#heartbeatens

          lump  forms  within  throat,  voice   caught   upon  thin  air  as  gaze  mirrors  one  of  deer  stuck  in   headlights.   minuscule  part  of  her  had  been  wishing  he’d  have  ignored  knocks  upon  front  entrance   --------   or  better  yet,  simply   WOULDN’T   have  been  residing  in  home  when  she  arrived.  but,  seaira  had  no  one  to  blame  but  herself  for  the  encounter  at  hand.  after  all,  she  was  the  one  who  showed  up  unannounced  after  having  little  to  no  contact  with  the  other  for  what  seemed  like   m o n t h s.   silence  clings  to  tension  filled  air,  heart  dropping  into  stomach  at  the  sight  of  individual  she  still  loves   &   it’s  then,  that  she  finally  finds  the   courage   to  spit  out  a  sentence.   ‘   hi   ...   i  didn’t  think  you’d  answer.   ’

     there might of been a boy that was constantly on his mind as of late. it was probably obvious... well if you count making a random bouquets of pink and white peonies obvious. the shop owner had told him that they signified romance and bashfulness , and ever since he discovered the meaning of them he found himself doodling them in his school notebooks or smiling at the sight of them when he displayed them in the window. the smaller wasn’t necessarily sure if the taller man that might of accidentally wooed him thought of him at all , but gosh he hoped he did. cash was the only one working the shop today and since it was slow he decided to practice some sketches of the said flowers. he sat crisscrossed on the back counter behind the register , sketch book open and one of the extra peonies flowers tucked behind his ear as he focused on the task at hand. it wasn’t long until he was snapped out of his daze however thanks to the dainty bell that rang whenever the door was open. the smaller hadn’t thought anything of it until he looked up and his gaze was met with that of the man he had just been thinking about ‘ .. o-oh , hi there stranger. was wondering when i’d see you again.’ there was a smile on his lips , as he closed his sketch book and hoped off the counter ‘ what can i do ya for this time around ? ’ he questioned , southern accent peaking out through his words. // @heartbeatens

jolie: bc in this house, we DO know how to function

“ i’m not giving her dirty looks. “ such a blatant lie. her slender fingers wrap around the shot glass that the bartender slid over to her, lifting it up to her crimson lips and downing the tequila without hesitation. she looks over her shoulder, trying her best not to glare ( yet failing ) at the other woman who had been gazing lustfully at her date. as soon as she feels the other person’s eyes on her, she looks over and pushes some of her dark locks out of her face. “ what? i said i wasn’t giving dirty looks. she’s welcome to make all of the googly eyes she wants -- can’t promise i won’t march over and make her wish she DIDN’T, though. “

rae  don’t  even  get  me  started.    ur  writing  is  unbelievable,    like  i  really  wish  i  was  as  talented  as  u  i’m  not  even  exaggerating  GSDHS.    i  love  all  ur  muses    &    all  our  threads  even  though  i’m  the  one  who  needs  to  reply  to  most  of  them..    consider  me  garbage.    i’m  obsessed  with  both  of  ur  blogs,    &    i  truly  just  love  seeing  u  on  my  dash.    i’m  gonna  get  my  shit  together    &    we’re  gonna  have  some  more  bomb  ass  ships,    u  watch

         this whole situation was beyond fucked up in every sense of the word. last night was meant to be a rekindling of her and her best friend’s relationship and apparently both the alcohol and the lingering romantic feelings had other plans. things got more heated sexually than either of them would like to admit right now and she had definitely told him that she loved him and now here they were the next morning at a brunch that was planned a week ago. it felt as though her heart was aching as she was forced to sit across from bodhi and his girlfriend knowing and feeling everything that she did and not even the squeezing of alfie’s hand under the table was helping the emotions that were starting to surface. the brunette felt so uncharacteristically vulnerable and she wasn’t sure she could do it anymore no matter what she had promised bodhi earlier in the week ‘ hey um , i-i’m sorry you guys. i’ve got to go i’m not uh feeling too great but you guys enjoy yeah ? ’ she tried to say with a painfully fake smile and watery looking hues as she let go of her friend’s hand and grabbed her stuff not even taking a moment to look anyone in the eye before heading towards the exit. cassie couldn't help the hot tears that fell down her cheek ‘ fuck ’ she muttered as she started to dig in her bag to find her keys. it didn’t take long for the tears and frustration to win and now she looked just as pathetic as she felt , sitting on the curb with her face in her hands trying to calm herself down. // @heartbeatens

perhaps  it  was  the  ongoing  stress  that  came  along  with  having  a  child    &    having  to  be  a    responsible  adult    that  had  kelsey  out  at  a  party    ,    ruining  her  sobriety  once  again    &    even  finding  herself  being    unfaithful    towards  aaron    .    even  though  it’d  only  been  a  month  since  her  last  drink    ,    it  was  still    some    type  of  progress    .    how    ridiculous    of  her  to  destroy  that  just  for  a  rum    &    coke    &    a  couple  shots    .    had  a  boyfriend    &    a  baby  girl  at  home    ,    yet  she  still  chose  her  addiction    &    a  man  with  no  future  to  hook  up  with  for  the  night    .    the  alcohol  circulating  her  system  is    finally    becoming  bearable  as  she  trudges  home    ,    dreading  the    explosion    waiting  for  her  as  soon  as  she  walks  through  the  door    .    luckily  for  her    ,    there  was  a  bigger  chance  that  sophie  was  asleep    &    wouldn’t  have  to  witness  the  unknown    .     ❝     aaron    ?     ❞     timbre  is  subdued    ,    contemplating  whether  or  not  she  should  just  run  for  the  hills  instead  of  confessing  to  her  sins    .     ❝     i  fucked  up    ,    babe    .     ❞     the  emotion  behind  her  prose  is  practically    nonexistent    ,    as  she  finds  it  difficult  to  muster  up  anything  remotely  convincing    .

"so, how’d your DATE end up going?” lana asked the girl across from her. while the other girls would be asking out of envy, she was asking for other reasons. not so much jealous of her, but she was becoming jealous of HIM. after all this free time they’ve had hanging around the house, lana has developed a bond with her, a CRUSH if you will. but it was surely obvious to the other, considering the constant heart eyes lana can’t seem to hold back.