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           ❝  are you INSANE like me ? been in PAIN like me ? bought a hundred dollar bottle of CHAMPAGNE like me ? just to pour that motherfucker down the DRAIN like me ?  ❞

independent, selective, private, original muse. written by red. ANNABEL LEIGHTON.

Right, Bets?

Totally.

theirfight.

       ❛ … you can tell, huh ? ❜    a faint grin spreads across the crimson-haired girl’s features ; she’d been incredibly lost, trying to make her way through the hallways by her lonesome.  needless to say, vee was incredibly thankful when the blonde began to walk beside her.    ❛ i just moved here last week, and it’s my first day here.  —  i’m vienna, but my friends call me vee. ❜    her grin slightly widens as she proceeds to hand the girl her  ( previously )  neatly folded schedule, which had a note scribbled across the bottom.   ❛ i’m trying to find that room.  —  yearbook committee. ❜

        annabel let her lips spread gently into a welcoming smile, her hands gripping at books in her palms, before nodding softly at the girl, her bottom lip being dragging softly against teeth.    ❝  yeah, but don't worry, the place isn't too big, and now you have the best guide around to help you out ! i'm annabel, and i don't mean this in any sort of bragging tone, but i'm sort of in charge of every activity here in the school.  ❞    her eyes brighten up as she extends her hand, slipping the freshly unfolded schedule on top of her books, her eyes scanning for the room number before nodding again, eyes returning up to the stranger vee.    ❝  i don't have yearbook this year, unfortunately you can't take pictures and cheer at the same time, but i do occasionally help with page layouts, and i'm talking extremely too much, i'm sorry. ------ the room is in b hall, the second hall closest to the front doors, on the left, it's about three classrooms down, on the left, again.  ❞    she finishes her statement with a soft laugh before pulling a pen from her bag, and a clean sheet of paper from her binder, quickly scribbling against it before hand it  (  and the schedule  )  back to the other.    ❝  my number, in case you get lost. or need somewhere to sit at lunch, feel free to text me anytime !  ❞

┊ visual. › you could say that my life’s a mess / but i’m still looking pretty in this dress. ┊ thoughts. › i wear my heart on my sleeve / don’t act like that’s a disease. ┊ch. study. › hold on to me / cause i’m a little unsteady. ┊ arc. main. › two sides of a storm / seem to seek control by contradictions. ┊aesthetic. › i want to feel alive. ┊ooc / listen up. › psa. ┊ooc / a wish is a dream your heart makes. › wishlist. ┊ooc / as the old story goes. › headcanon. ┊ooc. › starter call. ┊ooc. › tunes. ┊ooc. › meme. ┊ooc. › answered. ┊ooc / a beautiful thing from a beautiful person. › re: keepsakes.

god, i love him. i love him so much.  l o o k  at him. look at the way he smiles, the way he speaks! the way he laughs, the way he weeps…

i want to   hold him forever.   i want to give   e v e r y      o u n c e   of my love for him.

thickcrskiin.

       “ pretty sure my mother would highly disagree with you on that. ”

          ❝  well your mother is obviously wrong !! flowers are proof of the living and beauty in this world, why would anyone want to deny them in any situation ??  ❞

starter call while i work on a promo !!

@stcrlitsky / BESTIE FOR THE RESTIE !

         ❝  lucas kane, are you JUDGING me on my milkshake addiction, because if i remember correctly from grade school, judging people isn’t nice !!  ❞

thickcrskiin.

       “ i’m not entirely sure about that– i mean, maybe around the house, sure, but i’m not sure job interviewers would really appreciate it as much as us. ”

         ❝  any job interviewer that is against flowers is a job you DON’T need !!  ❞

@thickcrskiin

         ❝  jan, you know what would really pull that outfit together ?? a flower crown !!  ❞

@theirfight / FOR DEREK !

        hazel hues look up towards the new body in the room, a huff falling from the boy’s lips as his eyes scanned the room, no doubt for her, a soft puff of laughter slipping past her lips as she lets her chin rest against her hand.     ❝  you know, last time you came running in here like this, you confessed your undying love for me.  ❞    maybe a SLIGHT over exaggeration on her part, but she hoped he’d get at least a small laugh out of it.