RECKLESS JUST ENOUGH.

you're not what i asked for, if i'm HONEST i know i would give it all back for a chance to start over and rewrite an ending or two, for the girl that i knew who was RECKLESS ( just enough ! ) who gets hurt but who leans how to TOUGHEN UP when she's bruised and gets u s e d by a man who can't love

[lilibeths]

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me: *suddenly turns really cold* person: whats wrong :/ what happened me: nothin. just thinkin bout that time u hurt me 2 months ago on thursday at 2:36 pm. bye

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if I was a flower I’d be a rose somebody stepped on a few times

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( * madisxns !

“so what are you thinking?  serial killer?  pervert stalker?  drug deal gone bad?  or secret lover out for revenge?  don’t be shy tell me.  why do you think lisa was murdered?”  she was curious and interested in talking about it even if societal norms said that she should give people time to grieve or whatever.  did it ever occur to anyone that this was how she was grieving?  honestly the guidance counselor was a hack.

✰*ﾟ—– god, this town needs to learn something about sensitivity. still, no matter how many times the people of iris hollow brazenly express their thoughts on the matter, nina is no less surprised, and it’s made clear; if she ever wants her eyebrows back, she may have to peel them off the ceiling.  ❛ i ----- are you tactless by profession, or is it just a hobby ? ❜ she asks, no annoyance in her voice, just sheer bemusement. 

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( * adriicna !

“yes, it’s terribly sad.” adriana agreed. she was thoroughly bored with talking about lisa fucking meyers. all the attention she was getting made adriana wonder what it would be like to fake her own death, and start new somewhere else, maybe she’d finally outshine lisa. but she had regard that would stop her doing that alone. creating a new life sounded good, but only if she got to share it with someone else. as it became a meaningless thought, she tuned back into the conversation and only half listened to the other person fill the silence before cutting them off. “do you ever think about your own death??”

✰*ﾟ—– nina, too, is done with talking about lisa, at least for now. but her reluctance to talk so casually about her is out of protection of her heart, and not annoyance. besides, over the last week, nina has learnt that a lot of people aren’t shy when it comes to their lack of remorse for a girl who won’t see her eighteenth birthday. they have no shame over not mourning a child.  ❛ yeah, well, there’s --- not a lot we can do, really, so ---- ❜ her words are drifting away, a single shoulder lifting, when she’s interrupted; her words weren’t exactly revolutionary, so she doesn’t mind the question being asked over them.  ❛ constantly, ❜ she says, with what could only be described as HUMOUR in her voice. the death of lisa --- seeing how many wept at her funeral, the effect she had on their little town, the number of bouquets left at the crime scene --- should make her realise that if she were to die, the reaction would be the same, but the events of the last week have, in fact, done quite the opposite. the question doesn’t concern her; surely it’s only normal for adriana to wonder such a thing at this time.   ❛ you ? ❜

[deadeight]

A place is only as good as the people you know in it. I… I think this is a pretty good place

[lisamycrs]

★━ OCTOBER 3RD, 2014

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( * lisamycrs !

for the first time, she understood why her parents were so adamant about her staying away from the trailer parks. sure, she’s heard plenty of stories on the news about men who thought that women were merely objects and didn’t take ‘no’ for answer, but she found it hard to believe that someone could be so cruel and so objectifying of a human being. and never in a million years did she think that she’d find herself in this horrible situation. even though she’s come a bit out of her shell in the past month and has done things she’d never even speak of out loud, right now, she couldn’t muster up the strength to even yell for help. it was like she was paralyzed and all of her screams got caught in the back of her throat and all she could feel were the man’s rough hands against her soft skin and his facial hair scratching at her face. she was only fourteen years old, school hadn’t taught her how to handle situations like this. she squeezed her eyes shut tight and before she knew it, she was able to breathe again as the man’s weight was removed from her. her eyes widened in shock as she looked at the petite blonde who pulled the man away from her. her breath hitched in her throat as she waited for his reaction, terrified at what his retaliation would be. but, much to her surprise, the man simply rolled his eyes at the two and stumbled away. the breath she was holding immediately released as she sank down to the floor in relief, her hand over her heart as she tried to catch her breathing. “i-i’m fine. my face is just…just itchy from his beard but h-he didn’t get far enough.” she said looking at the girl, managing a small smile of gratitude. “thank you. you could have gotten hurt from what you did, but you did it anyway, so thank you.”

✰*ﾟ—– nina drops to a crouch to join her, but doesn’t get too close. in hindsight, a shove from a small blonde could’ve been what worsened the situation; the pair of them are extremely lucky. she nods, full of sympathy but free of pity ---- thorhill isn’t the ‘wrong side of town’ for no reason; it has its perks, but its dangers often outweigh them. still, nina can’t exactly scold the girl for being here.  ❛ yeah, that’s kinda what made it stupid, ❜ she admits in reply to the stranger’s gratitude; maybe ‘brave but idiotic’ should be her new motto.  ❛ but --- you probably would’ve done the same, ❜ she shrugs a single shoulder, not knowing if that’s true of not. plenty of people would’ve sped up their pace and kept walking, but nina refuses to be one of them.  ❛ i dunno. i --- i didn’t think, ❜ she shakes her head, but there’s no regret there, not even for a second. she isn’t one to judge --- she’s really in no place to --- but the girl doesn’t seem sober to her, and more importantly, she doesn’t seem familiar.  ❛ you’re not from round here, are ya ? ❜

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( * fateskewed !

there’s an entire rack of clothing that lies before her, unorganized and shuffled. before the end of her shift, which is in thirty minutes, the fifty of so items have to be moved back to the appropriate places and she’s just so ready to get home that the task seems almost impossible. regardless, larsen begins to move pieces around, organizing them by their location in the store. attempting to make the job as easy on herself as possible, she continues grabbing at pieces, taking them to the correct spot. as she neared the end of her shift as well as closing in on completing the task, a bell rings, informing her of a presence to the store. with a bright smile forming to her lips and her posture straighting, blue hues move to the door. ‘ hello, welcome to pandora’s closet. ’

✰*ﾟ—– if she’s honest, clothes shopping isn’t something nina necessarily enjoys. self expression through one’s wardrobe is something she’s interested in, but the active BUYING of outfits borderlines on laborious. if she could wake up one morning with a wardrobe full of clothing in her style, then she’d be happy, and in this case, it may be easier if she had two of everything. nina feels as though she’s been on her feet all day and never in the same place for long, a thousand things being done --- none of them working, mind you; it’s not only her day off, but her work schedule has also been loosened slightly since the ninth. if she doesn’t work, she may lose the plot entirely, but the rules are less strict -------- it’s the kind thing to do. a visit to pandora’s closet is the last on her long list of things to get done today, so when she enters the shop, she’s a little out of breath, but is met with a warm smile that she mirrors.  ❛ hi. can you help me ? browsing’s not --- really my thing. i have this --- uh, i dunno what you’d call it, like... denim overall romper-y dress things, ❜  her vague gestures to her own body, implying where said ‘denim overall romper dress thing’ falls on her, aren’t very helpful.  ❛ and my sister’s got her eye on it, but i can’t remember where the hell i got it, and ---- to be honest, i’d rather get her one of her own before she steals mine, so i was wondering if you had anything even...vaguely similar ? ❜