i’m feeling N E R V O U S trying to be so P E R F E C T.
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i’m feeling N E R V O U S trying to be so P E R F E C T.
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“You look stuck —” A simple drive from the old town to the new side was all she planned to do. Ivy didn’t plan to stay in this place for long. But there was something appealing about it. Witnessing a cloud of dark smoke up ahead, the girl couldn’t help but be curious. When she rolled up her old mustang to the individual on the side of the road, she pushed her circle sunnies down her nose to get a better look at the person. “Did you need some help?”
“Of course my phone is dead..” Elise didn’t know how she ended up with such a shitty car, could possibly be because she got it from a sketchy dealership from a guy who didn’t even realize his fly was down. Letting out a groan of frustration, she kicked at the bumper of her Subaru before stepping back from the dancing black smoke coming from her engine. It took her a moment to realize someone had actually pulled up along side of her. The blonde looked over her shoulder, replying to the other more sarcastically than she wanted, “Stuck? Noo.. I’m stargazing”
“So you’re telling me you called me over here NOT for a lap dance?” This was definitely a first for Elise. Usually whenever she had busy work nights like this, she’d get many requests in; Lap dances, pole sessions, etc. But never has she ever gotten a request just for a conversation, what was even more interesting about the situation was the person wasn’t a middle-aged man or an old, wrinkly one. Flipping her golden locks over her shoulder, she plopped herself down on the chair across from the other, putting one leg over the other as analyzing orbs traced over the figure. She was suspicious.
“You don’t usually come in here, do you?”
Hello again. For those who don’t know, My name is Sam and I am 21 years old. I tried.. but I couldn’t get any muse from Olivia and I am truly sorry to anyone who didn’t get to interact with her. However, here is my troublesome darling Elise.. She has a lot of baggage but she has a lot of love.
TW: Past abusive relationship.
It feels like 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 is easy It’ll never be
That’s alright Let it out
𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘔𝘦
just let me cry a little bit longer….
♦ Is it better to get other’s approval or to be proud of ones own merits?
“You aren’t happy if you are trying to seek the approval of others.
So, To be proud of ones own merits”
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a damaged s o u l does not equal a w e a k one
I GUESS I’M JUST A MESS AND MAYBE I’M JUST L O N E L Y AND B I T T E R
BUT I KNOW THAT MY HEAD’S A STORM AND MY CHEST IS EMPTY
ひまわりとねこ
❝ Why didn’t you tell me this before? ❞
“What was I suppose to say? MY problems aren’t yours–” Olivia didn’t like bringing others into her personal endeavors, she had enough baggage as it was. She didn’t need anyone judging her more for past mishaps. Standing up from her seat, she shifted her emerald gaze towards the steaming pot of tea, her lips parting for a moment almost as if she wanted to say something else to the male. Lightly shaking her head, she pushed back a strawberry lock behind her ear. “It wouldn’t matter to you anyway”.
░ Some angsty starter sentences !! ❝ It’s okay — you’re going to be okay! ❞ ❝ No, please don’t leave… ❞ ❝ What do you mean you’re leaving?❞ ❝ I…I’m sorry. I have to go ❞ ❝ Where does it hurt?❞ ❝ What the hell did you do that for?❞ ❝ Why didn’t you tell me this before? ❞ ❝ No, they can’t be… they can’t be gone❞ ❝ I thought that we would go together ❞ ❝ I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do it, but I had to tell them.❞ ❝ It won’t stop bleeding! ❞ ❝ Why do you make me feel so vulnerable? ❞ ❝ Who shot you?! ❞ ❝ What did you do? ❞ ❝ Are you all right? ❞ ❝ I can’t do this anymore ❞ ❝ I don’t think I can make it…❞ ❝ Why are you doing this to me? ❞ ❝ You’ve been unconscious for hours.❞ ❝ You have a fever…❞ ❝ I think I’m sick…❞ ❝ You shot me! ❞ ❝ What happened to you? ❞