lady in distress.

I used to be loud. I used to be somebody. I used to have the world at my feet and countless things at my beck and call. Not anymore. Never again. I'm not that interesting. I'm not that important, either. That's fine, I'm okay with that now. 050416. Lost Lennon. rp.

[untamedjoce]

I used to be here a lot. I used to have people with me. I used to have my brother. I used to have a special thing. I used to be loud. Then, I got quiet. I got too messed up, too lost. I was all over the place. I still am, really. I wanted it to end, wanted everything to be over recently. And it almost was. Almost went out in a blaze of glory. Almost did the impossible. But the only thing worse than a blooming “almost” is your mum finding you in your darkest corner, covered in god knows whose blood mixed with your own, out of your nutter, and trying to find the end. That’s the worst. It’s still the worst. I’m still here, too, and that’s bad itself. “Almost” can kiss my arse right about now.

[untamedjoce]

*Waves.*

[untamedjoce]

I haven’t been around like I said I would. But I came around long enough to just say Duchess Kate had her princess. And that means a lot to me. Okay. Bye again.

[sammyclaflins-deactivated201706]

[untamedjoce]

Existing is a thing, I hear.

[untamedjoce]

I made a secret promise to myself that I wasn't going to say anything. Because, I mean, I don't really have the right to say anything because I'm never really around. Usually, I find out about most things long after they've happened and have been resolved. But I happened to catch this. And I want to say one thing about it.

My brother, Gage Warren, is the best. There's no getting around that, there's no disputing that, and there's no lie to that. He is the best. Everything he does is the best, everything he is is the best and everything he will ever do will be the best. He is the best. Things happen all the time, people are shite, and no one has respect, but that won't stop him from being the best. Because, A-BLOODY-GAIN, he is the best.

Gage is the best. My brother Gage, Braxton's husband Gage, everyone's Gage, is the best. No duplicates or imitators or assholes or disrespects or liars or anything will change that. He is the best.

He is the best you could ever have in your life and you'll never realize that because you went for second best like it was the easiest thing ever and then cut all ties like it was a normal day.

Whatever. He's the best and you're not deserving of that. And you're not deserving of anything that was related to him (including his life and his family and his care and his fucking friendship).

Did you get the part where I said he was the best? I'll repeat it just in case you didn't. He's the best.

Don't disrespect him like that.

Oops. I said words. Bye now.

[untamedjoce]

[leatherandlacey-deactivated2016]

[untamedjoce]

Wait. What?

[untamedjoce]

I used to be great.

[untamedjoce]

Remember when I used to be really loud?

[edgeofparker-deactivated2014110]

I still don’t know how I feel.

[thenightpigeon-deactivated20170]

[untamedjoce]

You know how people sometimes say "I fell off the wagon" or something like that? Well, I did but. But not in a metaphorical or deep meaning way. I found an actual wagon, sat on it, then fell off it. Then got back on it and fell off again. And the second time I hurt myself on the shoulder. So I fell off the wagon and I have a chip on my shoulder now. I'm a proper walking metaphor.

[untamedjoce]

Life is weird. Why is it weird? Stop being weird.

[untamedjoce]

Shh.

[untamedjoce]

And here I thought that promises weren't made to be broken. I think I'm officially over it for now.