don't give up on me

Loving someone who doesn’t love you back is like killing yourself without actually dying.

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everettismss:

“What? You mean soccer moms in yoga pants aren’t your thing? I don’t know man there are quite a few milf’s I’ve seen around.”

“hey, man, that just means that there are more for you.”

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alexander-stafford:

Alexander nodded, taking in a deep breath and trying to calm his racing heart, and stop his trembling hands as he listened to the other speak, trying to stay focused on the words as the mind-numbing panic and fear began to fade. “I am s-so sorry,” he managed when he could finally speak again.

ronan shook his head. “no, don’t be sorry. you didn’t do anything wrong.” he wanted to hug the boy’s anxiety away, but figured that would just make it worse. “do you wanna talk about it? or just.. i can drive you somewhere, if you want.”

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alexander-stafford:

Alexander was still locked in his attack. At the felling of hands on his shoulders, he gasped loudly, holding his hands in front of his face and trying to beat back the invisible attacker only he could see, but eventually the sound of the other’s voice broke through the haze in his brain and he met his eyes, still shaking.

ronan backed up and let the other go so that he wouldn’t be hit. once they made eye contact again, ronan offered a sympathetic smile. “hey. you’re alright, see? nothin’ bad here.” he didn’t know what had caused that panic attack, but he knew that trying to root the person in the present and their safety could help.

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alexander-stafford:

“Stop calling me a kid! I’m – I’m not –” But something in Ronan’s words had resonated a little too strongly in Xander. He wanted to make things change but he was trapped and his chest was starting to feel tight. He didn’t realize he’d shut his eyes but all he could see and hear in front of him was blood. All the blood. And the terrifyingly loud sound of gunshots in his ears and a hand at his throat pinning him to a wall and warning him to keep quiet and all the blood. His heart was beating so fast he could swear it was going to beat out of his chest and he couldn’t breathe.

ronan froze. “hey, hey. c’mere.” he looked around and gently pulled the boy away from anyone that could be watching. he gently shook the other’s shoulders. “hey, open your eyes. look at me. look at me, kid. you’re alright.”

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when ur trying to cheer your friends up bc they’re sad

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ceciliamontgomery:

“ y’know what, with all this talk of coffee shops and fat old lady asses, you owe me a fucking espresso. ”

“hey! fine, fine. order your shit and i’ll pay.”

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oakleywinthrop:

“i’m sure it is.” she laughed, shaking her head. “yeah, for the most part. aren’t your parents hella chill though?” she shrugged. “i’m just waiting ‘til i graduate so i can get out of this place. i’m so done with jefferson, i don’t know how people can live here forever.”

“pretty chill compared to some of the other parents around here.” he smiled. “easier to just stay in one place, i think. you know the people, know the town. plus you can live with your parents until they kick your ass out.”

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lovelyarden:

“that sucks, being in love is the best feeling.”

ronan’s jaw tightened. “it is. until it’s not.”

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eddiegj:

“you? need a self esteem boost? nah.”

ronan grinned. “hey, even someone as amazing as me has their down days.”

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fightermichelle:

“That’s a good idea, and will definitely be my back up if i can‘t get through this myself” 

“i don’t even get why you’re trying in the first place. i haven’t read a book for school in years. too much work.”

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alexander-stafford:

Alexander sighed and shook his head. “No that’s definitely how they’ll hurt someone else. I just – I really don’t want to talk about this. Can we leave it at that?” He pleaded.

“kid, look - shit’s not gonna get better if you don’t do shit. if you do nothing, nothing’ll change.”

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alexander-stafford:

Alexander let out the breath he’d been holding as the stinging sensation faded from the wound on his face. “Yes please,” he said softly, getting up to follow the other. “It’s just…the situation is really complicated. If I tried to get out of it, they’d hurt someone else and I don’t want that.”

ronan lead the way to his car. “care to explain why it’s complicated?” he raised an eyebrow. “you could always tell someone. then they might not be able to hurt anyone else.”

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evgeniisms:

“It doesn’t really matter. Just…something I’ve wondered about.” Of course, he wondered about a lot of things pertaining to his family. He’d all but lost contact with any of them after he was put into the system. “Yeah. Cool. If that’s what you want to call it. Really, it’s pathetic. Can’t stay in one place because no one wants me.”

“i think it’d be worth it to look into.” ronan smiled. “look. it’s not ‘cause no one wants you. okay? get that shit outta your head. the foster system... it just fucking sucks. it’s really just luck. and you gotta remember that a lot of people do it for the cash, so you’re starting at a disadvantage with them anyway.”

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“i’m JOKING— !!“ quinn chuckled, wrapping her brother in a tight hug. she then released, with a skip in her step, she headed towards her brand new mercedes— popping the trunk to open a fake door in the car’s interior. “silver or gold?“ the blonde asked, holding out two rolex watches.

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ronan just rolled his eyes and followed quinn over to her car. he gave an appreciative whistle. “jesus, how can you afford this? where the fuck have you be-” he was cut off when he saw what she was holding, his eyes going wide. “... gold.” 

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alexander-stafford:

“It….not that often. I can usually escape the punches pretty well. Just….bad luck this time, honestly,” he said, forcing the lie to fall easily from his lips. In a way, his history with bullies made him lucky in a way. No one would bat an eye at him being decked by one. It had happened before and it probably would happen again as well. “I appreciate the advice but it isn’t that simple. I wish it was.”

ronan took a deep breath and finished cleaning up around the cut. “i’ve got bandaids in my car if you want one,” he mumbled. “why isn’t it that simple?”

[rhea-donovan]

Michelle sat outside of the bean with a book open in front of them, the book wasn’t really keeping their interest but they knew they needed to finish it for their class. Their cigarette sat in between their fingers slowly getting smaller and smaller as the minutes passed, their coffee lay forgotten as they tried to focus. “Damn it, this book is boring as fuck”

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ronan tilted his head to read the title of the book. “ouch. try sparknotes or somethin’.”