#lovehurried

[mawiico]

Obvio que te quiero y que te extraño. No te mando mensajes o intento llamar tú atención, solo sigo desapareciendo de tu vida lentamente porque estaremos mejor así. Por algo no me elegiste… y que no lo demuestre, no minimiza lo que estoy sintiendo.

By.mawico

[freemeagain]

wie kann sich etwas gleichzeitig so wunderschön und zerstörend anfühlen...?

[gabrielacc420]

Que te hayan golpeado más fuerte antes no significa que uno deje de sentir dolor por situaciones menores.

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[ohhboyherewegoagain]

You crashed me, betrayed me, broke me, tortured me and even though after all these I still could never be mad at you.

[frequencyfound]

Happy New Year ! ◊ @lovehurried​ ◊ not accepting 

          Why did Thomas Levi look so much like any other New Years Eve party-goer, with slightly unkept hair due to their state of inebriation and the same similar outfit? ( Come to think of it, why were men’s outfits always so similar-looking ? It’s like you couldn’t afford to lose them in a crowd. )  

         Imogene turns around on herself, blue dress flowing lightly, holds on to the couch to prop herself a little bit further up and points to a tall ( probably just an inch or two taller than her friend ) man with dark hair and a black suit, holding a drink. ❝ Is this him ? ❞ It’s not him. ❝ Sorry, hold on, Midge. ❞ She holds out her own glass to her friend, hands clapping together in what can only be described as the most motherly type of clap. ❝ Has anyone seen Tommy Levi ? He’s about average size and does stand up for a living ? ❞ ( This is her party. Really, her first attempt in a while at hosting and doing something for herself is not going quite like she’s planned. )

[stupiidgood]

@lovehurried

“They cut some of the redundancies because they thought they were redundant.”

[leeriespeak]

@lovehurried for mary!

Jack whistles as he works, knelt in front of the park’s gate. A rainbow of chalk sits beside him, except for the blue, which he’s using to fill in the sky in his drawing. He switches to yellow, then shades in light coming from the lamp posts. He’s proud of this drawing, and of the spectacle it depicts: his adventure with the Banks children, dancing in an abandoned park.

“So when life is gettin’ dreary, just pretend that you’re a leerie,” he sings quietly, drawing a curvy white frame around it. “As you trip a little light fantastic... with me!”

He continue to sing as he stands up to admire his work. There’s a few more drawings, all in a line, and if he’s being honest, it’s some of the best work he’s ever done. He grins, but then his mouth drops open when he hears a pair of heels on the pavement behind him, walking in a familiar pattern. He spins around.

“Mary Poppins!” he says brightly. “It’s so lovely to see you!”

[avinkusprince]

starter call // @lovehurried

“I adore your looks,” Fiyero promises, making the vain attempt to reach for Elphaba from his seat; he knows that she will not be caught if she does not wish to be, but his words feel useless without the affection of touch to bolster them. “And I acknowledge them, Fae. You won’t be cross at me for that, surely! Come here. Oh, glower all you like, only come here!”