❛ 💣 he's the BOMB! ( ap. )

the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. / “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / “how could you do this to me? ” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “ you’re getting better. ” / “ they smile like a snake. ” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / happiness is the best front a man can take. / “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” / you disagree; they’re more beautiful. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “oh god, what have you done? ” / roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you try to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. / adam & eve in the garden. /a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. / yves saint laurent black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. / crisp green apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / what a pretty one, they say. / you laugh without humour. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest. / broken pencil tips. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that .” / “ they weren’t there when it happened. ” / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / loon is the word of the day. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “ I miss you. ” / siblings are a funny thing. /they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / ivy infiltrating an empty, corroded church. / proud marble busts faceless & crumbling: a proud mirror to your waning sanity. / you will do anything to keep them. tear apart the world, mass murder: all that matters is that you’re together.

i’m here but i’m probably gonna start a new blog ( for like the fifth goddamn time ) since i feel this one is a little messy and filled to the brim w/ clutter .

me: *in a high-pitched mocking voice* "are you okay?" what the fuck.

sorry for the inactivity ! my mood has hit an all time low as of late and i just really needed to take some time for myself and hang out in my own company for a little while . thank u for being so patient about it and i’ll try to get to things soon . <3

ONE ( NAME / ALIAS ): katy! TWO ( BIRTHDAY ): september 20th THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ): virgo FOUR ( HEIGHT ): 5′8″ FIVE ( TIME ): 18:57 SIX ( SLEEP ): idk i don’t sleep a lot tho ?? SEVEN ( FAVORITE BOOKS ): all of karl pilkington’s books are golden lmao EIGHT ( FAVORITE ARTISTS ): i like mother mother and yeasayer! but they’re bands so NINE ( LAST MOVIE WATCHED ): lazer team back in january yikes i don’t go to the cinemas much TEN ( COLLEGE ): studying photography, graphics and computer technology! ELEVEN ( DREAM JOB ): shit idk maybe a graphics designer or a streamer on twitch ?? TWELVE ( THE MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ): it sounded cool ok...... plus it’s more fitting for a gta based james as opposed to my previous url analpatrin xoxo

“ the FUCK you do ! how d’ya think i feel , huh ? “ not that anyone gives a shit . but still , he’ll pry ------ this was mainly to provoke a reaction . nevertheless , he was pissed off and he wanted answers . she’d ignored his texts , not returned any of his calls and frankly he’d been worried sick about her . sure , he’d barged in and started yelling at her , anyone would be mad about that , but james didn’t allow for it . he was angry first . “ what’s the deal , stef ? you gonna stop avoidin’ me or what ? “

a silent chuckle passes his lips at the words and eyebrows automatically perk upward . folding his arms and pouting a little at his best friend , he allows dark eyes to roll as he is definitely giving her that look . he so desperately wanted to come out with a big fat ‘ I TOLD YOU SO ! ‘ but he knew it wouldn’t be appreciated , so instead he stuck to giving her a knowing glance , smug lips curling .