#kena-diallo

[camillecharming]

[ text ]: You don’t care, do you?

[text]: Of course I care, Kena. I would just prefer not to know any details of your relationship with Harold. Makes it easier for me to pretend he is actually just a tree in the shape of man who has no human emotions other than irritation at anyone who is blonde. 

[forrestfull-bailey]

♬

“take me, i’m alive, never was a girl with a wicked mind, but everything looks better.. when the sun goes down. i had everything, opportunities for eternity, and i could belong to the night. your eyes, your eyes. i can see, in your eyes, your eyes... you make me wanna die. i’ll never be good enough.”

-- MAKE ME WANNA DIE by THE PRETTY RECKLESS

Bailey had no idea when she had ended up on a table, dancing drunkenly, but the jeers and shouting were all encouraging her in her incapacitated mind frame. She giggled, holding her arms out as she spun, blindly, dizziness taking over her before she even turned in a full circle. “Uh oh.” She mumbled, stomach turning over as she stopped spinning, stumbling slightly. The attention was gone from her, for now at least, which she was glad because she was sure she was about to barf.

When she glanced up, she saw a familiar face in the crowd, frowning at her.

“Ma.. Kena?” She stumbled, confused, taking a step over, forgetting she was on a table and losing her footing, immediately stumbling down onto the floor. Makena was there in a flash though, picking her up, dusting her off.

“Nooo, no, you can’t see me like this again. I’m a mess. I look - i look like a mess. This isn’t good.” She shook her head vehemently, but Makena’s grip on her arm was strong as she pulled her out of the stranger’s house and into the cold, fresh air. 

“C’mon, let’s get you home.” Makena was saying, although all Bailey could see was a blur, everything spinning past her, and she knew she was going to throw up again. 

“This isn’t me.” Bailey continued to try to defend herself drunkenly. “This- this isn’t me. I don’t know who this is. I don’t... Don’t know who i am anymore.” She mumbled along. Makena didn’t say anything, but she looked as if she was listening, and that... That was new to Bailey. She never really felt like she had been listened to before until Makena had come along. “I used to have everything. When i was younger. Or i think i did. Then i grew up and- and suddenly... Everything was different.” She let out a small laugh at that, although she didn’t know why. Makena opened her mouth, about to say something- but it was too late and Bailey was bending over, promptly emptying the contents of her stomach out onto the other girl’s shoes.

[athenasriddle-archive]

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❝Yeah, right. I’m not even a back-door virgin anymore. By the way, it hurts.❞

[supernovaxsol-blog]

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❝You’re bored and you know it! You wouldn’t be here if there wasn’t something missing.❞

[flowerchildmicah]

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“Do you still find me attractive?”

[deatheo-blog]

★ ♠ 웃

★ : five things most people don't know about my muse

answered here.

♠ :  the riskiest thing my muse has ever done

answered here.

웃 :  what my muse would leave to people in their will

theo would actually leave absolutely nothing to anybody. he would request that anything he owned be burned with his body.

[athenasriddle-archive]

★ ♠ 웃

★: five things most people don’t know about my muse

if she had it in her to be just as evil and deceptive as her siblings, she would

she’s the reason for her mother’s disappearance

she writes apology notes to those she gives nightmares to and slips them under their door, keeping it all anonymous

she feels like a character from a movie or television show that everything bad happens to

she doesn’t realize she can actually be more than just her family

♠: the riskiest thing my muse has ever done

웃: what my muse would leave to people in their will

she’d leave all her clothes and stuffed plushies to madison, request that her writings be thrown away or burned, and leave the rest of her things to be donated, sold, or thrown away (whatever happens to unclaimed stuff when you die))

[tfwval]

★ ♠ 웃

★: five things most people don’t know about my muse

valentina often feels inferior to those around her mentally, which is why she’s always boosting herself up physically.

there is nothing more scary to valentina than letting her family down

she’s very jealous of her brothers for getting to meet and spend time with her dad

valentina is strongly against underaged drinking, but when she was fourteen, her brothers called her a wimp and a baby if she wouldn’t take a shot, so she did. and then another, and another. even intoxicated, she knew she hated it and spent the whole night crying.

she wants to fall in love but she’s so used to being her own source of happiness and not showing her emotions, she’s too scared. she’s afraid she’ll become weak and people will stop seeing her as the tough girl she’s made herself out to be.

♠: the riskiest thing my muse has ever done 

웃: what my muse would leave to people in their will

she’d give all her clothes to pearl, because even if she didn’t like them, she’d know what to do with them. she’d give all her music to joey. as for the rest of her things, she’d let her friends pick and choose what they want before having it all sent back to her family