#badliar

[suppressed-words]

I wish.

[psychoticodes]

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[jupitersense29]

Bad Liar

I pretend to be okay

but I’m not.

Drawing a rainbow in anything,

but it’s just a bowl of bullshits around my head.

I wish I could spend with you longer,

but I know life has different assignments to us.

I guess I would not be longer to see you again, even when I don’t want to.

but…, I will be a Bad Liar, again

-💫🪐

[michaelgarciav1]

¿Te extrañas a tí mismo?

~MichaelGarcia

[loise-universe]

I as walking down the street the other day tryna distract myself but then I see your face. Oh, wait, that's someone else

[badliar-09]

Aquellas canciones que cargan con el recuerdo de lo que fuimos siguen sonando en mi cabeza como la primera vez; la vez que nos tuvimos.

[butimabadliar]

(El fondo cuadriculado no es parte de la tablilla, solo la presentación)

Tablilla 31: BadLiar - Apertura y Post

Descarga: Apertura - Post

Los colores están en el style con variables, ambas tablillas, tanto post como apertura llevan la misma estructura, si se cambia el color de una, se cambia de todas las que lo usen allí mismo. La único forma de que esto no suceda es cambiando la segunda class en esta parte:

<div class="BadLiar var">

De este modo (pongo la palabra helado como ejemplo, pero ponen la que gustan):

<div class="BadLiar helado">

Y para que el css nuevo solo afecte a esta agregar o cambiar el css de este modo:

.BadLiar.helado{--blanco: #fafaf8;--smoke: #f3f3f2;--eae: #e6e2e0;--111: #212121;--negrorgb: 2, 2, 2;--accentoa: #6f2836;--accentob: #402943;--444: #444;--border: 1px solid #dadada;--gradi: var(--accentoa), var(--accentob);--letra: "Montserrat", sans-serif;--letrab: "Roboto", sans-serif;}

[lilith-ko]

album covers from my discography (Lambs) Snail Steps (Nov, 2021) Animals (Jan, 2023) Badliar (Mar, 2023) LAMBS (Jan, 2024)

[bloodtwin]

He spared her a glance. A mistake, one he regretted immediately, for her smile made his stomach twist in horrible knots. He stared at the flames instead.

He had been trying to give her space lately. Distancing himself, avoiding her, keeping his hands tucked behind his back when she was near. What he'd been doing before, the little flirtations & lingering touches, only hurt him in the long run, yet he couldn't seem to stop himself until his grave was well & truly dug. Slowly, painfully, running himself through with a knife over & over when it was so unbearably clear that he could BLEED HIMSELF DRY, and she would still save her sweetest smiles for someone else.

It was better this way. He couldn't HURT her this way. Only himself. Though Puck couldn't help but harbor a grudge against the man, Rolan wasn't a bad person. Puck admired his dedication to his siblings, his unwavering loyalty towards them; it is something he understood & respected above all other things. Rolan was not only protective but reliable. Puck would be that too, if he could.

But he couldn't. He couldn't do anything other than inevitably BETRAY everyone around him. If she allowed him to, he would love hold her too roughly, and she would become nothing more than a pool of blood in his mouth. It was better this way. It was better this way. Better this way. Better this way, better this way, betterthisway betterthiswaybetterthiswaybetterthiswaybetterthiswaybetterthiswaybetterthiswayBETTERTHISWAYBETTERTHISWAYBETTERTHISWAYBETTERTHISWAYBETTERTHISWAYBETTERTHISWAYBETTERTHISWAYBETTERTHISWAYBETTERTHISWAY ⸻

⸻ Different, different, different. So obvious. You're so obvious. Pathetic, sniveling thing. You forget you can take what you want when you want. You don't even want her. You want her HEART. You can take that, too.

His nails dug into the palms of his hands, jaw clenching as he tried to remember how to breathe. How to silence his own thoughts just this once.

❝ Of course, ❞ he said all too quickly, skittishly, voice wavering. BADLIAR. More firmly but distant, as if reassuring himself now, he repeated the phrase: ❝ Of course . . . ❞

Of course everything was okay. She was happy. More than happy. Her joy was almost infectious, the way it lit up every room she walked in. That was what he wanted, wasn't it ？No, It Isn't.

He turned to face her again. She always looked pretty, but especially now in the glow of the fire. He likely looked gaunt, sickly. Disheveled & distraught. This was unkind of him. He should not have sat down with her. He should have walked away, let it go.

But he needed to know.

The smile Puck gave her at that moment was shaky but honest, no matter what his thoughts tried to force him to believe. It hurt. Gods, it hurt, but it was true when he spoke, ❝ I am glad. You make a lovely couple. ❞

A pause then, for he knew that she knew there was more to it than that. He chewed his lip, nearly cutting himself in the process, before adding: ❝ Don't worry about me. I will be all right. I just- Well, I care about you. I want to know you're happy. That is enough for me. ❞ 

Or it will be. Some day, he hoped. 

                                                       𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 .                                                unprompted interactions

@bloodtwin: ❝ So, you & Rolan are . . . ？❞ He trails off, not getting the rest of the question out of his mouth. He'd almost asked if they were a couple, but that wasn't really what he meant. He already knew they were a couple. Thinks they're rather sweet together. Really, if you asked him, he would say he was happy for them. It wouldn't be a lie. Puck's eyes dart to the side. There's a lump forming in his throat as it tightens. He wishes now more than anything that he didn't wear his emotions so plainly on his face. He hopes she doesn't notice. It's not like it's her fault. He shouldn't have even talked to her in the first place. Voice a little quieter, he rephrases the question: ❝ Does he make you happy ？❞

        These  last  weeks  have  been  nothing  but  exciting.     Her  first  relationship.  A  crush  that  turned  out  not  to  be  as  one-sided  as  expected.  To  say  Babette  was  not  beaming  from  the  inside  out  would  be  a  blatant  lie  ;  the  haglet  was  visibly  happy.  More  than  usual.  Even  more  motivated,  getting  up  extra  early,  helping  with  the  cooking  as  if  already  envisioning  a  domestic  life  when  this  adventure  was  over.

The  mention  of  the  tiefling  alone  brought  a  smile  to  her  palish  lips,  only  to  subtly  take  the  hint.  Puck's  tone  was  different,  if  only  a  little.  That  sweet  grin  shifted  into  a  more  neutral  one  before  a  flicker  of  worry  passed  her  visage.  The  half-elf  did  act  different  as  of  recently.  Not  as  clingy,  not  as  pushy  (  in  the  sweetest  way  possible  ).  A  little  gentleman  ;  charming  to  no  end.

And  the  seamstress  remembered  the  private  talks  she  had  with  the  wizard,  for  he  definitely  had  suspicions  from  the  beginning.

     ❝ He  does. ❞      Accompanied  by  a  single  nod,  wine-red  eyes  glued  to  the  bonfire  in  front  of  the  pair.     ❝ He's  not  as  grumpy  as  he  seems  to  be.  The  road  just  takes  a  toll  on  us  all.  His  siblings  are  his  top  priority.  Mine  would  be  too,  would  I  were  to  travel  with  them. ❞      A  light-hearted  voice,  meant  to  reassure,  but  somehow  it  felt  so  strange.  Babette  always  talked  about  basically  everything  with  Puck.  Why  does  this  topic  leave  a  bitter  taste  in  her  mouth   ?    

     ❝ Y-You  are  acting  different  from  before,  Pucky.  Is  everything  okay  .  .  .  ? ❞

[mxgxm]

girls don’t want guys, they want selena gomez’s street style in 2018

[cons-veha]

[aiflywithhj]

280920- HYUKJAE #BadLiar

first time using this new apps for drawing andd i messed up a lot lol ..it was a good experience (probably😅😅) i will practice more ^v^

[stupid-exaggerate]

So look me in the eyes,

Tell me what you see:

Perfect paradise,

Tearing at the seams,

I wish I could escape,

I don't wanna fake it,

Wish I could erase it,

Make your heart believe...

But I'm a bad liar.

-Giulia (@stupid-exaggerate)

(Si, è il mio occhio)

[badliar-09]

Y si me preguntas, sí, aquella canción se equivocó; pasaron más de 2 meses y no te olvidé, llegó el 29 de febrero, y claro que te pensé.

[ruyasindakinetutulan]

"...I wish I could escape, I don't wanna fake it

Wish I could erase it, make you heart believe..."

(Olmamı istediğin biri gibi olamıyorum

Sahte olmak istemezdim

Keşke onu silebilsem

Kalbine bunu inandır)

Bu şarkıyı az önce keşfetmiş olmam peki :/

~h

[infectiouskitty]

2019 and the beginning of 2020 was literally the hardest part of my life so far.. We felt hopeless.. we felt loveless.. we felt trustless.. we felt completely empty.. we felt like nothing could be done about it. I just wanted to hear you tell me everything would be alright.. But we couldn't lie to each other anymore... we believed it was just over... that this was how our beautiful story ended.. I was so scared of having to move on without you. I couldn't imagine a world without you in it. We were both a whirlwind of emotions that we couldn't keep under control. But when we thought all was hopeless, we found our way once again.. TOGETHER. The impossible was possible after all. Now I truly believe that true love can survive anything that is thrown at it. I love you, Timothy Doolittle Sharp.