#Goody Grace

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另一张化石位于外置硬盘 【第二章】

从2015年

🎵 ： Goody Grace - Scumbag [feat. blink-182]

她说我是个人渣  想要拿回她的爱  我人生的故事  为何我是如此的一个混蛋呢？  所有的一切都是我的错  每一次都是这样 为什么呢？

甚至无法争吵  我彻底的搞砸了， 这切都太难了 粉碎我的心， 仿佛卡通动画般 并无法修补了 是啊， 但有什么不同呢？  在破碎的爱和监狱之间？

她说：「为何你从不聆听？」 至少，我想她做到了吧 我不知道，我不知道事情如何能发展至如此糟糕的地步  当事情已经发展至如此糟糕的地步之时  我不知道为何我让你难过

每一次都是这样 为什么呢？  （噢，为什么呢？） 我知道， 我知道她恨我 我知道， 我知道她无法忍受我了

我希望她知道我现在无法面对我自己了

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210 Lilac Sky - Goody Grace

[gerryland]

[raptuarysotd]

[dreadnoughtus]

i found my new anime gf

[womanlv]

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 : @driptape​

“ i bet you wish you cared more when i wanted you .. ” she frowns , crossing her arms over her chest . “ i sent you a text and i know that you read it, ‘cause i know there isn't a time that you're not on your phone. ” 

[quackberri]

Fame fandom (if y'all exist???) ..i supply food.

[scftcored]

ヽ  ⁺  ˖     angeliccals

“   whoever   said   nothing   good   ever   happens   after   2   am   ,   well   . . .   they   never   met   you   .   ”

[stanfordprepped]

"No fair...You really know how to make me cry When you gimme those ocean eyes."

[rosecoloredmuses]

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇?

Alll-mer

An Ascended God said to rival the Old Gods. you find yourself affiliated with him. you may be someone who has a strong moral compass.in your childhood you may have been someone to struggle to form connections but now in present time not so much. yet this causes no such shortages of doubt. Are you good enough? perhaps you think of yourself as a waste. but if anything you will find a way to recycle that waste. you will take on the worlds hurt and turn into mulch and grow tall trees and beautiful flowers. but in your wake be aware of those you leave behind. be aware of that little child that struggled to make connection. would that child be in awe of you or be scared of the burden you amass. despite your size, your grandeur you cannot save everyone.

Tag: @bishonenprince

Tagging: steal it from me pls!

[awareagainpsycho]

They say nothing good

Ever happens after 2:00 a.m

Trouble in the neighborhood

Laying in strangers' beds

Yeah, I know how it looks

But we can sleep when we're dead

'Cause whoever said nothing good

Ever happens after 2:00 a.m

Well they never met you.

[notladylikes]

when she awakens, it’s her mother’s smiling face above her. a breath of air in her lungs, it hurts, but only a little. tabitha doesn’t give her a moment to speak, though her throat feels scratchy. she doesn’t remember having a sore throat before. but before she can say anything, her mother is pulling her into a hug, wrapping her arms around her and crying into her shoulder.

her first thought is to immediately wrap tabitha up in a hug and hold her close.

still clad in clothes that are caked in blood, she looks in the mirror for the first time. crimson tinges across her face, smeared into the spaces in her hair, her clothes look like they had paint splattered across them.

but it wasn’t paint, now was it, talia? there are flashes. a car accident. she barely remembers the idea of it.

“mama,” she says, and her throat is on fire. she talks softly, not testing her limits. instead she’s grabbing the glass of water put in front of her, downing it like a victim dying of thirst. it soothes, the cooling properties enough to give a bit of a reprieve, but she doesn’t know what causes this madness. “what happened?”

tabitha does not speak. she simply sits across the table from her, cutting up a series of vegetables for their dinner tonight. she doesn’t meet talia’s gaze.

a small sigh escapes talia’s lips and she gathers the strength to speak again. it’s less of a harsh burn this time, but more of an ache that seems like it’s going to settle in for a while. is this going to remain? or is it going to fade?

“where’s daddy?”

that’s the point at which tabitha shifts, talia can see a change in her demeanor, and she’s placing down the knife with a shaking hand, pushing the cutting board and food items away from herself.

“honey, i’ve got to tell you a story…”