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[allisonfrick-blog]

{ a slave to the stares } ✈ open

   "I need to leave." Allison stated abruptly, turning to the person beside her with wide eyes. "Everyone's telling me to get lost anyway, why not just settle their nerves you know?" The last thing the brunette wanted to do was draw attention to herself, but it was becoming quite difficult with so many glares directed towards her each minute. "You don't have to come." she added quickly, just in case the other would prefer to remain in the setting and mourn the death of the poor girl. "But I just can't be here anymore, I shouldn't have come to begin with. I'm just making it harder for those around me to cope with the loss, they see Jacob every single time they look at me. They see a murderer and associate it with my face."

[tristansmh]

It's so amazing when everything you wear starts to reek of alcohol. So amazing. I'm not sleeping at home for like the next two weeks. Amazing. So fucking amazing.

[lmaoisaiah]

I’m getting really sick and tired of hearing "Sir, the amount of food or lack thereof in your fridge is not an emergency". Dammit, 911. I thought we were cool.

[lmaoisaiah]

Okay, but real fucking talk for a second here; when dudes say, "I like her for her personality, not her body", that shit baffles me to no limits. Did they really have an option? Did their bitch say, "you can have one but not both"? Man, shit. These are the things that keep me up late at night. I need a drink.

[johanhayes]

   The weather was average on this particular Wednesday - the air wasn't too hot; it wasn't the type that left the feeling of wetness on your skin, humidity making its entrance. There were clouds in the spaces that Johan glanced towards, and this familiarity made a rush of nostalgia take over his every thought. For what, he did not know. It had been a long time since he had any idea what his thoughts meant.

   Driving around in his car was one of his favorite pastimes. Sure, he had nowhere to go, but that was part of the thrill. Anything could happen. Just as he pulled into a cluttered parking lot he saw somebody familiar - they were from his school. A small cafe belonged to the parking spaces, and Johan saw this as an opportunity at attempting to be social. Once he was out of his car and to the line, he offered a small smile to the person.

"Hey."

[allisonfrick-blog]

text ✉ all contacts

allison: whoever vandalized the front of our house

allison: thanks for wasting all your precious`spray paint on our family

[tristansmh]

Um, listen... there are still people who are five feet tall, and those people would just like to get to class without being pushed around. These people aren't rag dolls, and they would greatly appreciate it if the taller people would just kind of watch where they're going.

[lmaoisaiah]

If love feels like a handful of booty, then hell yeah, I can feel the love tonight.