i’ll make this short (like both of us) but thanks for being my meme queen 2k11, and watching stupid reality tv shows with me. you really do make the world a brighter place, and i am thankful to call you one of my best friends.
it is national sister day, and man, am I the luckiest brother ever. your family took me in and made me their own, but you’re the one that sticks out. your fighting spirit and personality kind of drew me in. we both know what i’ve lost, and what you’ve lost, but that doesn’t mean we’ll never stop gaining from each other. you’ve taught me how to be patient (very... very patient) and that it’s okay to feel. you feel so strongly, and i don’t feel unless i want to. i know i need to feel more, and this got sappy.
also, you’re a nerd and i want my shirt back. #NATIONALSISTERSDAY
one time we were listening to fleetwood mac in the car and my sister who was probably 4 at the time asked, without being prompted, “can girls marry girls?” and THAT is the power of stevie nicks
❛ You can’t feel a persons headache by touching his head. ❜
( ft. Noa Atua [ @awritesx ] as well )
The quarry had been settled into. Noa and MK were in the water, where Alex was out. Yeah, she had convinced them to come with her to the quarry, but she just pointed out she didn’t want to swim.
Not that she couldn’t swim, but didn’t want to sounded better. Her eyes gazed up to the tall cliffs of the quarry, a sense of urgency rumbling in her chest. Glancing back at the two, who were now dunking each other underneath the waves, Alex realized this could be her shot at jumping, flying almost.
Seeing the trail that lead up to it, Alex took a sip of her beer, before setting it down in the sand. She stood up, striding with her head tossed back to the trail. Did they see her? Maybe.
Would they try to stop her? Probably.
After a short hike to the top, Alex called out, “You guys ready?”
Mary Kate’s head turned up, “Oh shit– ALEX, GET DOWN!”
Noa looked at MK, “Can she swim? MK, can she–!”
A splash was heard. Noa and MK looked at each other, before looking over to the spot where the splash had simmered down. Noa bolted for it, swimming as fast as he could. MK saw red hair pop up, and she made way to the shore. Alex was coughing, sputtering for air.
Noa placed a hand on Alex’s forehead, a coy grin on his face, “I’m feeling for a headache.”
Alex rasped out, “you can’t feel a person’s headache by touching her head.” Laughing through tears, Alex rolled over on her side, “That was fun.”
Hi I love you and high key your writing is wonderful and I enjoy talking with you about plot!!!!! I’m sorry you’re not feeling good and I hope you feel better and that the day goes better for you. Lots of hugs!
my mom just shushed me for laughing at a video, and when i asked what was wrong, she was like, “i don’t get why you can’t just be quiet when i ask you to be.” and now i’m trying not to sob.
“I’ve never been good at emotional stuff. Except anger. Anger I’m good at.”
Jake had never seen Blake so mad. It was kind of intimidating, the way his vein poked out of his skin. A part of Jake wanted to touch it, but that disappeared as soon as Blake lunged for the guy.
“Woah, woah.” Jake grabbed Blake’s arm, “Easy there, fella.” His hand wrapped around Blake’s, “C’mon, bubba, let’s just... go.” The old nickname slipped out from when they were younger.
As the drunk man yelled profanities at the two boys, Blake tried to turn Jake around. Jake pulled back though, “Blake Porter. We need to leave. Think of Mom, okay? She wouldn’t want you knocking the brains out of that guy.”
“But what if I want to knock the brains out of that guy?”
“He’s drunk and stupid.” Jake pointed out, “And if you knock his brains out, I can’t make you a flower crown. The gardens are over there. Let’s... calm down.”
Jake finally made Blake turn around, and they walked to the gardens. Jake didn’t know how to get his brother to calm down. By the way Blake paced, it was apparent what the drunk man had said made him... mad.
“I’ve never been good at emotional stuff. Except anger. Anger I’m good at.”
The random outburst made Jake giggle.
“Jake, what are you laughing at?”
“You’re the chillest person I know!” Jake grinned, “And anyways, I see you laugh more than snarl. One run-in with an ‘f’ word thrower doesn’t make you the Hulk, it just makes you human.”
He grabbed all of Blake’s favorite flowers, before twining them. In about five minutes, he had a flower crown, “Here. You deserve it, Mister Hulk.”
❛ I’m probably biased, you deserve better than him. ❜
Orion draped her legs, lazily over Sierra’s. Her head rested in the crook of the other girl’s shoulder, gazing out over the water. How many times have they sat like this, hearts beating fast, and not told the other how they felt? The answer was clear, when Orion closed her eyes and sighed.
Sierra traced a circle into Orion’s back, which caused the girl to wince. Sierra frowned, “What happened?”
“It’s just a sore... spot.” Her deep brown eyes fickered down. Sierra lifted the shirt, and noticed all the bruising on Orion’s back.
Silence filled the space between the two. Orion moved so she wasn’t practically on top of him.
“I’m probably biased, you deserve better than him.” There was anger in Sierra’s voice, anger that scared Orion. She wiped her eyes.
“It won’t happen again.”
“Are you su--?”
“Yes.” Orion grabbed her purse, “I have to go.”
Sierra watched the girl run back to her house. She watched her look back, before sighing as the dusk turned to dark, and the stars blanketed the sky.
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