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@sohrried
max it’s — it’s 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍. i just wanted to say . . . 𝐈'𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘. i didn’t 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 hurt kate , or rachel , or . . . didn’t wanna hurt 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘. everybody . . . 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 me !! mr. jefferson . . . is coming for 𝐌𝐄 now. all this shit will be 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍. watch out , max . . . he wants to hurt you next. 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘.
guess who's replaying L.IS & started to miss their favorite stinky rich boy...
Disorder - Joy Division
post - trauma sentence starters blood, death mention.
“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.”
“you’ve been crying. i can tell.”
“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.”
“you want me to rub your back ’til you fall asleep?”
“that was a brave thing you did today.”
“shh, that’s okay, get everything out.”
“there’s something on your shirt. you – that’s blood!”
“need some space?”
“you should lay down.”
“there’s nothing wrong with asking for help.”
“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”
“we can talk through the door.”
“let’s clean you up and get you to bed, okay?”
“you almost died.”
“i brought you a blanket.”
“you’re home. you’re safe.”
“i’m worried about you.”
“is everything okay?”
“tell me how to make it better.”
“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?”
“you have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.”
“you’re in the hospital.”
“think you can make it to the bathroom?”
“no, no. don’t close your eyes.”
miscellaneous angst starters.
when were you going to tell me?
you can’t keep doing this to yourself.
that’s…a lot of blood.
can you walk?
please don’t lie to me.
you were supposed to leave.
i’m not going anywhere without you.
shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.
there was nothing more you could have done.
it wasn’t your fault.
this is all my fault.
you aren’t acting like yourself.
i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.
you’re hurting me.
don’t ever do that again.
go to hell.
please don’t cry.
you have to stay awake.
i wish i could take the pain away.
you could have died.
hey – stay with me.
it’ll be over soon.
did you ever love me?
i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.
things won’t always hurt this bad.
you passed out.
how much have you had?
i’m okay. it’s all fine.
it’s not okay! you’re not fine!
let me get you something for the pain.
it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.
it’s clearly not nothing.
have you been to the doctor?
i didn’t mean the things i said.
i thought we meant something.
people who are okay don’t act like this.
you don’t have to go through this by yourself.
i don’t want you to be alone.
please don’t regret me.
i heard you crying.
you need to get some rest.
when was the last time you ate something?
i’m worried about you.
did you have another nightmare?
[name], there’s nobody there.
i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.
please talk to me.
why are you mad at me?
alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.
don’t leave me.
did you do this to yourself?
it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.
tell me what’s wrong.
tell me how to make it better.
why don’t you care?
get the hell away from me.
please don’t do this.
i can’t believe that you lied to me.
just…stay for the night.
you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
you can’t die. i won’t let you.
just hang on, okay?
hold my hand if you need to.
i’m sorry.
why do you have a gun?
don’t panic.
just breathe.
you’re bleeding.
i’m trying to stop the bleeding.
you’ve been crying, i can tell.
you should have told me sooner.
i wanted to tell you in person.
a phone call would’ve been nice.
i hate you.
i love you.
hurt sentence starters blood, broken bone mention.
“you’re going to have a bruise.”
“it won’t heal if you keep picking at it.”
“you were out for a few days. how are you feeling?”
“absolutely not. you’ll pop your stitches.”
“take it easy. you’re in rough shape.”
“those pain meds knocked you out.”
“where’d you get that bloody nose?”
“make a fist for me.”
“where does it hurt?”
“ow, ow, ow.”
“that’s going to need stitches.”
“shit, that hurts.”
“is it broken?”
“keep ice on it.”
“ouch!”
“i can’t even look. is it bad? wait, don’t tell me.”
“you shouldn’t be walking around right now.”
“how am i supposed to sleep with all these bandages?”
“stay in bed and let me look after you.”
“there, you’re all patched up.”
“let me help you to your room.”
“how many fingers am i holding up?”
“take your time. slow, slow. you’re doing great.”
“you could have a concussion. ”
“i’m okay. you can stop hovering.”
“you’re lucky. you could have gotten seriously hurt.”
“how exactly did you manage to give yourself a black eye?”
the best rp feelings:
being so excited that your partner replied to a thread that you have to literally stop everything you’re doing, find a safe place to curl around your screen, and devour every word
when you meet someone new and you knew nothing about their muse or anything but within a few bits of plotting / writing you just CLICK!!!! and they feel it too!!!!
writing friendships that turn into genuine, real friendships
when someone mentions your muse in a thread
when people send you gifsets of your muse / your muses and are like !!! it’s them !!!!
that New Icon feeling
when you get to write with someone you’ve admired for so long and they’re SO AMAZING YOU CAN’T EVEN BELIEVE IT
when people send you memes!
when people send you nice anons!!!
when people randomly come tell you how much they love your muse / writing / anything about your blog!!!
if you write a canon muse, when people come and tell you they want to watch / read / explore your muse’s canon world because you inspired them for it
when you think of a new headcanon and oh my god it all makes sENSE!
throwing headcanons back and forth
when you come on and you just HAVE all the muse and you get that feeling of “oh things are gonna be WRITTEN today!!” and then you actually do it
when you’re writing a reply and it’s just f l o w i n g
having those big, genuinely happy bursts when you just think about how much you love your muse
when people take the time to read your headcanons and then they incorporate them into threads
when you reblog a wishlist post and then PEOPLE ACTUALLY WANT TO DO IT WITH YOU AND YOU GET TO WRITE THAT PLOT AND IT’S SO AMAZING!!
anytime someone makes your character / ship a tag, a pinterest board, an edit, or anything
𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 ↳ “ no. i'm not gonna give you closure. you don’t get that. you have to live with the shitty thing you did for the rest of your life. you have to know that it’s never, ever going to be okay!”
YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE.
rachel is dead. you KNOW that. and you know HER BLOOD is on YOUR HANDS. you carry the weight of the knowledge that BECAUSE OF YOU , rachel amber is GONE. and there's nothing you can do to fix it , or make it better , because SHE'S DEAD.
REALITY and HIGH begin to intertwine. you spend so much of your time DISCONNECTED that now , you're LOST , taking WHATEVER YOU CAN to avoid your new reality. how do you truly LIVE WITH YOURSELF after that ??
she's been SHOWING UP for QUITE SOME TIME now , in your most incapacitated states , reminding you. TORMENTING YOU.
SHE'S RIGHT - but the moment you accept that as truth , IT'S ALL OVER. so , you deny.
" you don't know , rachel , you don't KNOW !! " clutched hands slam into your face , but the pain is muted. " you ... you don't know. you don't UNDERSTAND what he's like , you ... "
OH , BUT SHE DOES , NATHAN.
BECAUSE OF YOU.
a frustrated cry leaves your throat , fingers tightly threading into your hair , shaking your head. NO. " i didn't want ... didn't want YOU TO — no ... no , no NO !! you — YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN. "
𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 ↳ “ you can’t keep doing shitty things and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it okay! you need to be better!”
" oh , FUCK OFF. " you're QUICK to dismissal , face turning sour as arms cross over your chest. the responses flutter in your head , EMBARRASSMENT and SHAME clouding most of your thoughts. it was a weak fucking move to open up , but rachel FELT SAFE. this was a WAKE UP CALL , in the HARSHEST degree.
maybe she was RIGHT.
maybe you had a JUSTIFICATION for everything , but if YOU didn't defend yourself , WHO THE FUCK WOULD ??
" don't give me that high and mighty BULLSHIT. why dontcha hop off your HIGH HORSE , and take a look in the FUCKIN' MIRROR ?? "
once it's said , it's said. RAGE bubbles up in your chest , as you push past rachel , throwing the door open. knuckles are white as you grip the door frame , jaw clenched. " now GET THE FUCK OUT , before i lose my SHIT. "
𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 ↳ “ i come from poison and i have poison inside me and i destroy everything i touch. that’s my legacy.”
WHAT DO YOU SAY ?? ME TOO ?? you know that statement applies to you far more than it ever would someone like rachel. YOU were the one constantly getting hauled to the office. YOU were the one burning all their bridges if anyone got a little too close. YOU were the bad guy , and YOU were the destruction.
if YOU KNEW what would happen to rachel , if you KNEW what her fate would bring , you never would've kept her around. but there was something about the both of you , something that felt INVINCIBLE. that nothing could ever harm the two of you , not with the POWER you both held.
how naive...
your shoulders slouch , the only ACKNOWLEDGEMENT you really SHOW towards rachel's clear despair. you want to make her feel better. you want to fix it. but you are the DESTRUCTION. so , your hands dig around in your pockets , pulling out a crumbled plastic baggie , two capsules inside. eyes dart about , to rachel , then away , back to rachel , the bag. you don't know how to FIX IT ... but you know how to make it NUMB.
“I do not really know whether I have survived. My inner self has shut itself up more and more. As though to protect itself, it has become inaccessible even to me,”
— Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter to Elisabeth Schenck wr. c. January 1919 (via violentwavesofemotion)
I wanna be adored // the stone roses.
Rachel in the dark room
Angsty Bojack Horseman Sentence Starters
“The most important thing is, you got to give the people what they want, even if it kills you.”
“You know, sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me.”
“Life is a series of closing doors, isn’t it?”
“Am I a good person?”
“That’s the problem with life, either you know what you want and you don’t get what you want, or you get what you want and then you don’t know what you want.“
“There’s nothing for you behind you. All that exists is what’s ahead."
"Family is a sinkhole, and you were right to get out when you had the chance."
“I don’t understand how people… live. It’s amazing to me that people wake up every morning and say: ‘Yeah, another day, let’s do it.’ How do people do it? I don’t know how.”
“You didn’t know me and then you fell in love with me. And now you know me.”
“Closure is a made up thing by Steven Spielberg to sell movie tickets”.
“We’re just two lonely people trying to hate ourselves a little less.”
“I don’t think I believe in ‘deep down’. I think that all you are is just the things that you do.”
“You were born broken, that’s your birthright.”
“You know what your problem is? You want to think of yourself as the good guy.”
“you’re a selfish goddamn coward who just takes whatever he wants and doesn’t give a shit about who he hurts. That’s you.”
“You know, it’s funny… when you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.”
“I’m sorry, alright? I screwed up, I- I know I screwed up.”
“You can’t keep doing shitty things and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it okay! You need to be better!”
“You are all the things that are wrong with you.”
“Fuck, man. What else is there to say?”
“We’re not doomed. In the great, grand scheme of things, we’re just tiny specks that will one day be forgotten.”
“The only thing that matters is right now, this moment, this one spectacular moment we are sharing together.”
“I don’t understand how people… live. It’s amazing to me that people wake up every morning and say: ‘Yeah, another day, let’s do it.’ How do people do it? I don’t know how.”
“He’s so stupid he doesn’t realize how miserable he should be. I envy that.”
“It’s not about being happy, that is the thing. I’m just trying to get through each day.”
“I can’t keep asking myself ‘Am I happy?’ It just makes me more miserable.”
“It takes a long time to realize how truly miserable you are and even longer to see it doesn’t have to be that way.”
“When you do bad things, you have something you can point to when people eventually leave you. It’s not you, you tell yourself. It’s that bad thing you did.”
“It’s so cruel to let people love you. All you’re doing is promising you’ll one day break their hearts.”
“One day, you’re gonna look around and you’re going to realize that everybody loves you, but nobody likes you. And that is the loneliest feeling in the world.”
“There are some people you can’t save. Cause those people will thrash and struggle, and try to take you down with them.”
“ Hey, I wanted to talk to you about… you know. I feel bad about what happened.”
“I don’t forgive you.”
“No. I’m not gonna give you closure. You don’t get that. You have to live with the shitty thing you did for the rest of your life. You have to know that it’s never, ever going to be okay!”
“You have to believe me. I did everything I could.”
“I had a good life, but what I needed then was a friend! And you abandoned me. And I will never forgive you for that.”
“Now get the fuck out of my house!”
“ Look, I’m sorry about all the stuff I said about you earlier.”
“Do you… do you think it’s too late for me? I mean, am, am, am I just doomed to be the person that I am? “
“I, I, I need you to tell me that I’m a good person.”
“I just wanted to tell you that I know. I know you want to be happy, but you won’t be… and I’m sorry.”
“ What more do you want? What else could the universe possibly owe you? “
“I want to feel good about myself. The way you do. And I don’t know how. I don’t know if I can.”
“If you ever try to contact me or my family again, I will fucking kill you.”
“ You can’t just disappear. You really hurt a lot of people.”
“In this terrifying world, all we have are the connections that we make.”
“It’s so sad that when you see someone as they really are, it ruins them.”
“You like being there to rescue me. Because it makes you feel good about yourself.”
“ You know that I don’t do the whole love thing. Either you end up hurting someone or they hurt you. So what’s the point?”
“ Uh…. Oh, god, I’m drowning. I feel like I’m drowning.”
“Hey, we have all done shitty stuff before. Most of us aren’t as proud of it as you seem to be.”
“It doesn’t get better and it doesn’t get easier.”
“I can’t keep lying to myself thinking I’m gonna change, I’m poison.”
“I come from poison and I have poison inside me and I destroy everything I touch. That’s my legacy.”
“I have nothing to show for the life I have lived. And I have nobody in my life who’s better off for having known me.”
“You’re gonna wanna kill yourself, and there’s going to be no one left to stop you.”
. . . ⋆ › ̖́- 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑬: 𝑪𝑯𝑳𝑶𝑬 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑬 . . .
━╍ 𝘽𝘼𝙉𝙂 .͙ ཾ༵✦๋ ! ༘ ۪۪⸙͎ ଼࿔
𝐴𝑟𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝐵𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑅𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑙. ཾ༵✦๋༉
╰───➤ Wrote by Axsthxticism.
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