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I thought “you know it’s munday lets give it a go” So here I am. I hope everyone has a bombastic day!
send a symbol to give my muse...
○: a hug ●: a kiss (feel free to specify where) □: a flower crown ■: a nudge in the side ♤: an uncomfortably long stare ♡: a hair ruffling ♢: a push from behind ♧: a backhand slap ☆: a fronthand slap ¤: a book to read 》: a pat on the back ¡: an apology ¿: a gift
((Wish I didn't leave my TABLET AT SCHOOL.))
Until Dawn | Sam’s Sneak Attack
Josh must be so upset
I WANT TO DRAW
If people want like this post and I will draw your muse!
Hook line and sinker, for every little stinker
STARTER CALL!!
((Like for a starter!! I don’t have anything going so I thought this would be cool!))
bros having a relaxing night-in and maybe other things?
((well the chat was kinda a bust.... Maybe next time.))
ANGSTY FUCKIN' SENTENCE STARTERS
“I appreciate what you’re trying to do, but you’re just making this worse.” “I don’t think we have anything left to say to each other.” “Are you happy? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!” “This isn’t the end. Just the part where I say enough is enough.” “Stop. Just…stop.” “You have a lot of nerve saying ‘Hello’ like nothing happened.” “I’d say ‘give me one good reason to stay’ but I already know the reasons. I just have better reasons to go.” “I’m sorry…we didn’t make it in time. They’re gone.” “You said you’d always be there for me…so how did this happen? Why weren’t you there?” “There will never be anyone else like you…if I’m very lucky.” “What, you thought you deserved better than a voice message?” “What did you do?” “How much have you had?” “That isn’t water in that bottle, is it.” “I can’t stand watching you destroy yourself like this.” “Didn’t it occur to you that you’re hurting me, too?!” “This can’t keep happening.” “The only good part about being alone is that I don’t wake anyone up when I start screaming at night.” “Holy shit–did you do that?!” “How long have you been doing this to yourself?” “I don’t want help. I just want the pain to stop.” “I just can’t stand being alone anymore.” “Please, don’t tell anyone.” “I can’t stand to lose anything else.” “I’m hurting you too much…you should leave.” “Some things just aren’t worth fighting for.” “I don’t even know why you pretend to care anymore.”
leT HIM PLAY WITH THE DOG
((Sorry i have been away i have been having some mental issues that have been distracting... hopefully i can get back at joshin it up soon))
worried starters
trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )
“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”
ᴏɴʟy yᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇꜱ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱ ᴜ ʀ ᴠ ɪ ᴠ ᴇ.
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Josh ignores Mikes calls. He has to find them. HE has to. Josh is running all over the place shouting out Hannah and Beth’s names. He’s looking for clues. He goes on like this for around a hour non-stop. His throat it rubbed raw and panic and dread are just oozing off of his face. He sits in the snow breathing heavy. He has no idea know what to do. He’s soaked sitting there in the snow head in hands defeated.
Somewhere along the way Mike loses track of Josh, but he finds him sitting in the snow, soaking his legs, panicking as much as Mike is. He doesn’t blame him, but… god.
“Josh. Come on, dude, get up.” He crouches down to offer assistance, maybe a hug. He doesn’t know. “It’s not gonna help anyone if you get frostbite, okay?”
Josh makes no move to get up. What does it matter if I get frostbite?....” He’s muttering his voice dead pan. “ What does it matter..... Hannah and Beth are gone.. Probably dead... It’s all my fault...”