I MISS YOU WHEN I C A N ' T SLEEP, OR RIGHT AFTER COFFEE OR RIGHT WHEN I CAN'T E A T. I MISS YOU IN MY FRONT SEAT, STILL GOT SAND IN MY SWEATER FROM THE NIGHTS WE DON'T REMEMBER. DO YOU MISS ME LIKE I MISS YOU—? FUCKED AROUND & GOT ATTACHED TOO. FRIENDS CAN BREAK YOUR HEART TOO. I'M ALWAYS TIRED BUT NEVER OF YOU. IF I PULLED A YOU ON YOU, YOU WOULDN'T LIKE THAT SHIT. I PUT A REEL OUT BUT YOU WOULDN'T BITE THAT SHIT — I TYPE A TEXT BUT I NEVER MIND THAT SHIT. I GOT THESE F E E L I N G S BUT YOU NEVER MIND THAT SHIT. OH, KEEP IT ON THE LOW. YOUR STILL IN L O V E BUT YOUR FRIENDS DON'T KNOW. IF YOU WANTED ME, YOU WOULD JUST SAY SO, & IF I WERE YOU I WOULD NEVER LET ME GO. I DON'T MEAN NO H A R M I JUST MISS YOU ON MY ARM — WEDDING BELLS WERE JUST A L A R M S, CAUTION TAPE AROUND MY HEART. YOU EVER WONDER WHAT WE COULD'VE BEEN—? YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T AND YOU FUCKING DID. LIE TO ME, LIE WITH ME, GET YOUR F U C K I N G FIX. NOW ALL MY DRINKS & ALL MY FEELINGS ARE FUCKING MIXED - ALWAYS MISSING PEOPLE THAT I ( SHOULDN'T ) BE MISSING. SOMETIMES, YOU GOTTA B U R N SOME BRIDGES JUST TO CREATE SOME DISTANCE. I KNOW THAT I CONTROL MY THOUGHTS, SHOULD STOP REMINISCING — I LEARNT FROM MY DAD THAT IT'S GOOD TO HAVE FEELINGS. WHEN LOVE & TRUST ARE GONE, I GUESS THIS IS MOVING ON — EVERYONE I DO RIGHT DOES ME WRONG, SO EVERY LONELY NIGHT I SING THIS SONG.
@badassteller / dear zach or vesta, — college. a seven-letter word that perfectly wrapped up the chaos of trying to figure out how to be an adult and wanting to have the time of your life. and while he should be studying, his friends convinced him to go to the party that he was currently standing at. pale digits gripped around the red solo cup as his eyes darted across the room; until he saw them. his tongue swiped across his lips, and a bit of liquid courage had him walking over to them with ease. “— think we have lit together. i’m caelan.”
her heart raced in that adrenaline-fueled manner that would typically be welcomed by the redhead, a jackhammer rate that didn’t seem CLOSE to quitting any time soon. eyes scanned the page before her once, twice, three times ; as though h o p i n g that something would change upon it by the last glance. it didn’t, of course. the name was there in bold, black lettering, and for once she was filled with an INSTANT and heavy sense of regret for not having skimmed the damn thing at least a night prior to this – the first day of cast discussions. a soft sigh left scarlet painted lips, teeth biting down hard just once, before she schooled her features into something less stricken – and right on time. “ so it is y o u , then. ” she called, voice stronger and more CONFIDENT than her feelings would belie, catching him as he entered through the door. “ one of us must’ve really pissed off the big guy. ”
pippa wellington. he read that name about a thousand times the night before. he rubbed at the paper; thinking the ink was a misprint and would rub away. of course she was casted. they had incredible chemistry in their last on-screen relationship; but that’s because they were in love last time — before everything crashed and burned, before the sound of her name caused his heart to clench. he wanted to be numb; so he popped a few pills the next morning before heading to set. but even the roxy couldn’t completely numb the sensation that moved across his frame when his eyes landed on her and her beautiful lips parted — she was far from glad to see him, that was known. “and it is you, it seems.”, he drawled as his eyes lingered on her porcelain features. “— must be a punishment to work with me, huh?”
“how does this look?” she asks, twirling around in the dress that’d been given for her to try on. the dress was meant to be for an award show, all designer and partially strapless, meant to show off her figure in a way that she never had before on the red carpet. while she wasn’t the worlds most rebellious celebrity, she did have her moment … including this upcoming event. “what do you think?
when the words fell from her lips, his eyes flickered upward as he turned his head to look at her. immediately, his eyes are searching the way the material draped her petite frame. and after a moment ( of looking like a complete and utter moron whilst staring ), a smile curled onto his features. “— i think you look beautiful.”
after a few months of a twitter rp and then me getting sent to and released from inpatient psych, i think i’m going to try my indie again. so like this if you’d like to plot something; i’m completely scraping anything i used to have.
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