YOU ARE THE REASON
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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we're not kids anymore.
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@shittysider
#SHITTYSIDER. an independent & selective deena johnson from netflix’s fear street trilogy (2021). highly triggering content & 18+. written by rey, 23, he / they. low to medium activity at times. ( EST in july 2021 ). minors & personal blogs dni.
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Erin Kellyman as Karli Morgenthau The Falcon and the Winter Soldier | 1.04
down with the goodes
feeling insane time to pick up a fear street book again
“youre so mean” if you guys werent fucking stupid i wouldnt have to be mean to you. change starts with you
shittysider:
the offer practically made deena’s head perk up like a meerkat. god, finally. she motioned for cassie to lead her towards the van as the sentence ‘i’m not gonna help you run away’ echoed throughout her head. this was like a trial for running away. a long drive that possibly led outside of shadyside for a few moments. one day, it’ll be longer. “ lead the way miss tax fraud. ” she exhaled deeply, pushing her hair out of her face. i could never lie to you even if i wanted to. is what deena wanted to say. but she doesn’t “ so the divine, huh. that makes me sound way cooler than i am. ”
with a smile thick enough to pass for honey (but never quite as sweet, no matter how much she twists herself through thorn - bushes and beehives), she points in the direction of her car. it’s a janky looking van with the sort of thick carpet in the back that tries to make everything a little more homely: it doesn’t work too well, but she doesn’t care. it’s the only thing that’s entirely hers. ‘‘ that is so not a flattering nickname, ’’ she laughs, brushing her hair over her shoulder as she opens up the door, giving a little bow to deena as she invites her inside. showmanship was a rike specialty. ‘‘ where do you wanna go, the divine? ’’
“ the edge of town. i want a little trial for escaping this hellhole. ” her mood immediately shifted as she climbed into the van. she was glad to get out of town for a little while without cass coming up with the many ( justified ) reasons while living in shittyside. ‘oh my car has a flat tire’ or ‘i don’t have gas money.’ deena stole a glance from the back of the van, the carpet catching her eye. “ so... this is like your own mystery machine, huh? minus the color and all of that other shit. ”
Scream (1996) dir. Wes Craven
my parents were like im going to make a daughter that is so beyond help
me: h—
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🪓 𝙰𝚂𝙺 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴 — i kind of feel closer to you than i do anyone in the world. — < @shittysider >
𝙽𝙾𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙶𝙸𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙺𝙸𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙽, & the mood is mellow. it’s aura in every chipped mug & stain in the crevices of 70s floor tile. she wishes she could remember her as she is here forever, late august sun seeping through what light ziggy allows past the blinds, deena sitting in front of her in the way deena does: pretzeled in her mom’s dining chair, her hair a curled waterfall perfect around the shape of her face & shoulders as youngest berman chews on grapes until they’re soft & warm. she’s admired in an elder sister kind way, the sentiment wanting to press past her teeth, spoken earnestly. but they don’t. ❝ you don’t mean that. ❞ an immediate response, one without much thought. she means it, too, unable to fathom anyone caring about her beyond furled fists & drunken confessions. ❝ 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙴. it’s rude. ❞
she thought about screaming at the top of her lungs as she shifted around. deena studied ziggy’s face for a minute, trying to figure out if this was another ‘i’m fucking with you.’ conversation. “ what makes you think that i’m lying? we talk about shit i would never talk about with other people... not that there’s other people anyway. ” she exhaled deeply, pushing her hair out of her face. i could never lie to you even if i wanted to. is what deena wanted to say. but she doesn’t “ i don’t have anyone else, really. yeah, there’s josh but that’s like picking teeth. ”
Conversations With Friends - Sally Rooney
here is Deena’s own Spotify
i definitely do not think sam and deena stayed together after all of that. yes, that was the whole point of 1994 (their relationship) but let’s be fr for a second.
shittysider:
“ like the textbook meaning of names that makes everyone else feel special? no, i don’t know. it’s probably something stupid. ” deena waved her hand as a no thanks in response to the offer. it fell silent for a second, going all the way into uncomfortable territory. she fought the sudden urge to end the convo right then and there. it was too late to even attempt an apology. ( in her eyes, at least. ) instead, she began to laugh while kicking up the pebbles beneath her converses. “ but, uh. the town has driven me to the point where i would do anything to get out. minus the murdering part. obviously. ”
cassie lets the two of them settle into awkward silence (it might be awkward for deena, but cassie adjusts well to the situations that float towards her: she starts humming a little ditty to herself, but it cuts off abruptly when deena starts talking). ‘‘ divine. your name means divine. i actually think it’s kind of beautiful. ’’ cassie had spent too much of her time on name meaning websites, treating them as some did the zodiac: she remembered as much as she could. deena the divine, who looks like a cat seconds away from sprinting away from a stranger’s hand. ‘‘ would you commit tax fraud to escape? sorry. dumb question. tax fraud is just the scariest thing i can imagine doing. ’’ like ghosts on a monday and werewolves on a tuesday! ‘‘ i have a van. i’m not gonna help you run away, but we could go for a drive. ’’
the offer practically made deena’s head perk up like a meerkat. god, finally. she motioned for cassie to lead her towards the van as the sentence ‘i’m not gonna help you run away’ echoed throughout her head. this was like a trial for running away. a long drive that possibly led outside of shadyside for a few moments. one day, it’ll be longer. “ lead the way miss tax fraud. ” she exhaled deeply, pushing her hair out of her face. i could never lie to you even if i wanted to. is what deena wanted to say. but she doesn’t “ so the divine, huh. that makes me sound way cooler than i am. ”
Silent Hill 3 - I Want Love
