#vilde ask

[dontyoueverplaywithguns]

“  even when you smile, your eyes are still sad.  ” ~ Chris x Vilde

Chris words hit hard. Vilde looked away from him, refusing to look at him. Because it was true. She was sad, constantly. An overwhelming sadness that felt like a burden to her. A sadness she couldn't stop to acknowledge properly because then she'd collapse. "Maybe, av og til." she mumbled, still looking away. Why did this guy waltz into her life and why did he have to say these things. He was supposed to be some rich, emotionless guy, and he was certainly wasn't supposed to make her feel all these things.

[dontyoueverplaywithguns]

“  it’s not to late.  i don’t believe that.  ” ~ Eva x Vilde

"Det er. He's obviously into Noora. With her perfect face and attitude." the last part slipped before she could take her words back. The blonde's face looked guilty. Men, det var noe annet også. She didn't dare say anything, certainly not to Eva , but she found herself thinking about someone else more than she should. Grønne øyner which looked back at hers. She felt silly. Why was she like this? Why did she let men take control of her emotions like that. She tried not to think about him, because it was just as hopeless as William. Beside, the devil on her shoulder only told her that even if she would allow herself to fall for him, Eva would just waltz in and steal him. Why couldn't she be like Noora and Eva?