T R O U B L E D

and here you are living, despite it all independent & selective multimuse written by elz

[incorrectly-mischievous]

Harry: oh shit I fucked up

Hermione, narrating: he said, with a surprised voice, for some reason

[mortisia]

Zhang Xinyuan 张辛苑

[riverdaleladiesdaily]

Toni Topaz as Harley Quinn outfit appreciation.

[halsteadsass]

[troublcmindcd-blog]

            lonely .   she  can  see  the  reflection  of  the  sparkling  white  lights  on  the  window ,   shining  brightly  behind  her .   in  a  way ,   it's  supposed  to  make  her  feel  better ,   the  yearly  tradition  of  filling  the  house  with  so  many  christmas  decorations  that  it  looks  like  santa  himself  lived  in  the  apartment .   the  festive  songs  had  died  out  a  while  ago ,   letting  the  usual  quietness  settle  in ,   slowly  making  her  come  down  from  her  high  of  sparkly  baubles  &  cinnamon  scented  candles .   the  coffee  mug  is  left  at  the  counter  as  she  slowly  makes  her  way  out  of  the  kitchen  to  the  comfort  of  her  couch .   from  there  she  can  get  the  best  view  of  the  christmas  tree .   every  time  she  tries  to  make  it  look  like  the  one  they  always  put  together  as  a  family .   yet  every  year  she  realizes  she  can't  truly  picture  how  things  were  before .

            it's  a  strange  feeling .   a  part  of  her  hates  the  reality  that  she  couldn't  register  every  little  detail  of  her  past .   how  was  she  supposed  to  know  she  would  lose  everything  so  quickly ?   but  she  knows  she  remembers  the  important  things ,   the  memories  that  truly  matter .   how  the  first  song  her  father  taught  her  on  the  piano  was    jiggle  bells  &  she  made  sure  to  wake  everyone  up  early  in  the  morning  by  playing  it .   how  she  would  steal  the  marshmallows  from  the  kitchen  &  eat  them  at  night  with  her  sister  &  her  mother  would  only  notice  when  she  had  none  to  put  on  their  hot  chocolate .   how  both  the  girls  would  get  to  pick  one  new  ornament  for  the  christmas  tree  every  year .   how  their  dogs  would  go  crazy  chasing  them  &  running  around  the  christmas  tree  every  time  they  put  it  up  &  how  it  was  a  miracle  if  it  never  fell  out  in  the  meantime .   how  they  always  went  on  a  winter  vacation  to  enjoy  the  snow  &  how  her  sister  would  always  get  upset  about  not  being  able  to  snowboard  properly .

            now  she  just  has  a  ridiculously  decorated  &  almost  empty  house .

            almost  because  her  dogs  made  sure  to  follow  her  everywhere  she  went ,   all  of  them  now  snuggled  on  the  couch  with  her ,   as  if  knowing  their  company  was  much  needed . 

            the  happiest  time  of  the  year .                                         that  was  probably  the  biggest  lie  cassia  told  herself  every  time .

[troublcmindcd-blog]

i  feel  like  my  writing  is  a  bit  rusty  but  hey  i  gotta  start  somewhere  so  here’s  a  starter  call .     please  specify  muse !!

[troublcmindcd-blog]

YOU'RE  ALWAYS  ONE  DECISION  AWAY FROM  A  TOTALLY  DIFFERENT  LIFE

                                                          independent  &  selective  multimuse  written  by  elz