#amaliasummers

[romandaviss-blog]

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Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

Text to Amalia: I’m curious to know r u the girl that broke Erin’s heart? She mentioned a heartbreak before I smashed her speakers to the floor. This aint my business, but can u 2 just lay up so she can stop blasting LAME ass music thx

[profsethelkins]

“You are lucky you’re pretty.”

At the words Seth actually paused, looking over at her with a look that almost seemed offended. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked as he looked up from the book he was reading and shook his head. “There’s nothing wrong with reading a gardening book, is there? It just shows that I’m... sensitive, right? Are you trying to tell me that girls wouldn’t want a guy who cold quote poetry and do housework even if he wasn’t pretty? Because I doubt that. Maybe it’s not for you but the sensitive guy thing works, believe me.”

[angelowho-blog]

"What is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten?"

“Are you seriously askin’ me that?” Angelo narrowed his gaze. “... I’m guessin’ it’s... as soon as it happens you’re fuckin’ gone?” Honestly, Angelo didn’t really like thinking about death in such a detailed manner, despite being one to constantly bring it up. “Why would it be ten seconds for an instant? How... would they know it’s instant anyway? That’s the more important question. I mean, they’re dead. They can’t really ask ‘em how long it took for them to actually die, right?” He paused, clearing his throat. “I’m just sayin’, I’d prefer the slow and painful method.”

[gossipsinprogress-blog]

Who do you think has the biggest secret?

Everyone in this Town seems to be keeping secrets from each other. I think they could all stand to be a bit more honest, or maybe that’s just my frustration talking. I keep telling myself there are only so many tears you can shed for fictional characters before another tragic backstory gets revealed and out comes the tissues again. If I had to pick, my money’s on Chris since she’s a little too sweet to be hiding nothing but not a peep from her about anything? Suspicious. We know she has issue with her mother but beyond that she doesn’t talk much about where she comes from. There’s got to be something dark lurking behind that pretty face but, honestly, isn’t there always? And then there’s Amalia. We haven’t heard that much about her life before Town either but I’m sure there’s something that made her the way she is. That kind of lack of trust in people has to come from somewhere, doesn’t it? I see what’s coming and I have my tissues ready and waiting for both of them so give me whatever you’ve got. I’m ready for it.

[zoeyspellman]

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Send “♫” for a song that reminds me of our muses relationship

Alone Together - Fall Out Boy

I don't know where you're going,But do you got room for one more troubled soulI don't know where I'm going,But I don't think I'm coming homeAnd I said, I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up deadThis is the road to ruin and we're starting at the end

Say, yeahLet's be alone together

[carter--abernathy]

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Send “♪” for a song that reminds me of my muse.

I'll be good -- Jaymes Young

I thought I saw the devil, this morningLooking in the mirror, drop of rum on my tongueWith the warning to help me see myself clearer

My past has tasted bitter for years now,So I wield an iron fist

I'll be good, I'll be goodAnd I'll love the world, like I shouldYeah, I'll be good, I'll be goodFor all of the times I never could.

[ohphoebe-blog1]

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Send “♪” for a song that reminds me of my muse

when he sees me - waitress 

“What if he opens up a door,And I can't close it?What happens then?If when he holds me,My heart is set in motion,I'm not prepared for that.I'm scared of breaking open.But still I can't help from hoping,To find someone to talk to,Who likes the way I am.Someone who when he sees me,Wants to again.”

[chrisstafford-blog]

♪ reverse

Send “♪ reverse” for a song that reminds me of your muse

Something’s Gotta Give - All Time Low

Maybe I'm a fucking wasteFilling up the empty spaceI've been here way too longOh, yeah, oh, yeah

I'm feeling like a nervous wreckLiving on my last paycheckI'm a cliché in a songAnd everybody's singing along

I'm sinkingYou're wadingI'm thinking something's gotta give