in waves we go;

veralynn burley // 17 // anxiety "You don't have to control your thoughts. You just have to stop letting them control you."

[noelle-burke]

"And yet, here you are..unfortunately." 

[veralynnburley]

Vera looked up to see a blonde in front of her and stared right into her eyes. "Speak for yourself," She muttered darkly.

[chrismoore-grs-blog]

[veralynnburley]

I don't like to talk about me. How about yourself...

[joshuafisher-son-blog]

Josh chuckled and shook his head. “Not at all, hell would be hotter so I was just offering to make this place more fitting to hell.” He mused. “I’m not a pyro, and it’s not why I’m in here.”

[veralynnburley]

Vera looked the by up and down with a frown. "Are you hitting on me?" She rubbed her arms a bit self consciously, looking him up and down. "Then why are you here?"

[joshuafisher-son-blog]

"I’ve heard of worse places to be. Really want it to seem like hell I could…" Josh paused to examine the girl. "Light your clothe on fire."

[veralynnburley]

Vera took a cautious step back, still playing with her messy hair. Her anxiety began to rise, but she pushed it down. Right now was not the time for panic. "Is that a way for you to try and have a go at me," She asked with a frown. "Or why you're stuck in here like me?"

[veralynnburley]

"The last thing I need is to be locked up in a hell-hole like this..."