𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐨?

@blondebl4zer - blonde blazer / mandy. 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲.

@r3vengetour - liv morgan. 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲.

@sparklebelt - sports multi. 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲.

@pr1smed - prism / alice. 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐲.

@midtownshope - gwen stacy. 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐲.

@love6ites - aj lee. 𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬.

[ TXT ] : why are you still awake?

[ TXT ] : hey, where did you go?

[ TXT ] : it's getting bad again.

[ TXT ] : guess i'll just sit in bed. alone. by myself.

[ TXT ] : you can't ignore me forever.

[ TXT ] : i can't stop thinking about you.

[ TXT ] : just saw i called you last night. how'd that go?

[ TXT ] : i really need someone right now.

[ TXT ] : we need to make plans asap.

[ TXT ] : have you seen the news?

[ TXT ] : you were blackout drunk.

[ TXT ] : testing to see if you blocked my number...

[ TXT ] : do you know anything about doing stitches?

[ TXT ] : just please let me know you're okay.

[ TXT ] : did you forget we had plans?

[ TXT ] : i know you see my messages, your read receipts are on.

[ TXT ] : meet me at [ location ], it's important.

[ TXT ] : do you need comfort, to vent, or a solution?

[ TXT ] : is there anything i should bring?

[ TXT ] : call me. please, it's important.

[ TXT ] : i can't sleep.

[ TXT ] : have you eaten today?

[ TXT ] : you are always going to be my priority.

[ TXT ] : i haven't seen you around in awhile.

[ TXT ] : i had a dream about you last night.

[ TXT ] : the names are gonna get mean if you don't text me back.

[ TXT ] : at the risk of sounding cliche, what are you wearing?

[ TXT ] : just say the word and i'll drop everything.

[ TXT ] : do you seriously not remember?

[ TXT ] : come to the front door.

[ TXT ] : have you been drinking?

[ TXT ] : how do you feel after last night?

[ TXT ] : are you up? please be up.

[ TXT ] : you looked beautiful today.

[ TXT ] : i have so much to tell you.

[ TXT ] : no one's heard from you. are you okay?

[ TXT ] : who is this?

[ TXT ] : are you taking care of yourself?

[ TXT ] : thought i'd reach out and see how you're doing.

[ TXT ] : i miss the taste of your lips.

[ TXT ] : that kiss was really nice.

[ TXT ] : stop acting so high and mighty.

[ TXT ] : i left my [ item ] at your place.

[ TXT ] : are we still fighting?

[ TXT ] : i need help and i can't go to the hospital.

[ TXT ] : are you thinking about me too?

[ TXT ] : call me, i wanna hear your voice.

[ TXT ] : i don't want to talk to you.

[ TXT ] : what do you have to lose?

[ TXT ] : you don't have to ask, i'm already on my way.

[ TXT ] : i want to take a nap on you.

[ TXT ] : even if you called 6 months later at 3am, i'd answer.

[ TXT ] : what's my name in your phone?

[ TXT ] : how's trying to forget about me going?

[ TXT ] : i have nobody else to ask.

[ TXT ] : what do you mean you're at the hospital??

[ TXT ] : sorry, i think you have the wrong number.

[ TXT ] : good morning! you up yet?

[ TXT ] : do i sense sarcasm in your tone?

[ TXT ] : you start your day at 2pm?

[ TXT ] : you need MY help?

[ TXT ] : stop texting me.

[ TXT ] : i'll leave that up to your imagination.

[ TXT ] : are you asking me to sneak out?

[ TXT ] : when will i see you again?

[ TXT ] : if you come over, i'll order us a pizza.

[ TXT ] : are we ever going to talk about it?

[ TXT ] : can you come get me out of here?

[ TXT ] : you mean like ... a BODY - body?

[ TXT ] : it's just been one thing after another lately.

[ TXT ] : forgiving and forgetting is harder than it sounds.

[ TXT ] : i want your legs wrapped around my head.

[ TXT ] : call me when you wake up.

[ TXT ] : what are you doing that's more important than me?

selenagomez: In honor of SHOWGIRL .. blessed to have you by my side almost 20 years later gator! I love you @taylorswift forever and always

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐚  𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 (pt. 2)

𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞

when  i  found  you,  you  were  young,  wayward,  lost  in  the  cold.

i  pulled  up  to  you  in  the  jag,  turned  your  rags  into  gold.

the  winding  road  led  to  the  chateau.

you  remind  me  of  a  younger  me

i  saw  potential.

i’ll  be  your  father  figure.

i  drink  that  brown  liquor.

i  can  make  deals  with  the  devil  because  my  dick’s  bigger.

this  love  is  pure  profit.

just  step  into  my  office.

i  dry  your  tears  with  my  sleeve.

leave  it  with  me.

i  protect  the  family.

i  pay  the  check  before  it  kisses  the  mahogany  grain.

they  want  to  see  you  rise,  but  they  don’t  want  you  to  reign.

i  showed  you  all  the  tricks  of  the  trade.

all  i  asked  for  was  your  loyalty. 

my  dear  protégé.

they’ll  know  your  name  in  the  streets.

i  saw  a  change  in  you.

they  don’t  make  loyalty  like  they  used  to.

your  thoughtless  ambition  sparked  the  ignition  on  foolish  decisions,  which  led  to  misguided  visions.

the  belief  that  to  fulfill  your  dreams,  you  had  to  get  rid  of  me.

i  was  your  father  figure.

we  drank  that  brown  liquor.

you  made  a  deal  with  this  devil;  turns  out  my  dick’s  bigger.

you  want  a  fight?  you  found  it.

i’ve  got  the  place  surrounded.

you’ll  be  sleeping  with  the  fishes  before  you  know  you’re  drowning.

whose  portrait’s  on  the  mantel?

who  covered  up  your  scandals?

mistake  my  kindness  for  weakness  and  find  your  card  cancelled.

you  pulled  the  wrong  trigger.

this  empire  belongs  to  me.

𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭  𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

everybody’s  so  punk  on  the  internet.  everyone’s  unbothered  until  they’re  not.

every  joke’s  just  trolling  and  memes

sad  as  it  seems,  apathy  is  hot.

everybody’s  cutthroat  in  the  comments.

every  single  hot  take  is  cold  as  ice.

when  you  found  me,  i  said  i  was  busy.

that  was  a  lie.

i  have  been  afflicted  by  a  terminal  uniqueness.

i’ve  been  dying  just  from  trying  to  seem  cool.

but  i’m  not  a  bad  bitch,  and  this  isn’t  savage.

i’m  never  gonna  let  you  down.

i’m  never  gonna  leave  you  out.

so  many  traitors,  smooth  operators,  but  i’m  never  gonna  break  that  vow.

i’m  never  gonna  leave  you  now.

the  last  time  i  laughed  this  hard  was  on  the  trampoline  in  somebody’s  backyard.

i  must’ve  been  about  eight  or  nine.

that  was  the  night  i  fell  off  and  broke  my  arm.

pretty  soon,  i  learned  cautious  discretion.

when  i  said  i  don’t  believe  in  marriage,  that  was  a  lie.

every  eldest  daughter  was  the  first  lamb  to  the  slaughter.

things  i  said  were  dumb  because  i  thought  that  i’d  never  find  that  beautiful  life  that  shimmers  that  innocent  light  back

like  when  we  were  young.

every  youngest  child  felt  they  were  raised  up  in  the  wild.

now  you’re  home.

𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

glistening  grass  from  september  rain.

a  gray  overpass  full  of  neon  names.

you  drive,  eighty-five,  down  gallatin  road  and  past  the  lakeside  beach.

watching  the  game  from  your  brother’s  jeep,  your  smile  miles  wide.

it  was  not  an  invitation.

i  should’ve  kissed  you  anyway.

it  was  not  convenient,  no.

your  girlfriend  was  away.

shiny  wood  floors  underneath  my  feet.

a  disco  ball  makes  everything  look  cheap.

have  fun,  it’s  prom.

a  wilted  corsage  dangles  from  my  wrist.

over  his  shoulder,  i  catch  a  glimpse  and  see  you  looking  at  me.

as  the  50  cent  song  played,  i  should’ve  kissed  you  anyway.

it  would’ve  been  the  best  mistake.

don’t  make  it  awkward  in  second  period.

it  might  piss  your  ex  off.

lately  we’ve  been  good.

staying  friends  is  safe,  but  that  doesn’t  mean  you  should.

when  i  left  school,  i  lost  track  of  you.

[name]  called  me  with  the  bad  news.

goodbye.

we’ll  never  know  why.

i  flew  home  anyway,  with  so  much  left  to  say.

i  whispered  at  the  grave,  “should’ve  kissed  you  anyway.”