Couldn't put Fox together again. Not the Heroic Grey Warden, nor Charming Assassin. She was cold as ice, her heart dead from fighting. So keep Fox away, or she'll burn you with fire.
I don’t get it.
Girls that way 100-115 pounds.
I hear it all the time.
See it all the time everywhere I go.
They always have to lose more weight.
I fucking weigh more than 130.
If anyone should think they need to “lose more weight”, it should be me.
I rarely eat fast food.
I don’t drink pop anymore.
I walk to my friends house almost every day.
I walk on her treadmill as much as I can when I visit.
I don’t change.
I’m not in the best shape, but I’ve accepted what I am.
People need to be satisfied with what they have.
Because it could be a lot worse.
Right.
Nothings changed.
My best friend is now pissed off at me and hurt because of my guy best friend.
My guy best friend? I don’t want to be around because of that.
“You can go hang out with him because nothing has changed for you”
No.
No I really can’t.
You think I want to hang out with the person thats hurt you?
You think I want to hang out with a person when it used to be the three of us?
Hells Fucking Bells?
You think I’d do that to you?
You think I’d completely forget that something so huge has happened between the two of you and hang out with him like nothing happened?
It was the Three Musketeers.
We were the Three Musketeers.
Now its not.
That isn’t something that hasn’t changed.
Are you even aware that she hasn’t even turned 15 yet?
Are you even aware of the monster lurking beneath that blonde girl act?
Are you even aware that she’d willingly stab her family in the back?
Are you even aware that she steals from her own family?
Are you even aware of what shes doing?
I shouldn’t be doing this.
Not now.
I shouldn’t care.
Looking at these pictures shouldn’t do anything to me.
These random dreams shouldn’t affect me.
I was good.
I was over it.
I was fine.
I’d accepted.
I’d mostly dealt with it all.
Then that dream along with several others and those damn pictures.
All the shit.
all-the-feelings, just come rushing back.
I can’t imagine what would have happened if I had been able to go.
Probably some ugly stuff.
But I wont ever know.
I don’t think I want to know.
if i lay here
if i just lay here
would you lay with me and just blog about the world
(Source: batmansbutt, via listentomemydearcastiel)
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