#daisyslain

[zomboye]

“          THE NAMES ARE  ...     THE FIRST THINGS TO GO.          ”          state this,     so    cavalier    and matter of fact,     as if nothing in life           (            or death          )          could hold a candle to this truth.          you don’t expect her to    understand.          she isn’t    dead    like you are.          her heart is still beating,     and so is yours,     but it’s    different.          it’s once every sixty seconds.          the    absence    isn’t what    bothers    you anymore,     but the beat itself;     the heaviness of it,     how it drags into your throat and then drops.          you decide it’s a rather    macabre    thing to mention.          to explain how it feels to be not quite living but not quite    dead.          “           we keep our memories  ...     longer,     than our names.          ”          leighton bailey,      leighton bailey,      leighton bailey.           you haven’t lost this piece of you    yet,     but you    fear    that one day,      you just might.

`   i .     @daisyslain​   /     ♡

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           ❝   Uh ,   it actually   –––--   it never   worked out   between the two of us.     That’s ancient history.    I must have forgotten to give you   heads up . . .    ❞   //  @daisyslain

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          ❝   ––––--   Oh.   ❞

An awkward silence falls between them.    Emma’s gaze  drifts ,   finds interest in a bee buzzing just outside the kitchen window.    It’s an innocent enough assumption.     It’s a group sleepover ,   after all    –––--    her best friend would   normally   be invited to an event like this. 

          ❝   Audrey   i s n ’ t   coming.    It’s just some new friends.   ❞

It’s a   kinder   way of putting it ,   that’s for sure.    But she isn’t sure she wants to   go there   just yet ,   isn’t sure that any of this was the   right   thing to do.     Part of her   knows   it wasn’t ,   conscience nagging away at her   –––--    and she doesn’t need her mother confirming those fears. 

@daisyslain ❤ ’d 

[breedsmisery]

daisyslain replied to your post:

wasn’t that an a thing tho and thats why child services were called on them to fuck up their lives…. I DONT REMEMBER

I THINK YOU MIGHT BE RIGHT

[avodahs-a]

       ❝      now that it's  gone,      it's like it wasn't  THERE  at all.       ❞

@daisyslain   ╱  ✿.

[cravesfreedom]

❛  GROSS  ---  that freak’s staring at you again  ;  he’s obsessed.  ❜   nicki has the audacity to shoot a direct sneer at the boy in the distance, who, as always, was sitting ALONE at lunch.  green eyes return to maggie, softening into concern,   ❛  you want me to tell one of the guys to have a  ‘ talk ‘  with him ?  ❜  // @daisyslain !

[bloodyraw-blog1]

“     are you . . .      having fun?     ”       you’re afraid of talking to her,    though not for the same reasons as you are with most others.     you don’t have to worry about her laughing at you,     or worse;     instead it’s because you’re not alone with her,    the way you usually are.     the bowling alley’s busy tonight,    leaving you all too aware of the people that are around to watch.    you don’t want them to make fun of her for talking to you.     you know what the others say about you,    the way they’re disgusted by the way you look,     even when it’s beyond your control.    you’re used to it by now,     but you don’t want her to deal with it,    too.     /      @daisyslain

[howlgrief-aa]

          ❝      THIS IS WHY I DON'T LIKE TELLING PEOPLE STUFF.      ❞         nose scrunched,      lips turn into a  scowl  more severe than usual.      you never knew how to handle  emotions  of other people.      it's not something you sat down for a  lesson  to learn.      you never  LIKED  handling them,       it was always  easier  to get through problems on your own.       but it's too late for that  now.            ❝      they get so  worried,      it's annoying.      ❞         plus  :  they  always  smell bad but you don't mention that to her.

@daisyslain   ╱  ☾.