#demcntia

[wuunderstruck-a]

sms 📲 luke & emily.

EMILY: did you sleep with her ?!

LUKE: what??? who????

LUKE: i didnt sleep with anyone, idk why u would even think that

[summcrshcndy]

@demcntia

clearing his throat, atticus gives the other a small grin, coffee mug warming the palms of his hands as he looks away. “you’ve known since the beginning that i wasn’t going to be here long. and i’m sorry-- you know i like you. and i D O. but i just-- staying isn’t very me.” 

[a-droppingpetals]

✧ SNAPCHAT › 🌞

SEBASTIAN:  how are you and what are you doing SEBASTIAN:  where are you and why are you not here SEBASTIAN:  who or what could possibly be more important than me

a closed starter for @demcntia !   —  2/2

[decadencies-a]

･ﾟﾟ･｡ sms → faye.

mars: hey i know it's like one am but

mars: are you busy

[khcleesis-archived]

❛ ♡ para o meu coração @demcntia . 2/2

               when leo had gotten the call from one of the officers on the opposite shift of him telling him that his best friend, theo had been in a horrific car accident with his wife, he had a sinking feeling it wasn’t going to get up all fine and dandy come morning. by the time he’d gotten dressed and to the hospital, both theo and lydia were gone, leaving behind their two-year old daughter. he’d been trying to keep his cool, stay strong through it all as he went with lydia's friend, lorelai from the hospital to the police station and finally to his friends’ house where they were sitting with some lawyers talking to them about who was gonna take care of their little girl. “what?” the male spoke up in shock when the lawyer told them that they were the ones their friends had picked to be the legal guardian. he had assumed it would be one of their parents or some of their friends who were already married, not the two of them who couldn’t stand each other. as the lawyer packed up his things, telling them to talk about it and decide what they wanted to do, he just sat there, looking away from the female and staring out the window. he couldn’t believe his friends were gone and that this was their new reality. "what are we going to do?"

[ctrliing]

      vincent had finally found his calling--- creating food. he loved creating new recipes, daring to combine ingredients no one else will and preparing a plate that could be displayed in a museum. it was a long time coming for him to make a name for himself, but he did. vinny had left people behind over the years, but it was mostly for the good. vincent was convinced he did the right thing until he was making his rounds at the latest party he was catering and his vision landed on a woman that looked like a ghost from his previous life. it was obvious he was staring because it didn’t take long for the other to make eye contact with him. boldly, the chef journeyed across the party towards the ghost. the usually fearless man felt like he had the wind knocked out of him and all he could say was, “what are you doing here?” @demcntia

[junegloomz]

jake & emily .

after downing an immeasurable amount of drinks, jake cut his loses and finally gave in to his one desire he'd had all day. to see emily, even though he knew she was on a date. he knew she was out, probably having a great time with some guy who saw how awesome and funny and sweet she was ... and she probably wasn't even thinking about jake right now. but the male was stuck on her, unable to get the jealous feeling out of his head. he’d been acting like an idiot all day because of it, too. answering anyone who approached him angrily, with a tone of voice he could only describe as rude. barely making eye contact with anyone around him. jake was furious, imagining what emily was doing on her little date. laughing at whatever asshole she was out with jokes ? her hand touching his, her eyes glued onto his ... the idea made him sick to his stomach. and no matter how much he reminded himself that she was not his, he couldn’t shake the feeling. it was HIS emily. the same girl he’d promised to marry back when they were kids and played house. the girl who knew everything about him, the girl way too good for him. after a few more minutes of aimlessly walking without a thought, he realized where he was headed. her dorm. without even knowing, he’d started the way towards her. his feet knowing what he wanted before his head did. he saw her door, just a few steps away. jake ran a hand through his hair, wondering if she was back. or if she’d gone back to the guys room ... choking at the thought, he saw a light flicker and immediate smiled. he quickly took the last few steps towards her door, knocking against his roughly. he took a few deep breaths, now panicking. what if he was there ... with her ? he stuck his hands in his jacket pockets, the liquor he’d consumed earlier now making his head spin.

[ssultrys-a-blog]

                                  ⊰ @demcntia. ⊱

                        ❝   you’re scared of me getting hurt?   ❞  a bitter laugh escapes past rouge petals; heather was tired--- no,     EXHAUSTED     --- of cascading through life with others holding her to the same level as that of a porcelain doll, terrified she may shatter under too heavy a touch. as if she was some tragedy waiting to happen once more. perhaps her past may have contained skeletons stacked high enough to build a minute mountain, but the frustration that stemmed from her surroundings hindering the possibility of a more positive future only grew as the conversation progressed.  ❝   i’m a grown fucking woman. if i wanted to be treated like a child, i would call my mother. it’s my choice to participate in this relationship. it’s my choice if i want to have a billion different relationships. i don’t need you to make my decisions for me based on what you think i need in my life right now.    ❞ and to be quite honest, if the necessity surfaced, heather wouldn’t hesitate to walk away--- not only that, the femme wouldn’t look back a second longer. she’d already suffered her time. she’d already gone through one too many toxic people. the concern that plagued the other only hurt instead of helped their position. ❝     because it’s my life. my choices. if you respect me, you respect that.    ❞    ( 2/2 )