duda

ain't no need to help me, 'cause baby i deliver

synopsis — you’re a popstar touring around europe. nicholas is a rising star in hollywood that attends to one of your concerts in paris while being in a small vacation after shooting his new series “grotesquerie”.

faceclaim — olivia rodrigo

warnings — none for now, just some fluff and corny since it’s the beginning. i’ll let you know ;)

author’s note — dates and hours aren’t relevant in here + already apologizing for any misspellings 🕊️

parts — ONE

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yourusername PARIS!!!!! thank you so much for the most amazing night of my life, can’t wait to see you again and have more croissants for breakfast 💋💋💋🥐🥐🥐

user OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUUUUCH

user it was the best concert of my life???? can’t believe it’s over 😭

user NO BUT WHAT WAS NICHOLAS CHAVEZ DOING THERE

the last 4 years are gonna play like a movie in my head for the rest of my life. it was the best time from start to finish. everything that has to do with the self-titled album is my favorite memory. even the stuff that wasn’t so easy to go through. cause now i look back and i see why it all happened in the order that it did. we will never make another album like that one. that’s something i’ll always be proud about, and a little sad about, and that’s just the truth. 

but what do i know? the next album might be even better than S/T. i should know better by now than to ever question the process, the plan, or the deep belief that i have in paramore… more so than i even have in myself, alone.  

every night on Writing The Future, while we were on stage, there was always a moment of realization that we can never relive anything. not any single thing. it’s cruel. seriously, we are a generation who lives almost exclusively through our photos and videos and captions, trying to freeze moments in time but it’s all only a shade of us and our experience. what’s real is what those moment create within us… and that’s what we carry with us and that’s what shapes the moments to come. or at least how we perceive them, feel them, live them. memories do serve us when we are the most nostalgic and i suppose i’m always the most nostalgic… but even my memories of the last 4 years won’t fill me the way actually living it all did. 

and that’s got to be why it’s so important to move forward and never live in the past. we can never be fulfilled by a moment that’s gone. if we’re not living in the now (wayne’s world ref) and struggling, striving to find ourselves and each other here in the present then what even is our point? yeah, i know the whole “be present/be content with where you are” spiel sounds like bullshit but it’s true… and no one needs to hear it more than me. con-stant-ly.

speaking of the present: i’ve been wedding planning, attempting to write and sometimes actually writing, moving into a new place, and building a hair-dye company from the ground up. all at the same time. yes, i am completely insane! you should see my crazy eyes. i think they’re permanent now actually.. i’m going to try my best to share bits and pieces of some of all of it as we go along but no promises cause some days i forget the internet exists (and i think that’s a good thing).  

last thing: 

thank you again for Writing The Future. never cried on stage the way i did during “Future” in Portland. the signs you guys made and held up for all the shows were moving and served as a reminder of our purpose and the hope we had for the band in the beginning. thank you guys for creating a community within our “fanbase”. we do what we can to keep it feeling like a family because that’s truly what it feels like to us… but you guys are daily doing all the work to really make it real. nothing felt more right than celebrating S/T with you guys in those gorgeous theaters. 

i’ve typed for long enough now. writing lyrics with carpal tunnel sounds great and all but i’d rather not. 

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