Every sunset is an opportunity to reset. - Richie Norton
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Every sunset is an opportunity to reset. - Richie Norton
@screnity
“listen, i told you that my roommate would be a terrible boyfriend. he cheats on anyone he dates. if he hasn’t called you back in a few days you’ve got to go confront him. figure out whatever it is that he has going on. he doesn’t have his shit together so don’t go around getting your hopes up. i know it’s fucked up, he’s always been an asshole.”
( miracle - chvrches )
@screnity.
“and i need you to know i'm not asking for a miracle, but if love is enough, could you let it show ? if you feel it could you let me know ?”
@screnity !!!
–––––––––––MORE RECENTLY, HE’S been drunk. and often. he wishes it was just a mere phase he was going through, but the other had truly wrecked his heart. and so when he slips up, slips up and tells them something he knows he’s tried hard to hide, he’s quickly stumbling, his words slurring as he’s quick to try and rectify himself. “forget what i said. it’s not what i meant and i can’t take it back.”
@screnity asked: “Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!” —— timothy @ haley
protective sentence starters !!
haley, curled up into a ball, was hidden under the counter with her hand hugging her head when timothy had made his way into the shop which was now a mess. broken pots and turned over vases everywhere, water and soil spilled all over the ground. the glass windows of her little flower shop broken and shattered into. dead and trampled flowers decorated the floor surrounding her. the male’s sudden appearance had her throwing her feeble arms around his neck as she buried her tear stained face into the crook of his neck. never once has haley been this happy to see her neighbour. their shops were side by side, it was no wonder he had came in to check on what exactly happened. she had been too afraid to get out of her hiding spot, lest the men that came found her and who knows what they would do? just like how sudden the weather could change, she did too. standing out in a fit of anger as she stormed out of the store without a single care in the world except to take care of business. whatever deed they had done has nothing got to do with her, even if the shop acted as a meeting spot for their little gang. she was innocent and now that she was angry, she was going to get her revenge. one way or another.
@screnity
noah didn’t mean to look like the grade-a asshole he was looking like right now, but he had a headache and refused to take off his sunglasses, even though he had just gotten off the plane. heading off from the private airport, he hopped in the back of the car. he hadn’t let justine know his whereabouts just yet; he wanted to surprise her by coming home. noah knew that justine would be either at his place or at least be hanging around somewhere there, whether it was in the empty room she used to paint, or just asleep on his couch. he was exhausted, and he couldn’t wait to just crawl on the bed with her. he missed her when he was away, but he understood that the life he led wasn’t something for her. it was tiring and exhausting. even he thought so. but seeing her again after being away always brought a fuzzy feeling to his stomach. entering his apartment, he tossed his weekend bag in the hall and kicked off his shoes before heading in, smirking a little to himself. “where’s my baby?”
sent text — the kid
DREW: some guy came by the bar asking for you earlier
DREW: i told him i didn't know who he was talking about
DREW: but you managed to piss someone off now? or he just some guy you're seeing?
[ @screnity || s.c. || w/ Taj ]
“You know, a good, long session of weeping can often make you feel better, even if your circumstances have not changed one bit. Guys can cry too. The ones who don’t are the type I’d never trust.”