i'm not where i should be i'm not what i could be

Tahlia Jacobs. Misfit; don't give a shit. I have a path, some assholes just threw me off of it. [[not haley. just an rp. don't get all butthurt about it, sweethearts]]

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“I don’t remember… I was passed out. “ Lylah nodded, wrapping her arms around herself. “I should have been more careful.”

[talmakesmusic]

“No, no,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s not your fault. Nothing like that ever is.”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“I’m tired… But someone from tour was there, luckily, and got me out before anything happened. I’m pretty sure Pedro hit him? But besides that nothing…”

[talmakesmusic]

“I hope Pedro hit him more than once. I’m glad you’re okay though. I’m so sorry that happened to you.”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“A long night… Someone slipped me something and I had to be taken to the hospital.”

[talmakesmusic]

“What?” Her brows furrowed in concern. “Are you alright? I mean obviously... I mean. What happened to the person who did that?”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“…do I look as rough as I feel?”

[talmakesmusic]

“You don’t look exceptionally rough to me. Why do you feel so rough?”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“…you don’t like it?”

[talmakesmusic]

“I mean, it’s not that. I wrote it. I like it, but it’s not what I wanted to be doing at this point.”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“You don’t like it? I think it’s nice. Just more… pop-y?”

[talmakesmusic]

“Didn’t really set out to be doing music like this, but yeah. It’s more pop.”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“I would do a little rendition for you, but I’d rather not embarrass myself,” she said with a laugh. “I like your solo stuff too, of course. It’s different but it’s… I dunno. It’s great in it’s own way, you know? I mean, obviously you do. You’re the one who made the music.” She shook her head. “I’m sorry.”

[talmakesmusic]

Tahlia laughed softly and nodded. “No worries. Thanks. The new stuff is.... I mean it’s stuff I wouldn’t have ever done with the guys, but kinda don’t have any other choice now.”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“Yeah! Fences is my favorite.”

[talmakesmusic]

“Oh. Thanks.” Tahlia smiled genuinely. “Miss playing those songs.”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“I used to listen to you band! Well, I mean I still do but obviously… Yeah.”

[talmakesmusic]

“Really?”

[radluca-blog]

“Thanks for reminding me.”

[talmakesmusic]

“Yikes. Sorry.”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“O-Oh,” Lylah stuttered, not sure if that was a good or bad thing. “Tahlia… You’re Tahlia Jacobs, aren’t you?”

[talmakesmusic]

“Uh.... ya.”

[radluca-blog]

“Eh. Happens.”

[talmakesmusic]

“Seems to be a lot for you.”

[radluca-blog]

“Yeah… Probably ruined my friendship with her, but whatever. You’ll have that,” he said with a laugh.

[talmakesmusic]

“Dang.” The awkward was sitting on Tahlia’s chest like a boulder. “Well... that sucks.”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

“I’ve always kept handwritten notes. Helps me remember things… But I realize that’s a bit ironic considering I forgot where I put my notes,” she said, her cheeks slightly rosy. “I’m Lylah, by the way.”

[talmakesmusic]

“I know who you are,” Tahlia said shortly. “I’m Tahlia.”

[radluca-blog]

“Well, fuck you then.”

[talmakesmusic]

“Did she really, though?”

[arabellamitchell]

‘ you really think so? i tried my best, but i think i still need more practice. ‘

[talmakesmusic]

“Practice make progress, blah blah blah. Just don’t ask me to sit for you anymore, okay?”

[forsythcommalylah-blog]

She nodded, following her along to the backstage area. She spotted a pile of papers, and rushed over to grab them. Checking to see that they were all there, she clutched them to her chest and let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you so much…”

[talmakesmusic]

Tals shrugged. “Uh, yeah. No problem. Think about going digital though, like I said.”