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Lily (she/they)🏳️🌈
White and Latina (half Puerto Rican on my father’s side)🇺🇸🇵🇷
DOB: 14 February, 2073 ♒️
TW!!!!!
Talk of verbal abuse and physical/s3xual abuse; pictures may have minor g0re or depict emotional distress; talk of schizophrenic-like symptoms; talk of drug use; talk of su1cidal thoughts and s3lf harm
More about me!
I’ve lived in New York for my entire life and grew up in a very rough neighborhood. Yay! TRUAMA! I’m cis and bisexual and one of my fondest memories is of my dog, Cinnamon, and the day we got her. I’m 4’11” unfortunately. I love a lot of early 2000s music like Mother Mother, Panic! At The Disco, Destroy Boys, My Chemical Romance, and Ricky Montgomery. I also love old cartoons like Avatar TLA and LOK, The Dragon Prince, and Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel; I also like older live action shows and movies like The Umbrella Academy (I kin Klaus so much) and Outlander. I also like Welcome To Night Vale. I hope you have fun reading my cries for help into the void!!! 💖💜💙
(Note: This is an OC blog. This user is not a real person and nothing she says or does is reality. Have fun with the blog, Lily loves being asked questions! This blog isn’t currently up for role plays, if that’s even a thing on tumblr.)
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First post!!!
@gonelilyhudson
Adam would not deny the fact that he was tired of being alive again. He was tired of feeling that he had lost everything he had once held dear to him, he was tired of feeling that the world had moved on so much that it would be impossible to ever catch up. He knew that he was being unreasonable, that he should try and accept things because that was all he could do, but it was a hard frame of mind to break out of.
If Bentley was good for anything, he thought, it was a good place to think. He could pace the sidewalks and streets, night and day, and no one would say a thing to him. He looked normal. Though he would enjoy it more if he could focus on being happy once again. The town he lived in where everyone once knew his name had become a prison. He hated it. He hated seeing the familiar buildings, people who he might have known before.
Someone familiar crossed in front of him. The name hung on his lips. This couldn’t be happening. If this hell could get any worse, it just did. He knew that girl standing just a few feet in front of him. He recognized the color of her hair, the way she stood and held herself. It couldn’t be, but it had to be.
“Lily?” He spoke the girl’s name quietly, his words catching in his throat. A part of him was hoping that it was just his mind playing tricks on him. He took a step forward. He had to know. If he had come back, she might have too. Adam needed answers. He wanted to know how long she had been back, what else she knew. “Is that you?”