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meme tag // @turnpage said: meet + [45 or 50] for Allison from Raymond !
allison chestnut. mrs. allison chestnut.
the name still felt weird coming off her lips, but it was a good weird. she wasn’t sure where ( or when ) her siblings were ( or if they were even alive. which she refused to think about ) so she'd been determined to make the best out of her life in 1960′s dallas, no matter how hard it might be for someone like her. she’d found work. she’d found friendship. and yet meeting raymond, falling in real love - that was the best feeling she’d felt in a long while.
setting another box - the last box - down in their new living room, she called out to her husband, wherever he’d disappeared off to - probably already unpacking or cleaning something. “ ray? that’s the last box. we’re officially moved in! ”
meme tag // @turnpage said: meet + [20 or 31] for Nathan from Alisha !
it’d been nearly twenty minutes since nathan had excused himself with an abrupt “ i got’a take a piss. ” he knew sooner or later someone would catch on and come looking for him, complaining that it wasn’t fair they were all working while he was just relaxing on the roof of the community center - or rather, hiding, as it were.
sure enough, footsteps approached and he readied his ( mostly overdramatic ) excuses. he was prepared to talk the person to death if it meant getting out of more painting! he was covered in the stuff!
“Are you feeling alright? You don’t look it.” from any muse of your choice !
basic angst . accepting .
for Dallas .
“IT’S HOT ... “ the boy managed through a heavy breath; a mix between a sigh and a murmur. The blazing summer sun, blinding at its peak in the sky, kept his forehead warm, fringed hair SWEATY where it hung past his eyes.
It also probably didn’t help that he hadn’t eaten breakfast that morning. Or lunch, as the sun had gotten higher above him, BURNING through that thick and dark hair. But as Mark had sat here, on the short fence ruts just high enough for him to perch on, it had gotten harder to leave. All energy expelled, only keeping him rooted to the spot, and further under the heat’s damnation. And SICKLY spell.
But he’s got on a TOUGH demeaner, just like Dally had taught him. Because you couldn’t make it out in the world if they thought you were a sissy. Though eyes have soon glossed over, the innocently rough pupils casting a DREAMY gaze as sunstroke took over.
@turnpage said;
‘ self care is putting absurd amounts of parmesan cheese on your pasta. ’ from Ben ?
“i would argue and say that parmesan cheese isn’t the choice of topping i’d go for, all things considered---i mean, come on. that much dairy? that’s basically asking for trouble.” and yet the copious amounts of alcohol strewn across the table-- some of which the bottles have already been emptied out. those. well, klaus doesn’t feel like discussing those.
To new beginnings! Even if they are dark ones...
Some days are better, some days are worse. And then there are those days you feel your life simply is hanging by a thread, one you hold and one that you may break so easily. When all seems pointless and no matter how hard you try to make it through the day, the simple act of breathing seems a burden because of the tangled web that holds your mind and heart captive,what do you do? The human nature makes us search a purpose, set goals (even if those goals may be lying all day in bed or putting and end to everything). What do you do when you feel that you hit the bottom and simply can’t find a way to survive in your current reality? When all that surrounds you is closing itself around you, suffocating you in mundane and boredom?
You find another purpose, one that may give you even the smallest reason to continue, to breathe, to find that small window that gives you a little bit of freedom. You turn the page, leave that good persona you were behind, one that has been stepped over, held prisoner and you write new page in your book. Even if it is just in your mind, if it gives you the possibility to wish for something, to continue fighting,I guess it is worth it.
Je te l'ai dis, j'arriverais à vivre de mon propre bonheur. Et magique. J'y arrive.
Times goes bye.
