Jul 6, 2021
It’s okay to ask for help
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It’s okay to ask for help
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Steven Universe (Cartoon) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blue Diamond’s Pearl/Pearl/Yellow Diamond’s Pearl (Steven Universe) Characters: Blue diamond’s pearl, yellow diamond’s pearl, Pearl, Blue Diamond (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond (Steven Universe), Pink Diamond (Steven Universe) Additional Tags: friendships, Polypearlsbomb, First Meeting, I cried writing this Summary:
When a pearl gets too old to serve her diamond they are soon sent away to retirement and switched with new younger pearls.
No shattering is involved!
Sherlock and John as old, lovely beekeepers :).
6 years ago in high school during lunch break, one of my best friends was making fun of me and asking people if they could imagine me wearing a bikini. I pretended that I couldn't hear her while a majority of our friends cringed and laughed along with her.
I still have anxiety about this.
You might know Effie as your average Capitol woman--exaggerated, colorful, accented. But I know her to be kind, loving, and respectful. She cares, despite appearances, and we are good friends.
9 Degrees
Overtime you learn that some people are worth your time, worth your effort. Those who are, don’t ask for much -your company is enough. It’s been months since I’ve seen these two friends. Both of them were newly smitten (as was I). We spent our time catching up, gushing about our new romances, evaluating those who couldn’t join us in this new chapter, gracing over unfortunate subtleties of a recent break up and laughing about our coincidental love lives.
Two things were for sure. All three of us had grown and we were happy.
It was the perfect day.
02.18.17
November 1
I guess I should stop it. You are the only thing I really do talk about. I guess everyone of my friends kinda knows our story now. And everyone gives me different advices. It’s like I don't even know which one to follow. So I just kinda do my own thing anyway. I wish I would just listen to my own advices, like the ones I gave you a few months ago on how to let the love of your life go. But I just can't. And so, when it comes to advices i follow it changes every hour. Like I keep telling myself that I should just forget you and never ever talk to you again and just block your number from my phone. And 1 hour later I find myself typing a text on how much I miss you and waiting for you to reply. And this time, this time you really did. Not like an important thing or any solution on how we’re going to handle this thing. Not even a question on how I’m doing. But at least you answered. It took me a few hours to reply because I just still don't know what to do. And I guess, I don't want to admit it, but i kinda already know that it’s never ever going to be the way it was before. And with every hour that you leave my message unanswered again, I lose hope. And while losing my hope I keep on losing myself. All because of you. Guess I’ll never be the same again.