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Well then if pigfarts is so great, why don't you just go there Malfoy?

Draco: HA! Now you’re just being cute!

(( OOC: Look guys… I’m wearing pants. ))

I promise you forever

I may not be with you since your day 1 but I promised I stayed with you until the end. Happy 3500 days with SHINee. Let’s us grow old together 🌹😇

recked

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I’m not good. The last year was indescribably terrible. And the year before that was even worse. I’ve reached a point in my life where I just want to disappear into nothingness. I want to be nothing.

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It was a toxic suffocation from the beginning. But I chose to ignore it. The warning signs were there, blaring words telling me to get out and protect myself before anything happened. But you calmed me. You spoke to the demons that haunted me and chased away the anxiety that plagued my body. You made me so certain that, this undefined relationship we shared was something that had long breached friendship and was simply clambering around for more. Our hugs would soothe me even after the most tumultuous day and you would whisper how nice it felt to be wrapped in familiar arms that felt like home. That statement boggled my mind and made me understand why everything with you was alright. Everything was calm, nothing hurt and I felt like I could take on the world. Except you didn’t feel like home - you were home. Home without a warning home packed up and left. Moved to the other side of the country and left me to fend for myself, if that was possible. Home took my strength as it found another occupant who publicised their new residence as I watched home from a distance finally feeling like what I’d become. I was homeless but my home was still there but caring for someone else. That when the demons returned. Except these were new and constantly reminded me of the home I had lost. Reminded me of exactly what the perfect tenant should have been like. It was my fault that I no longer had a home and even now the pain still eats away at me as I close my eyes and try to forget the comfort and safety I was provided before I let it slip through my fingers. If I had noticed what was happening I would have help on harder, fought harder to keep that sense of belonging with me.

writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart| mkc (via wnq-writers)

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A bad idea written down is far better and far more useful to you than a blank sheet of paper and a mythical piece of brilliance that has been stuck in your head out of fear of failure. Go ahead and fail. Then make it better.

My screenwriting prof.

I felt like a lot of people needed to hear this. Including myself.

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