#witherins

arden  was  not  about  to  let  herself  be  bothered  by  tybalt  song .  he  was  exactly  the  kind  of  person  who  felt  like  he  was  above  everybody  for  one  reason  or  another  and  didn’t  care  what  it  made  him .  so  while  she  wouldn’t  hesitate  to  express  her  distaste ,  she  was  never  going  to  exhaust  herself  over  him .  he’d  made  himself ,  at  least  to  her ,  impossible .  not  to  mention  she  didn’t  particularly  care  to  know  him .  arden  knew  she  had  the  unfortunate  connection  to  him  through  lucia ,  but  she  never  promised  to  even  attempt  to  be  nice .  his  presence  in  her  home  only  sped  up  the  rate  at  which  she  was  gathering  her  things  to  head  to  rome’s ,  anything  to  avoid  looking  at  something  even  shakespeare  would  regret  creating .  “ no  one  said  i  blamed  you . ”  she  scoffed ,  grabbing  her  keys  and  jacket  before  picking  up  the  remote .  on  her  way  out ,  arden  pushed  the  plastic  into  tybalt’s  chest  with  just  enough  force  to  make  his  knees  hit  the  front  of  the  couch  while  flashing  him  a  smile ,  “ don’t  call  me  darling . ”  the  words  are  chirpy ,  with  no  weight  or  bite  to  them ,  praying  she  gets  to  see  the  annoyance  flash  in  his  eyes  before  she  closes  the  door .  “ don’t  mind  the  mess ,  she’ll  be  home  soon ! ” // @witherins​

previously? horribly. bailey was very used to freaking out a lot when things went wrong and it just mounted and mounted on to hit her even worse by the end. now, she’s much more laid back. much more forgiving to herself. somebody has to be, especially when her parents still aren’t. she just picks herself up after awhile and continues as she has been  -  it’s easier said than done, of course, but bailey believes if she was able to survive worse before, she can keep going now.

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[   9:52𝑝𝑚   ]      i’m  not  gonna  force  u  to  come  to  6am  practice  w  me  .  .  .[   9:53𝑝𝑚   ]      but  i  will  bride  u  w  coffee  nd  pastries   :)

arden picked up her head when pip mumbled the song lyrics, not exactly sure what or who she could be talking about. discreetly glancing over her shoulder, she spotted phe, who had just walked into the library. looking back at the book in front of them, she shrugged, “i’m an ophelia tamer, don’t worry. i promise you i’m fluent.”