#advcrsiity

[hcrdliquor]

@advcrsiity // based !

       ONE LEG TOSSED across his body while her chin rested in his chest, penny had clearly become rather comfortable with her fellow roommate and longtime friend ( it felt strange even considering him as one after their nightly rendezvous that consisted of too much wine and not enough clothing. ) a poetry book was perched against her fingertips as the two lay side by side on her mattress, eventually becoming bored with the sappy stanzas and letting it fall shut with a huff of her chest. “ what do you want to do ? ” she asked, as if it were an option — as if they knew how to do anything besides drown in alcohol and each other’s bodies. “ it’s saturday night and neither of us work tomorrow... should we go out ? ”

[spellbookeds]

♡ — @advcrsiity.

nora was sitting on a red couch, in a dimly lit room with one more sofa & a chair. at the edge of her side of the sofa, there was a little christmas tree. it was fake she could tell but, she always thought they were beautiful. pity, since nora had never had one for her. living on the streets, all you got to see were the dying trees in winter. nora liked to come here, to watch the people that were having troubles just as she was. (  plus, she liked being inside in the warmth. )  there was an elderly woman waiting for her turn, nora had seen her quite a few times  &  she was afraid she’d might think nora was stalking her. few teenagers sat on the grey sofa few of whom she’d seen before. then there was a boy her age - one she’d never seen before. since the female smelled quite awful, she walked towards the toilet to go freshen up.    ❛    i look like a fucking asshole.   ❜    she muttered to.. well, herself. when she was done washing her hands  &  gotten her hair a little bit wet she went back outside to the waiting room. she sat at the same spot where she’d been before and tapped the boy’s shoulder.    ❛   so... what are you in for?   ❜

[ssultrys-a-blog]

                                    ⊰ @advcrsiity. ⊱

              ❝   honestly, i stopped listening about half an hour ago.   ❞  it seemed like they were always fighting about one thing or another. sure, there were rare moments where the duo could find a moment of peace, and in those he cherished greatly ( it was the sole reason he still even stuck around ), but he could count the number of days it’d been since he could last recall “ a good day “ between them. ❝   and i stopped caring about two weeks ago, so you’re really just wasting your breath. i mean, are you just looking for a fight or is it actually something serious this time?   ❞

[ssultrys-a-blog]

                                     ⊰ @advcrsiity. ⊱

               ❝   i don’t have an attitude.   ❞  a lie that doesn’t slip off her tongue so easily. the sheer irritation that laced the femme’s tone in the single sentence gives her away ( if not the hostility in her gaze ) as she stares ahead towards the crowd, a large step taken away from the other as a statement. carmen had many positive attributes --- her easy going nature, her adventurous soul, her wildly passionate mind --- but often, they were all overshadowed by the overwhelming amount of envy that plagued her so often. if she could help it, she would, but the girl absolutely despised even a minuscule inkling of a threat. as it appeared, one had shown itself tonight in the form of a red dress and past romance, and all it’d taken was one greeting from the other’s ex to sour her mood. ❝   besides, i don’t see why you’re so worried about me. it’s obvious you’re more worried about your ex, since you just had to say hello and everything.   ❞

[a-droppingpetals]

*:・ﾟ✧    closed starter for @advcrsiity​ ! — based on these: x and x.

       she’s tired of this push  &  pull -kind of game that they’ve been playing for quite some time now and lately she’s felt like it’s no longer enough for her.  she needs something more, something real.  a part of her still wants to keep fighting for them, fighting for whatever they had between them once but she’s slowly beginning to realize that perhaps what they’d once had, is no longer salvageable  &  she’s already lost them.  ❛ you need to stop doing this  —— ❜  autumn cries out, hurt  &  exhaustion etched onto her petite features as she stares up at them.  turning them away feels harder than she’d imagined, stomach churning  &  chest feeling tight at the mere thought of them not being hers  ( but then again, have they ever really been hers to even begin with? ).  ❛  you can’t just come ‘round, make me feel  &  then just push me away like i’m.. some garbage.  a toy you grew sick of playing with, only to pick it up again after a few weeks.  ——  just tell me, goddamn it, what is it that you want from me? ❜