#buriedguilt

[vronicamars-blog]

↳  @buriedguilt  //  canon  quote  starter  call.

“I  didn't  think  there'd  be  air  conditioning,  but,  other  than  that,  this  is  pretty  much  how  I  pictured  hell.”

[fabulouslyevil]

❝ she thinks she’s gonna have a party and NOT invite me?? who she thinks she is—— i like INVENTED her, you know what i mean?? ❞ 

@buriedguilt ♡’d for a starter!!

[socialbarrage]

in his mental hierarchy justin is much closer to the bottom.    but tyler gets it.   sometimes you just do bad things in the moment, but the difference is REMORSE.   the difference is wanting to do RIGHT.        “so.... how was jail?”   he asks casually.  he’s glad he never escalated or made a mistake that sent him anywhere further than the middle of the woods.  maybe justin just didn’t BEFORE.

@buriedguilt

[decentjock]

is  it  inappropriate  to  laugh?         jeff  doesn’t  want  it  to  seem  malicious     ;    as  if  he  is  mocking  the  other  for  such  common  sense.            a  chuckle  escapes  the  prison  of  his  lips  anyway,          gaze  shining  with  a  respect  he  held  for  few  other  jocks.        justin  was  one  of  the  good  ones  no  matter  what  others  tried  to  say  about  him         -         jeff  believed  it  regardless.          “no,       it  doesn’t,”       he  agrees  in  compliance,     smacking  his  hand  against  justin’s  shoulder,          squeezing  it  in  a  comforting  gesture.        “it  doesn’t  always  mean  things  are  bad  though,         man.           sometimes  things  have  to  end  so  you  get  something  better.”

”Nothing lasts forever.”    @buriedguilt

[buriedtraumas-blog]

@buriedguilt​ said:“  why do good intentions always turn out bad ? ”

he knew exactly how to answer this, and he wasn’t sure if the other wanted to even hear what tyler had to comment in a dull voice. “..when does good ever come out of anything, justin?” he lifted his eyes up to look towards justin, shrugging his shoulders while he continued to lower his gaze to toy with the camera. “of course..it always end up bad, or..even worst..” he murmurs under his breath. 

[socialbarrage]

“When I.. told Jessica--”  Tyler still isn’t used to saying more than a few sentences at a time.    The words feel blocked behind his teeth.  As if the rage that formerly controlled him still has a hold on his language.   “She was kinda upset that she didn’t realize.   Like.... notice something happened to me too, you know?    But I told her that maybe it was because I’m a guy.”    When he approached Justin he had so much to say.     Now it all feels scrambled.   “But you’re a guy too. I should have realized......”        He finishes talking, still unable to focus on Justin.     Tyler watches his hands in his peripheral vision.  One of his hands grips each of his fingertips on the other, pinched between his thumb and index.   Tyler counts in fours, like music. One, two, three, four. Two, two, three, four. Three, two, three, four.   Breathing on even cadences.  

             @buriedguilt liked for a starter.

[unreplaceable]

❝ 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗶’𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼. 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗶’𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝘂𝘆? ❞ @buriedguilt

‘   CONSIDERING WHAT HAPPENED WITH HANNAH ,  i think that pretty much confirms you are the bad guy .   you ,  justin foley ,  are dead to me .   when i left here ,  she had a blank ,  fresh page for the school year .   you and courtney ,  fucking bryce ,  along with everyone else ,   crumpled her up and spit her out .   ‘   i thought you were a good guy ,  but i was wrong .   ’

[deathpleaded-blog]

               @buriedguilt INQUIRED ❛   IT  HURTS  UNTIL  IT  STOPS  .  ❜

                     Pain was a familiar foe. An unwanted companion interwoven throughout his entire existence. He knew what it was to hurt, to be entrapped in seemingly bottomless torment, very well. Him having suffered in his short lifespan more than most did in its entirety. He knew what it was to feel as if there was no escape. For the world to resemble something unbearable. After all, he was haunted by the faces of those who were not around anymore. Terrorised by an institutions inhumane violation. & although he fought for freedom, for sanctuary from agony. Part of him suspected that its end would come with his final breath. That for him, freedom was an illusion only to be realized in the afterlife. But he failed to believe this applied to everyone. Some people achieved escapism. Those were the lucky ones. A shock of gold strands fell into his face. His expression pensive. A study of internal conflict. " The trick is to keep breathing. To be in one piece when the pain stops. To endure it with faith that eventually, it'll pass. That you'll be free from its unforgiving grasp. "

                    **  PANIC!  AT  THE  DISCO  SENTENCE  STARTERS    .