#abrokenserenityprayer

[oldladyismsarchive-blog]

I wanted to come home from work and be useful.

Instead, I'm exhausted from trying not to be sick all day. And as it's still a thing, I'm going to hide on my sofa. And try not to cry.

Kik me if you want to poke me.

[skogstrom]

          “ Bad judgement, my ass. ”

[revelatxr]

[MSG]:You're just a slut. - Wendy

SOME TEXT MEME || not accepting.

[ sms; wendy ]: and what are you?

[revelatxr]

Do me! And by that I actually mean abrokenserenityprayer

GIVE A URL, GET AN OPINION || accepting.

             -- WENDITOOOOO                 So, I’m pretty sure you were the first person to actually talk to me                 in this fandom aside from Guacamopie, but he doesn’t count for                 ‘we’ve been friends 5ever’ reasons. I have to admit, I was a little                 sketched out at first, but that’s only because this was a Wendy,                 and I played a Jax. Obvious things. And I’m gonna be a piece of                 shit here and say that it took me a while to warm up to you, but                 the Fiesta fixed that one for me. I have never seen someone who                 can pull a headcanon out of thin air as fast and as accurately as                 you, and sometimes, it kind of scares me. I swear, you should be                 a part of the BAU or some shit. The time and appreciation and                 energy that you throw into Wendy -- and, well, all of your muses --                 is one of the things I love most about you. Wendy Case lives on                 through you.

[skogstrom]

Don't chase the rabbit

LOOK INTO RAT’S PAST || always accepting.Hey look, Wendito. Bad Judgement.

    “ This job doesn’t look so hard. ”    Rat was leaned against the doorframe, arms folded over his chest. His    whole reason for being at the house in the first place was for protection.    How they thought one guy his size would do the trick in the aftermath of    this clusterfuck the MC ripped straight out of hell, he still could not work     out. Maybe they just needed him out of the way. Greatest insult they could     have handed him, but he will take what he can get. Finally full patch, and     he was still playing the roll of prospect.    Kind of weird to see Jax’s old bedroom, and in its state, it was just too     weird. A crib or whatever at the foot of the bed and the rest just as     SAMCRO’s president left it -- probably -- it looked a little out of place in    Gemma’s pristine home.    This was not the first time they met. No, the first was sometime after she    beat the shit out of Tig’s bike and busted through the Scoops window.    Undoubtedly the moment he decided he wanted in on that. That and the    discovery that the Brooke was, in fact, legal. Smart too. If he had the balls    to do the shit she pulled on Teller, he would have been lying if he said he    wouldn’t try it.    She offered him a small smile as she stood again, having set Thomas    down for his nap. Whatever it was about her -- the doe eyes, the strained    innocence that housed a wildfire. So many things that made took every    last snide remark he had and shoved them back down his throat.               “ Don’t you think it’s a little early to tell me you want kids? “               The question made him straighten, shoulders set and rigid as he               tried to come up with his own ammunition. Not much would even               come to mind that wouldn’t sound like a child throwing a tantrum.                      -- Which is exactly what he was.    The last place he wanted to be was here playing babysitter with the    babysitter while Wendy ran off to the store. If anything, this whole thing    was embarrassing. Rat needed to be out there, kicking ass, taking names    with the best of them. He was a REAPER, goddamnit.    “ You really shouldn’t talk to me like that. “    More arguments piled up behind the warning. I am important.                                                                               I am a Son.                                                                             You’re just some girl.               He didn’t get the chance to use them before she found a new               spot to stab. And from the look on her face, she didn’t even know               it.               “ How should I talk to you? Who are you when the patch is gone? “               That just some girl turned out to be all Ratboy needed to think to               keep him from lashing out. It was what kept him from panicking               when she shut the door, when she kissed him and led him straight               to the bed with nothing more than those damn eyes.    “ George, “               he mumbled as he leaned in for more, hands already working to               remove the kutte.                                                              “ I’m George. “

[skogstrom]

         -- abrokenserenityprayer || liked for a starter

          “ This ‘Adult Supervision’ shit is gonna get really old really fast. “

[oldladyenough-blog]

✉ - abrokenserenityprayer

Text Meme.

( text; Wendy ); Let’s get the cat blown out. 

[oldladyenough-blog]

( &. abrokenserenityprayer. ) 

( text; Wendy ); I’m at the meeting spot.  ( text; Wendy );  Getting rid of the car now.