i can't reverse it, it was a gift and a curse and now i'm drinking too much, so i'ma talk with a slur last time I saw you it ended in a blur i woke up in a hearse she said, "you loved me first" one thing my dad told me was, "never let your woman know when you're insecure" so i put gucci on the fur And I put my wrist on iceberg One thing my heart tells me is, "flex on a hoe every time they're insecure" I guess you came through I'm running from you Was your love for real? (For real? For real?) Is your love really true? She told me put my heart in the bag And nobody gets hurt Now I'm running from her love, I'm not fast So I'm making it worse Now I'm digging up a grave, from my past I'm a whole different person It's a gift and a curse but I cannot reverse it You gave me the runaround I really hate the runaround You really got me paranoid I always keep a gun around You always give me butterflies When you come around indie multimuse rp blog. selective. slow activity. written by frankie
hello! just letting people know that i am now active on a different blog with different chars. i’m slowly bringing over chars that i’ve had on here onto that blog, and i’m more than okay with continuing threads/ships! if you want the link, just send me a message and i’ll link you :)
“do you even remember the day we took this picture? do you even remember anything anymore, babe? i feel like i’m living with a stranger.” @sleepwalkcr
" --- right, ‘cause this is all my fault.” the sigh that jordyn lets out is filled with frustration as she brought her hand up to rub at her forehead. “i don’t know what you want to hear, alex. we were both different people back then. my magic wand’s in the shop where i could wave it and make everything alright again.” she shrugged as a dry laugh exuded from her. “maybe we should’ve quit while we were ahead.”
“quit playin me with me. i know you could tell she was all over you tonight. tryin to be all ‘oopsie’. please.” @sleepwalkcr
"ah ha --- no carnival, no games; i ain’t playing with you. you saw where these hands were? right at my side, because you weren’t around for me to hold onto.” lyle flashed a toothy grin as his shoulder weighed into the door frame, still trying to air out the material of his shirt. “it could have been a lot worse... her drink could have landed in my lap.”