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Just Another Emo Love Story [COMPLETE&EDITED] (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/nZ7oP0jtB1

 When things like school dances are forced onto an emo, events turn interesting. Or, at least, that's what happened when Quinn was dragged by her best friend, Melanie, to their school's spring dance. With an anxious, paranoid state of mind, she started the night. With pride and her knight at her side, she ended it. This is just another emo love story. .❤.

Just Another Emo Love Story [COMPLETE&EDITED] (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/nZ7oP0jtB1

 When things like school dances are forced onto an emo, events turn interesting. Or, at least, that's what happened when Quinn was dragged by her best friend, Melanie, to their school's spring dance. With an anxious, paranoid state of mind, she started the night. With pride and her knight at her side, she ended it. This is just another emo love story. .❤.

Failure Anxiety

Failure anxiety is like a dark pool that sucks you in with a no ending depth. You will start to panic at first and as it sucks you in even more and more the panic level will rise. All you can see is the darkness and you start to feel scared. Even if you look to your right, left, above and under you can’t find a way out of it. Your whole body gives in to the fear this dark pool has created. Your lungs start to burn with a need to breath again, but you just can’t. You do your very best to get out of this hell, but unfortunately this dark pool has won this battle against you already.........

Añoranzas...

Todos tenemos esos años en los que sentimos que nuestras vidas eran mejores, eran las vidas que merecemos. 

Esos años que sientes que quieres volver a vivir, pero que lastimosamente, no podemos volver a ellos.

Toca ir colina abajo sin freno, por esto que es la vida. Sin poder acariciar esos años aunque sea una vez más.

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Anyone else have a lot of passions but don’t know what they want to do in life cause they don’t know what passion can actually be turned into a profession and cause they’re deathly scared of hating what they do?

I feel like I could be so much more than I am but I just don’t have the drive or guts to go for it

Always keep a very dull pencil with you at school just in case anyone asks you for a pencil so you can subtly spite them.

Y’all what color is this???? I’ve had TOO many debates I need you all to tell me

me: *absolutely stumbles over my words when the teacher calls on me in an online class*

me after muting: fuckin NAILED IT

I love when my parents leave me home alone cause that means I can poop with the bathroom doors WIDE the fuck open

guys I'm in love w my best friend

UGHHHHHHHHHHHJ

Any advice

She's straight, I'm not

His Harmony, Her Hope Part 1 ❤️🐢

(Side note: Raph x OC. This is a request from the lovely @rinksu-no-joo , they had the original concept and idea in mind so I thought I ought to credit them. This is a prologue, so she goes from a kid to 18+ here. Feedback is always welcome!)

She started out in a lab. She wasn’t the only one. There were others. All different types of animals. All labeled by number, hers being 063. She never knew their treatment was unfair. But it was.

They all were brainwashed into thinking of it as a privilege. But really they were all test subjects. She was a science experiment and that’s how she was treated.

They were put in cages, given food and water, and the bare minimum for survival. They were expected to behave, if they didn’t they would be taken by the men with masks.

They were given “treatments”. Pills and injections weekly, sometimes daily. The injections hurt. It felt as if every cell in her body was being morphed and disfigured. Sharp ringing pains pulsed throughout her body. The effects lasting for hours, but sometimes days.

063 was scared of the men with masks. She saw how the taken ones came back. They were was an empty nothingness in their eyes. So, she decided to keep her head down and not cause trouble.

However her neighbor, 299, was not so careful. She was mischievous and often tried to encourage 063 to talk or play games. 063 eventually opened up. The pair became friends.

But slowly 299 became sick. Very sick. Her once cheery laugh, became small tired smiles followed painful wheezing.

Doctor Stockman told the men with masks that she wasn’t responding to her treatments very well. What was actually happening was her natural biology was weakening with the advanced mutagen. The two could not coexist.

Then one day the men with mask came. 299 was too weak to even sit up, so they had to carry her away. They never came back. She never came back. Her cage lie as empty as the whole in 063’s broken heart.

As 063 grew up, the men with masks would praise her. They would make disgusting remarks about her body. Yes, she was beautiful. With big lilac eyes that shined like amethysts, and her beautiful white and black marbled skin, with the body and height of a mutated salamander but the curves of a woman. But that still didn’t make their special attention okay.

With only a few mutant experiments remaining, their treatments were stopped. And she was moved. Their new living area was bigger but not exactly nicer. But to her it was luxurious.

Their training began. The men with masks trained her and the others in capoeira. A style of fighting that seemed to mimic almost dance like movements between opponents.

Everyday they trained. If they didn’t preform well they would be punished. If they weren’t up on time they would be punished. If they didn’t take things to the utmost seriousness, they would be punished.

They were taught who to serve, and who to take from. They were taught how to use their natural animal abilities to fight. That meant she had to relearn her invisibility and poison secretion tactics. You see, in the lab she would get punished for them, but here it was rewarded.

But none of it was worse than the day they had to fight each other. She didn’t want to hurt anyone else. She didn’t understand how hurt was considered good, it didn’t feel good on either side. Nevertheless, she did what she needed to survive.

Finally, the day came. Master Shredder wanted to meet his new weapons. He was told they would be sure to destroy anything in the way of their mission. But would they? Would she?

What if a small part of 063 hadn’t been brainwashed? A small part of her that would and could change?…she just needed to find the right guidance…and that day was coming very soon…

ㅤㅤㅤ🗒️🕣ㅤ’ㅤㅤㅤ𝗿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍ㅤㅤ𝗽𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝘄𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀ㅤㅤ𝗽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇ㅤㅤㅤ사람.

(no reposting it's me)

=͟͟͞͞🕸️ FΛ𝑺ℌI̲𝗢N & 会社︐ ﹙𝐀𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿﹚

(he's my brother)

Neighbor's massive teenage son always makes me cry when he decides to pay a visit, the most aggressive alpha I know, rams his 11" dick deep inside me and then fucks me for hours on end. He always chokes me out before he goes back to his parents' places, leaving me a crying, leaking mess.

For Valentine's Day, a romantic Raphael.

If One Direction doesn't come back tomorrow, my hearts going to break..

Happy 10 year one direction! Thank you for changing my life, you will always be my favorite band.❤

Bedroom - Transitional Bedroom Large carpeted bedroom in a transitional loft style with gray walls and no fireplace