* DANGEROUS / DESTRUCTIVE !

SHE KISSED DEMONS && SLEPT WITH GHOSTS BECAUSE LIVING WITH THE DEAD FELT MORE LIKE HOME. STELLA B. CORINTHOS ORTEGA seventeen + hs student

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“a random kid came up to me and accused me of knowing where my mother is. ------ crazy, right? i mean, if i knew where she was, don’t you think i’d be with her?”

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danielle campbell in f the prom

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Danielle Campbell as Maddy Datner in F The Prom (2017)

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iimpetuousiisms:

    “ i haven’t heard a truer statement in my life. “ she smirked, nodding her head, “ if you’re looking for good weed though, i can probably find you some good shit. “ she said with a shrug, “ wait, you’re not a fucking kid, right? “

“does it matter if i am or not? it’s not like you’d be the one to take the fall if shit went south.” snitches get stitches, a motto stella thrived off of her entire life. secrets and her are connected, practically taken to grave regardless of the cost. “so, please, send all that good shit my way. I NEED IT.”

[stellacortega]

Hey guys!!! Sorry I've been mia I forgot to tell yall I'm on vacation till tomorrow and didnt bring my laptop!!

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danielle campbell in the ‘better with you’ music video (12| ∞)

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bellaortega:

for bella handling stella and her brother was much harder than she hoped. they were both equally uncooperative, manipulated. she had to remind herself they were going to lash out, they were going to fight them on being there for as long as they could until they understood the seriousness of their situation. the fact was that it was going to be tough on her household for a while. “ excuse me young lady. i understand what you’re going through and i’m here if you ever need to talk it out, but in no way, shape or form is it okay to address an adult like that. you.. “ she stopped, sighing to herself as she rubbed the stress forming in her temples. “ i’ve been looking into therapy sessions with people that are familiar with your specific type of situation lately and i think it would be great help for all of us if you and julian would go for a weekly visit. the man that’s highest on my list of options has worked on cases for me in the past and was personally recommended to me by a couple that i helped. now, i’m not saying this is optional, but it’d be nice if you would at least agree to a first session so you won’t have to feel forced into going. “

“oh, did i STRIKE a nerve?” stella has always managed to inflict quick reactions out of others. it’s the little things that get under people’s skins, that trigger soft spots which allow for verbal attacks. that mouth of hers always got put stella in sticky situations like being sent to detention constantly for the last three years of high school, getting into random fights, confrontations with cops ( ironically. ) sometimes? this girl just needed a muzzle. yet the second therapy sessions came into play? for once, stella was speechless. therapy meant things were broken, that things needed to be mended and placed back together like some jigsaw puzzle. “-------------- are you joking?” there was mellowness in her tone. almost unfamiliar since she’d mostly been tainted by sarcasm and rage, “i don’t need therapy to understand my situation.” at the end of the day, the results would always be the same. unhappy in san diego, unhappy under the ortega roof, lingering emotions to be reunited with the only family julian and her had ever known ( and it was going to happen one way or another. ) “so let me get this straight - since you can’t handle my brother and i and the fact that we don’t want to be here,” a pause, “you want us to go together to talk to a random stranger about whatever deep trauma everyone thinks julian and i have.” which was the opposite. they had the best lives. they were raised to be in independent and strong, were loved and nurtured, everything a parent was meant to do. there was no hidden wall that needed to be knocked down and therapy wasn’t going to change that. “and then there’s the catch. whether i agree or disagree, you’re going to try and force me to attend a therapy session i don’t feel comfortable going to. ------------ did i miss anything or did i hit all the targets of you backing us into a corner?”

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rcsemacpls:

“I swear I thought being a young mother would be hard, but living near your family’s home has it’s perks, like drinking tonight? I swear I haven’t gone out with other young adults since two weeks already.”

“this is gonna be the first time i have to say no to drinking. unfortunately, somebody was going through my things and found my FAKE ID so no more bars for me, at least temporarily. chug a bottle of TEQUILA and dance on bar tops for me, b.” 

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lilithcrvzpls:

“I was at the mall today after work and believe me or not what happened then. A kid, I swear he was like twelve or something, came up to me and asked me if he could touch my boob for ten bucks. What happened to this generation?!“

“it’s called easy access to internet and porn. if you didn’t let them cop a feel, i hope you backhanded the little shits. ------ i hope you gave them one lesson!”

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vdcvis:

“because that is why they made it legal..to sell the shit stuff.”victoria shrugged as she looked at the other.”if you need a decent hookup, i’m sure i can find someone for you.”

“yeah, i can tell. this place becomes more of a joke with every passing day. everything is a ripoff.” is anyone knew that, it would be stella. “what a tempting upgrade. i’ll give you the benefit of the doubt ----- but if it sucks? i will literally rip out your hair.”

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bellaortega:

“ would you like to try a dessert ? “ bella asked, smiling warmly; she was putting on a brave face & trying her best to make her home seem normal, like nothing bad had ever happened to them, now that her children were back home. she wished it would feel that way, but she felt more on edge now than ever. in the last two hours she’d baked cookies, pudding cups and brownies; baking was a quick way to ease her stress and a proven distraction from pouring herself a glass of alcohol. “ i can’t promise they’ll be any good. i’ll be honest; i’ve been told before i should stay as far away from the kitchen as possible, blame it on the way they make recipes overly complicated these days, but maybe after a decade apart i’ve finally made something right. “

“choking on my own spit sounds more appetizing.” all these baked sweets made her miss vegas even more. the fried twinkies and oreos, the best cheap ice cream from corner shops after dining at the casinos - not some home cooked version. “do you ever listen to what people tell you to do or do you just prefer doing things your own way? -------- people tell you to stay out of the kitchen, you don’t. we tell you we want to go back to our actual mother, you won’t.” placing her phone gently on the table, pretending to be amused by the conversation with her. “on a scale of one to ten, it’s like we won the lottery with you. everything my brother and i could’ve hoped for in a replacement parent.” a cold smirk appeared across the young girls face, “i hope you note the sarcasm.”

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