#dassie

Dassie: The Water is Fine - Chloe Ament [Today, Tomorrow, Covered in Blood, I’m Not Going Anywhere]

She enters and swims with the foam

Flashes of her mom, blood, the dressing room, the cult, her dead mom in her arms. A common dream for Cassie to wake up to. It was so suffocating some nights. The way she’d wake up in cold sweat, shaking, unable to distinguish her surroundings.

He bids her come out and come home

Luckily Dean was always there. He held her each night, no matter how late or early it was. Even if she wasn’t awake fully he’d comb through her hair, patting away her sweat with a nearby cloth. If she shook or cried a bit too much, he’d wake her home, give her a place to ground herself and breathe. A place to feel like home when her past home haunts her.

But deeper and colder she goes

Not to say it always works. Like tonight for instance, Cassie isn’t waking up, but she certainly won’t be calming down anytime soon. Dean’s heart hurts, but what can he do except be there for when she wakes up. He hopes that she’ll always wake up.

Michaelia:  Fallen Star - The Neighborhood [Starry Nights and Scar Filled Fights]

Further apart, the closer that we are

Always off and on. Never ever together together. Whenever we fight we always end up tangled up together when we wake up. It’s inevitable for us. Always too much yet never enough.

I'll keep you far away from me like a star

Whenever we try to keep the other close, one of us always gets hurt. Maybe both if we failed to heal our previous burns. I guess that’s why we distance ourselves. It doesn’t truly do anything. We’ll still end up burning each other, but at least our scars are matching.

Hard not to fall for you, I gave you all my heart

Too bad we ruined each other for anyone else. How could we possibly fall for anyone else when we understand each other in a way no one else ever will? How could we when it’s been off, then on, then off again, and on again? How could we when this burning feeling in our heart and when we touch is so addictive?

Further apart, the closer, the closer, the closer that we are

But as always. We’re bound to burn too much and hurt the other in the process. We read past each other's masks, we know of the other in a glance than anyone will ever know in years. But maybe it’s because we know so much that we’re destined to fall.

Devalish: Dandelions - Ruth B : [Picture Perfect Picnic]

'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions

Today is the day! I’m so excited!! Celine said she’ll arrive  by 11:30 am and that’s in…2 minutes 27 seconds. I should check the basket again: cherry pie, tea sandwiches, charcuterie board, and the fruit bowl. WAIT. THE TEA! Oh nevermind it’s in there. The place she picked is so pretty. There’s dandelions everywhere. They’re so fuzzy and pretty.

Wishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine

I blow on a dandelion, the seeds blowing everywhere as the wind scatters it. I look to Celine who’s painting me right now. I think she wants me to spin? Yeah she does. This is fun, I can’t wait to see how the painting turns out.

And I see forever in your eyes

I watch as Celine paints me, she has paint on her dress and dandelion seeds in her hair. She’s so beautiful. I’m glad she’s here, I can’t wait for the next time we do something like this…There will be a next time right? I look back at her and she smiles at me. At me. There’s definitely going to be a next time, I can see it.

I feel okay when I see you smile, smile

Celine shows me the painting and it’s stunning. It looks just like me, but the girl in the painting is beyond beautiful. Is this how she sees me? I like it. I like it a lot. I can’t help, but smile when I see the painted version of me smiling so brightly. I look up at the painter who’s smile is even prettier than the girl in the painting. I love Celine so much.

Striggs: One Thing - One Direction [Coffee and Casefiles]

So, get out, get out, get out of my head

It’s been, what, five years since we got divorced? So why? Why am I still missing you every day and night. Why do I think of you whenever I see anything that’s a bear? It reminds me of your stupid wood carven bear on your desk and the one you stuffed. Why am I still thinking of a guy who stuffs bears???

And fall into my arms instead

Of course the second I see him again I trip. And he just has to catch me. How annoying, I need to get my head in the game. There are killers on the loose right now, five teens who should be living normal lives, not whatever he’s having them do. UGHH everything always leads back to him, this is so stupid. And now I'm thinking of when he caught me again! EW!

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is

I hate the way my heart is starting to race when I see him. The way I slightly choke on my words. The way I feel myself staring. I don’t want to know why, I do, but I don’t want to. 

But I need that one thing

It’s way too early in the morning right now. I need a nice cup of warm instant coffee, but now I have to deal with him. He’s in the way, move! How annoying. I don’t want to see him or his really nice biceps or his phat ass really defined butt.

And you've got that one thing

This jerk. He took the last coffee. What is wrong with him?! No, he doesn’t get to look at me all confused like he didn’t just- oh he handed the mug to me. Maybe he really didn’t know. This is the same pack we used to use all the years ago! Wait…Didn’t he already take a sip of this?

Scarlett and Judd: A Thousand Miles - Vanessa Carlton  [It’s Been Awhile, Hi]

'Cause everything's so wrong and I don't belong

It’s been some time huh? It’s weird there’s a whole bunch of kids in the house now. One reminds me of you a little. Her name’s Sloane. I think you’d like her a lot. I think you’d like them all a lot. Sometimes I look at Sloane and see you though. I know it’s not right, but it helps. I’m glad I have them though. It was hard, so incredibly hard to lose you. I lost my place for a little bit, only found a place to belong because of them.

Living in your precious memory

Your room is still untouched. I know I should let Cassie, probably Sloane, take it. But I can’t let go. It’s everything you were, everything you could’ve been. It’s one of my last things of yours and I know you’d call me sentimental and that I should just pass it down, but I can’t. I’ve tried and I always fail. I’ll sit in your room, seeing you as a little girl, oh my little girl. You’re so precious to me. I hope you knew that.

'Cause I'll need you

It’s funny how much has changed. Do you remember when we would make pancakes? I’d pretend the batter was too hard to stir and you’d take over. You’d giggle and smile as you mixed the chocolate chips in, asking me what I’d do if you weren’t there. I guess we found out. 

And I'll miss you