–– ♡ ❛ + 超级冠军 !

& the truth runs wild, like a tear down a cheek. trying to save face and daddy heart break, i'm lying through my teeth. this voice inside, has been eating at [ me ], trying to replace the love that i fake with what we both [ N E E D ] ...

[thegccdsde]

sorry guys , taking a little mental health hiatus because i really really need it ! 

[thegccdsde]

d*pression hit me hard today so i’ll shoot some replies out later 

[mendes-shawn]

‘’@shawnmendes HOLA ! Yo soy un hombre ! Yo como pollo y papas haha’’

[deactivated-blog]

Timothée Chalamet at the 76th Golden Globe Awards

[dailyaleclightwood]

[oilversqueen]

[lovestoriies-blog1]

kiissme‌:

@grownpale

@rcdwinedrip​

[blindedbythesparks]

[queen-kendall-jenner-blog]

[thegccdsde]

& rougedlips‌:

｢  » ♡ *  ｣ - MAYBE IT WAS THE WAY THEY COMPLIMENTED EACH OTHER THAT MADE ARIEL FEEL SO AT EASE. despite her reputation at playing with men’s hearts, it wasn’t easy for her to show such affection with someone. most times it was a quick fuck & discard, but it had never been that way with max. “whatever you say, baby.” the redhead shook her head nonchalantly. they didn’t need to speak to K N O W the truth. that was the joy of the semi-relationship. “don’t tell me what to do.” she hissed playfully, a hand moving to rest against his cheek regardless of her words. even with a million people watching, she still would have pressed her lips to his. “so fucking needy.” she murmured.

it seemingly broke everything everything max had once said he dead set against, trusting someone, being with someone, giving them everything he had. and that had happened, without him even being aware of it. slowly parts of him had poured out from the cracks in his walls and had slowly been replaced with images of her. her, her. she was all consuming and had fallen so easy into his life. “god you’re so fuckin’ annoying.” he groaned as he pressed his lips to hers lightly, feeling the warmth of her body wash over him.

[disapprcve-archive]

ugh i’m dying for a stockholm syndrome thing where this pure lil’ flower gets introduced by an entire new words full of booze, drugs, robberies and whatEVER. at first it’s nothing but cruelness and forcing to cook for them but her curiosity turns him on and he teaches her how to shoot and ugh hit me the fuck UP

[thegccdsde]

plot: i can’t find the link but it’s a ‘bump into you at the grocery store’-esque thing open to: m / f / nb connection: ex / past fling that ended awkwardly

‘    he had been wandering up the same aisle for what felt like hours, the brands blending together as he shook his head in disbelief. it shouldn’t be this hard to pick cereal, it was just something to get his day started why was it causing him such a headache. his mind was almost up in the clouds as he grabbed a box of whatever and shoved it into his cart, making a mental note to ask his sister what she thought when she heard the metal of his cart collide with another. “shit i’m so sor----” he stopped dead in his tracks as he bright hues caught the familiar face of someone he had tried hard to forget.

[thegccdsde]

& sinsfilled‌:

* ◹ THOUGH BIRDIE FOUGHT IT THERE WAS A WAVE OF GUILT THAT WASHED OVER HER. it had been a long time since she had taken responsibility for something that hurt someone that she cared for. in some twisted thought process, she knew she still loved max. for the career-driven blonde, it was always one or the other. a career or a relationship. the two often C O N T R A D I C T E D each other. nothing prepared her for the betrayed look on max’s face. “that’s not true.” the woman shook her head with certainty. “you’re probably too good for me. i’m selfish, max. i think you’ve known that since you’ve met me. that doesn’t mean i don’t love you. i do love you. i don’t want to let you go, it’s devastating to even think about, but i don’t want to keep hurting you.”

it was hard, to keep himself calm, collected, sensible when she was single handed breaking his heart without even shedding a single tear. he always hoped that they were a forever and always thing, that’s what he’d told his friends when they ridiculed him over beers for dating a model, that’s what he told his mother when she coo’d and begged him to bring her home. and now here she was, practically holding his heart in her hand and squeezing, crushing it till it was nothing but dust, “but that ain’t fuckin’ good enough for you is it ?? i’m not enough for you, it’s always gonna be about being the fuckin’ best no matter what, or who.”

[ofdamnation]

susierpt :

ok but an immortal couple who break up and get back together every thirty years or so, and they’re messy as fuck, like every couple decades they break up and swear that they’ll never speak for the rest of eternity, until inevitably one tracks the other down and shows up like “okay, i’ve elected to forgive you, we’re together again” and the other is like “BUT WHO SAYS I FORGIVE YOU FOR THE AL CAPONE INCIDENT” and then they’re arguing/making out and meanwhile the rest of the immortal community just groans and rolls their eyes because jesus christ, this again, they have been doing this since the holy roman empire.

[thegccdsde]

outgoing snapchat 📷

BAILEY: i promise i wont be mad BAILEY: but don’t lie to me again BAILEY: did you drink the last of my milkshake ???

[thegccdsde]

plot: based on this. open to: m / f / nb connection: boyfriend / girlfriend / partner

‘    she couldn’t sleep. it had been hours of tossing and turning before georgie had pulled herself from her restless stupor, careful not to wake the peaceful body next to her. her bare feet had stumbled their way into the dimly light kitchen, the moon casting a silver glow across the cabinets as she poured herself a glass of water, flicking the radio on to try and calm her restless mind. it took mere minutes of her tuning the stations before a soft melody quietly trickled through the speakers, her hips recognising the rhythm and moving sweetly to the beat.    

[valtsv]

admit it, we’ve all fantasised about slow-dancing in the kitchen barefoot in our pyjamas at 2am in the arms of someone we love while old romantic jazz songs play softly on the radio

[thegccdsde]

& drssedinblck‌:

open to f. could be anything your little heart desires, just no crime please.

“you know, we’re going to have to tell them at some point,” caleb spoke softly, letting out a sigh as he rubbed his hand down the side of his face. “we can’t keep it a secret forever.” he wasn’t a fan of keeping secrets, especially when they were this big. the last thing he wanted was to keep it from the people they know and love. 

“i know,” georgie sighed, running her nimble hands through her blonde locks as she looked up at the other, her iridescent hues scanning his face for some form a solace, “i really wasn’t expecting this, not now anyway.” she said as she cast her eyes down to the test which lay on the table infront of them, taunting her with it’s plus.