#mememonday.

“—i mean.. i don’t really have an opinion on them? it’s just a relationship with more than one person. i’m not really one to judge who they love. —although i’m not sure it’s something I would be into.. i guess i’d have to convince one person to date me before considering adding more. right now it’s just lonesome me.”

IT WAS 2015..  ( @ryderxmms )

dawn was rushing down the halls. she hated that her sister dropped her off, because elizabeth was always on a different schedule than everyone else. ‘a queen is never late everyone else is simply early’ was a more fitting senior quote than any of the others in the schools yearbook. dawn was supposed to be taking pictures at the homecoming pep rally. she was in such a hurry to get to the gymnasium she forgot to pay attention to her surroundings and smacked right into one of the band kids carrying his instrument to the gym. “oh— i am so sorry!” the two blurted out at the same time as they picked up each other’s belongings. “i’m super late.” they replied together. we a laugh, dawn poked him on the shoulder. “jinx! you owe me a coke.” the boy laughed, making a slight comment about how he was more of a sweet tea fan. “well maybe you’ll have to make me some..” dawn blushed as she handed over the boy’s instrument. “i’m dawn by the way. dawn madden.” she reached out her free hand his. “I like your name.. ryder.. like flynn rider?”

SECRETS: MY MUSE SHARING/CONFIDING THEIR DEEPEST, DARKEST SECRET WITH YOUR MUSE. 

dawn laid down on the floor of her suite. arizona laying down beside her. they were having a feelings hour. the two had been opening up to each other and sharing how they had been doing the past couple of months. sometimes you needed to just check in on your friends from time to time. “if i tell you something will you promise not to tell anyone?” she asked turning to her friend. they nodded their head in response. “a couple years ago I went looking for my birth parents in vietnam— I don’t know why, because i was adopted when i was one, but for some reason i just had this urge to reach out to them and tell them that i’m doing okay?” she folded her hands on her stomach. “i shouldn’t have tried learning anything about them.” she looked off at the ceiling fan spinning over her head. “—when you’re adopted, sometimes you start feeling minuscule, because your bio parents didn’t want you. then you’re supposed to feel better later because your adopted parents wanted you— they love you and support you.. but, for me, i’ve just never felt that. learning about my bio parents just goes to show that neither of them want me. i’m just like...” she didn’t finish her sentence. “i just want to feel wanted.”

DENDROBIUM: WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU SAID “I LOVE YOU” TO?

“okay this is going to be really embarrassing, but the last person i said i love you to was actually mig’s new puppy— he’s just so cute and i got a little over excited about having a dog around. i probably said i love you to that fur-ball like twelve times... i just wanted to make sure he understood me.”