lost and insecure

Taralyn Walsh. 12 years old.

[memphisbby]

A-Are you awake?

[taralyn-walsh]

Mhm. What's wrong?

[boocasp]

Color with me? Pretty please?

[taralyn-walsh]

What do you wanna color?

[daisyxperry]

[taralyn-walsh]

[fvkdallas-blog-blog]

  `I d-don’t think you’re lying… I-I just…` He sighs softly and wraps his arms protectively around himself, `I-I really don’t think I’m that good a-at singing. The o-only one who ever t-told me I was good w-was Darren, and I never wanted to sing after I was r-rescued. I-It’s a personal thing.`

[taralyn-walsh]

Oh, I'm sorry for listening.

[ftdakota-blog]

You’re wrong, but I still love you.

[taralyn-walsh]

No you're wrong. I love you more.

[fvkdallas-blog-blog]

  `Yeah, yeah, sure.` He smiles, thankfully, though. `Thanks, Tara.`

[taralyn-walsh]

You think I'm lying.

[ftdakota-blog]

That’s all you, T.

[taralyn-walsh]

Nu uh, it's all you.

[jubibingbing]

    ’ I don’t want to talk to you right now, go away. ‘

[taralyn-walsh]

Ceci?

[killianfck]

Nothing, Lyn.

[taralyn-walsh]

You're lying. Don't lie.

[ftdakota-blog]

Mhm, I’ll keep you safe.

[taralyn-walsh]

You're the best.

[rxhunter-blog]

But I love you so much Lynny. 

[taralyn-walsh]

Fine, I'll share. But only because I love you a lot.

[fvkdallas-blog-blog]

  `No need to flatter me, Lynnie, don’t say things that aren’t true.`

[taralyn-walsh]

I'm not flattering you, it's the truth!

[okcecil-blog]

It’s this stupid MOBA that I play to stay grounded. Don’t play it.

[taralyn-walsh]

MOBA?

[killianfck]

Please leave me alone.

[taralyn-walsh]

What's wrong Grandpa K?

[autonomous-flynn-deactivated202]

You mean it?

[taralyn-walsh]

Mhm, I mean it.

[okcecil-blog]

I literally just spent thirteen hours straight playing League of fucking Legends. Christ, I need to get a life.

[taralyn-walsh]

What's League of Legends?

[autonomous-flynn-deactivated202]

I don’t know, but I don’t want to be.

[taralyn-walsh]

Then I don't think you're gonna be.