us question our existence and I found a dollar !  ❜

❛  ha ! I like that nickname and I’m gonna use it now.  ❜

❛  how could you do it ? I trusted you.  ❜

( sighs ) ❛  feelings, the bane of my existence.  ❜

❛  is it because I have a dollar and you don’t ?  ❜

❛  I am the cause of this, but I’m also the solution – to a problem I have caused and will inevitably resolve.  ❜

❛  am I in a paradoxical loop where I endlessly generate a problem and try to solve it like a snake devouring its own tail in order to satiate its hunger !?  ❜

❛  that was dark even for me.  ❜

❛  shush and make a face of agreement like everyone else.  ❜

❛  don’t screw it up !  ❜

❛  you … never want me to stick around …  ❜

❛  MOTHER F–  ❜

❛  get me out of here please. I need to leave.  ❜

❛  bippity boppity boo-yah !  ❜

❛  that’s one of those outbursts that we internalize.  ❜

❛  I know you intended to hurt my feelings, but I AM JUST SO DARN PROUD OF YOU THAT YOU MADE A DAD JOKE !  ❜

❛  I also still maintain my MySpace page. it’ll bounce back.  ❜

❛  I usually go and sit on a surface that isn’t meant to be sat on because when tomorrow comes I will be faced with even more challenges and I am too overwhelmed to be worrying about what ‘is’ and ‘is not’ a chair.  ❜

❛  I basically just listen to The Campfire Song Song from Spongebob on repeat.  ❜

❛  well that was thoroughly and utterly disappointing.  ❜

❛  you know what ? I am done ! I am done here. I am done with all of you.  ❜

❛  he misused the word infinitesimal last week !  ❜

❛  don’t patronize me.  ❜

[dafne-keen]

Bad shit happens to people I care about. You understand me? 
Then I’ll be fine.

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prcmiiise:

          “ SORRY– ” MIKE APOLOGIZES, QUICKLY. TRYING to cause her the least amount of pain possible. after she seemed stable enough, mike moved over to grab his bike and start wheeling it back to his garage, mel in tow. he knew he shouldn’t have let her try that on her own so quickly. maybe if he had waited just a LITTLE BIT LONGER, that wouldn’t have happened. “ huh? ” mike’s torn out of his thoughts, looking back at her and meeting her gaze. “ oh… yeah… i just wish it didn’t. ”

          HE DOESN’T SAY ANYTHING ELSE until they’re back in the house and explaining the situation to his mother. first thing she does is suggest that they tell mel’s mother, but upon MUCH persistence, she doesn’t call her, and rather, agrees to take the two of them up to the clinic. mike didn’t know WHAT they were going to do. what if mel’s arm really was BROKEN and needed a cast or something? he tried not to think about that however, as he sat in the back of the car with her, twiddling his thumbs.

     she was nervous about telling mike’s mom and let him do all of the talking, simply stood behind him holding onto her BROKEN arm. the tears that had broke forth after the accident were now dried to her face. dirt and leaves, even a few twigs, clung to the jacket and her jeans- remnants of what happened. it seemed like something so simple, falling off a bike, but it was much more for a girl who had never touched a bike and who had just gone outside for the first time ever a month ago.

     the woman agrees to not call melanie’s mother and she is relieved, but not so much after a clinic is mentioned. quietly she climbs into the car and waits patiently as they drive down the roads, her eyes going from the floor to the window to the ceiling of the car. she was trying to ignore the knot in her stomach, the one bundled of nerves and anxiety and fear. but she had to. mike already felt so bad that she couldn’t let him know how she was REALLY feeling. soon, eyes look to her friend.   “ mike, ”   the girl murmurs in a low voice, ignoring the pain she felt and her nerves,   “ it’s gonna be okay. i’ll be fine. ”

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prcmiiise:

          MIKE’S TRYING HIS BEST NOT to panic. if her arm is broken then they needed to get help! even if not a word gets said to her mother, SOMETHING has to get done. he can’t just do NOTHING after all. so, with some hesitance, he looks around to see if anyone had been around to notice, but with no one in sight, he turns back to mel. “ i– i won’t say anything, but… we have to do SOMETHING– ” he’s looking her over, a pang of guilt shooting through him. he shouldn’t have asked her to do this. “ maybe… m-maybe my mom can do something—– ” even if HER mom didn’t learn of this, an adult NEEDED to be notified.           “ OKAY, LOOK, I’M GONNA HELP you up, okay? ” they couldn’t just SIT HERE forever. so, gently, he reaches over, mindful of her injured arm, grabbing onto her other one, and helping her to her feet. at least she could still walk. he didn’t really trust himself to try to cry her anyway. upper body strength had never really been something that he had. “ okay, let’s get back inside, ” he says, moving over to grab his bike and pick it up off the ground. maybe this had been a bad idea; mike wondered if he’d ever be able to try again. at this rate, he doubted it.

     god, she could only imagine what would happen if her mother found out about this. it took enough time and begging to convince her to allow melanie out into the world and just a couple weeks after she gets hurt? she’d be locked back in the house and NEVER let out again. but she trusted mike to not tell the woman. she trusted him more than anything. he could tell his mother or someone else and all would be fine. just not her own, please, no.

     as he helped her get up, the girl wince’s and let’s out a small cry of pain. it wasn’t his fault, though. it was the bike. no way did she blame him  for this or for pushing her to go onto the bike. all he wanted was for her to have a normal childhood and have some fun. but, circumstances had other plans.   “ it’s not your fault, ”   the girl murmurs to him in a low voice, eyes looking from the ground to his face. she knew he had to be blaming himself. but she couldn’t allow himself to blamed.   “ a-accident happen. ”

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prcmiiise:

          MIKE BLINKS IN SURPRISE WHEN she insists on doing this on her own. he’s not sure that it’s such a good idea, but he lets her have a go. unfortunately, he realizes what a mistake THAT WAS as she begins to lose control. his eyes go WIDE and he’s immediately chasing after her. in a few last attempts to try to save her from crashing he calls, “ MEL! PEDAL! ” hands rise up to cup around his mouth. “ PEDAL—–!! ” but it’s too late, and she’s crashed. at least she landed in the grass.           MIKE’S BY HER SIDE IN an instant. crouching down next to her, he reaches out for her, but he doesn’t actually TOUCH her in fear of hurting her, seeing as how she already appears to be a lot of pain. “ is– is it broken? ” he asks, not bothering to ask her if she’s ‘okay’ when it’s obvious that she ISN’T. “ god, mel– i… i am SO SORRY—– ”

       The girl kicks the bike off of her as best as she can, scooting back slightly away from it in the grass. However one of her arms is wrapped around her body and she is hunched over as though protecting it...for she was. All the pain that she felt on her body was in her left arm and it even drove her to forming tears in her eyes. Now she’d gotten hurt in her life before, scrapes and bruises here and there, but NOTHING compared to this.

       As Mike comes to her side, Melanie instantly moves closer to him. Yes, this was his idea and it had put her in such a spot but he was the only person who could help her- since he was her best and only friend.   “ I...I don’t know. It HURTS. ”   She responds in a low voice, trying to move her arm. It only pulled a cry from deep in her chest, teeth grinding together.   “ Don’t tell my mom. Don’t...She’ll kill me. ”

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noasthma:

* “ I’LL TAKE IT . Just make sure Sonia doesn’t scatter my ashes anywhere weird . ”

                                            “ i’ll make SURE she picks some place like an abandoned warehouse or maybe a sewage plant. ”

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noasthma:

* “ JUST OKAY ? Gee , thanks . ”

     “ FINE. I’d kind of miss you. ”

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prcmiiise:

     “ you got this, ” he tries to reassure her, offering a light smile. “ i believe      in you. ” of course, the only way to know for sure if she could do it was to      TRY IT. so, there’s a small pause before he’s reaching over to help steady      the bike; one hand gripping one of the handlebars, the other holding onto      the back of the seat. he glances up at her, meeting her gaze as he asks,      “ ready? ” another pause and he’s slowly beginning to move her forward,      doing his best to minimize the wobbling.      “ you just have to find your balance and pedal, ” he instructs as they      move along. a small part of him almost humors the thought of letting her      try with TRAINING WHEELS first. it’s a bit too late for that now, anyway.      he speeds up a little bit, making it easier for the bike to balance as well.      “ see? ” he asks, glancing between her and the road in front of them.      “ s’not so bad, huh? ”

     with mike holding tightly to the bike, she actually didn’t feel that BAD. it was fun to feel the slight wind hit her in the face and the bumpiness of the ground beneath. hell, there was even a slight smile that was rising onto the girl’s lips. it was rare for her to ever make some sort of sign of joy after being forced to do something. but this was different. this was fun and she was doing it here with one of her friends.

     “let me try!” mel cheers, reaching over and removing his hand. but her feet forget to petal and the road curves downward, sending melanie careening down the street. without mike there she begins to panic and finds herself moving towards the edge of the road, the bike sliding off into the grass. mel flies off the bike and lands on her arm, letting out a call of pain.

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noasthma:

* “ I HOPE YOU LIKED KNOWING ME WHILE I WAS ALIVE . Because my mom’s gonna kill me when I get home . ” // open .

     “ you were OKAY while you were alive. hope your mom doesn’t kill you. ”

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fearsgerms:

eddie  was  there  to  pick  up  his  medication  –  it  was  the  only  time  his  mother  had  let  him  out  of  the  house  since  he  had  broken  his  arm.  swinging  open  the  pharmacy  door,  his  eyes  widened,  startled.  ❛  oh,  sorry,  ❜  he  murmured,  stepping  back  from  the  threshold  to  allow  the  girl  to  go  through.  he  had  seen  her  before,  he  thought,  but  the  two  had  never  actually  SPOKEN.  he  figured,  though,  that  this  wasn’t  necessarily  the  time  to  change  that.  besides,  it  was  a  little  awkward  to  strike  up  a  conversation  in  the  pharmacy.  so  he  simply  held  the  door  open  for  her  (  with  his  BROKEN  arm  ),  and  averted  his  focus  to  the  ground.  ❛  here.  ❜ 

     she wasn’t expecting him to open the door for her or hold it, causing a slight look of CONFUSION on her face. they had passed one another many a time before in the store but never spoke, never met eyes, and never even moved near one another. so this was so different. quietly melanie tries to rush out the door to get away from him, to get back home, but her toe catches the lip of the door and sends her falling to the cement sidewalk. the pill bottle in her hand escapes and goes careening to the ground just as she, rolling away down the sidewalk. the girl let’s out a slight whimper as she lifts her hands to see fresh cuts on her left one and already she can feel blood sink into her jeans, causing the rough denim to stick to her leg. normally she would just get up and run off but there’d be a witness, which made this all worse.

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     she was moving through the halls of the school, backpack tight on her back and feet moving quickly down the halls. all melanie wanted to do was get to her classroom and sit down before she lost everything in her bag. but, of course, fate wasn’t going to let that happen. one of the straps on her backpack snapped in half, since it was hanging on by a mere thread. her bag slides off of her back and to the ground, the open pocket causing her supplies to fall all over the ground.

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prcmiiise:

     mike’s not above using PUPPY-DOG EYES, if he has to, and he’s      DANGEROUSLY CLOSE to resorting to it, but thankfully, she caves,      resulting in a grin from mike. “ one try’s all we need, ” he nods,      already heading for the stairs. “ c’mon! ” he calls behind him as she      ascends the steps, moving through the house and out to the garage      to grab his bike.      pushing it out into his driveway, he glances up at the sky. a little      cloudy, but if it ever decides to rain, he’s sure they’ll be done before      it starts pouring down. glancing back at mel when she finally joins      him, he smiles and pats the seat of his bike.      “ you ready? ” he asks, though he already suspects what her      response to that will be. “ it’s not so hard. and i’ll hold on as long      as you need me to. ”

She wasn’t sure WHY she agreed to do this, why she would put herself in such a predicament that could easily lead to injury. Maybe it was because Melanie really did trust Mike with her LIFE at this point. Now, that might be a drastic statement for someone so young but it was true. He’d been nothing but helpful and kind to her, pushing her just slightly out of her comfort zone but not to the point where she would panic. Just enough push.

As she steps outside, the girl stops a short distance from the bike with eyes boring down on the two-wheeled devil’s trap.   “ Mike, I... ”   She wants to back out and run away, to go back into her little blanket cave in the basement but she didn’t want to let him down.

So, a deep breath is taken and she steps forward towards the bike, carefully climbing on. It rocks slightly but she trusts Mike to hold it steady, even looking to him for guidance.

[paranoiafull-blog]

so i’ve decided my halloween costume: EDDIE KASPBRAK.