#ffsp

[edibleorbeez666]

Lefty I wish you were real...

[dasabucket]

Redesign... security puppet

Fancy Pantsy

[dasabucket]

El Chip, underrated Beaver

He's colorful now :D

[ffsptm]

[lpipal-blog]

CANDY

[infeccious]

Ontem à noite! Não dá nem pra acreditar que já foi 😭 #ffsp #foofighterssp #foofighters #foofighters2015

[kniteoftheoldcode]

like why why is my brain like that it is awful for everyone that it's like that because then people get the wrong idea about EVERYTHIGN

[rawr-itslizbear-blog]

Forbidden Feelings → Self Para

She sighed as she replied to Avan text. Why was she feeling like this, it was very wrong but she couldn't help it. Liz knew the exact moment it started but decided against saying. She didn't want to make things awkward between her and him during the years of filming so she kept her feelings to herself. Besides there was no way Avan would have any feelings for her. She wasn't one of the gorgeous, skinny, tall girls he seemed to go for. She scoffed at the realization. So there was no reason for her to feel like this, he was a happily married man. This taught always brought a sharp pain in her chest and her fingers brushed across her eyes rubbing them before they could start to tear up. She heard the soft pitter patter of tiny feet and smiled as her small pekingese she shared with one of her friends. He barked his soft bark and she picked him from the floor. She kissed his head then placed him on her lap. Liz rubbed her hand through his fur as he slowly fell asleep.

She hummed lightly and waited for another text. Liz though she was sad about how things were between them but also very happy for him and Taylor. She didn't have many friends who were parents and he was very happy, so she couldn't help but be too. Liz had went crazy when she went shopping for their twins. She had gotten a whole bunch of matching clothes and lots of diapers along with wipes. Liz also had flowers on order for Taylor. She had remembered people doing this for her mom when she had her little brother George. Liz wasn't sure of her favorite color so she just got a mixture of red, white and pink. She had acquired a ride with a bigger car and a helping hand, for all of the things she had bought. Liz laid Steve down gently on the bed and made her way onto the balcony of her condo. She had arranged for her stay in Cali to be close to the beach. They were much better than the ones in New York and came close to the ones in her hometown of New Jersey. She placed her hand on her stomach, it was pulsing with a dull ache. Thoughts of the last time she ate was lost in her mind.

Liz smoothed down the sheer skirt of her black dress and took a deep breathe of the salty air. There was no need for food, it only made her look fat. Not like the skinny girls, he seemed to favor. Why was she even worrying about what he liked. He had a perfect life and she needed to find one her own. Did she want to get married and have kids? She shook her head at the thought she was only nineteen, soon to be twenty in a few days. There was no rush and was there going to be anyone who would love grotesque appearance. She sighed heavily and made her back into the room. Steve had woken and she decided she'd take him for a nice walk. Maybe she'd even take a swim with him in the water. She looked down to the barely visible scars on her thighs and decided against it. Liz would settle for watching him at the shore. "Who's ready to go to the beach?" His ears perked up and she easily caught him as he launched himself from the bed. She giggled and grabbed his collar then his leash. For now Liz would be content with being on her own and she might even just tell him how she felt to get it of of her chest. Then she would be able to let go of these forbidden feelings.