Dear Redacted
I almost killed myself in August.
I won't lie, it was scary, I thought I had gotten past those thoughts...
I was on family vacation, and my family, well you know how they can be. I couldn't stop fighting with mom. Well, she couldn't stop fighting with me. I wasn't sleeping well. I was sharing a bed with someone who rested their knees on my kidneys. During the day everyone took turns finding my latest flaw. Every minute I was surrounded by people, using up my oxygen.
So the thoughts came back.
Walking in front of a semi, falling off the hotel roof, testing the weight limit of the shower bar...
I was granted a brief respite and felt alone. I could finally breathe again. I was finally alone, but I was also alone. I desperately called every friend in my phone.
Voicemail.
Voicemail.
Voicemail.
I left concerning messages full of tears. I even almost called you, but I stopped. You had been my savior last time, promising me I had a reason to live. Six months ago I wouldn't have hesitated to call you. Now I wondered if you'd call me narcissistic. I decided not to call.
I got the help I needed. I made it through the day. I don't know if you'd care
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backsliding
they say time heals all wounds, but i didn't expect it to start hurting worse. i didn't expect you to stop waving at me, i didn't expect you to stop looking at me. but maybe i should have because i did the same thing to you.
maybe you're only following my lead, going silent to protect yourself the same way i did. but does the silence hurt you the way it hurts me? because it breaks my heart just to be another faceless person in the room, in the halls, in the streets, on the grass to you.
it takes two to tango, but this dance you and i do, where we pretend we never were friends, pretend we never spent sunny spring days lying in the grass, is killing me.
but you will continue to live, you will walk the halls and the streets and i will never cross your mind. you will lie in the grass, with all the people who you care about more than me, and i will watch from my mausoleum.
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APRIL FOOLIVERSE AU
I was fighting for my life trying to get through these help—
Wish any of my faves were a part of the lineup, but we can’t all be happy ig 😔 /hj
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Random redacted headcannons;
Bright is missing one of their canine teeth, so when they drink blood it’s super awkward.
David wears dog tags with Asher, Milo, Darlin, and Angels names engraved.
Sweetheart is super tall- like border-lining 6’5
Freelancer re-dyes their hair every month, their hair is super damaged, but super colorful.
If Honey stubs their toe on like a table or wall, Guy will puff up his chest and act like one of those POV guys like; ‘is this guy bothering you?’
Darlin’s wolf form’s nose looks a lot like a borzoi because in human form they have a Roman-nose.
Gavin likes to put things on his horns so he doesn’t forget them, specifically freelancers keys or teabags.
Asher has attempted to slide over the hood of a car and failed miserably
Sam has a secret stash of shiny rocks/crystals and when Darlin asked about them he, really awkwardly, talked about his little collection.
Sunshine and Treasure are siblings. They hate each other. Why, you might ask? Sunshine’s a Swiftie and Treasure is a Lana Del Rey Stan.
Angel will randomly send photos of dogs to Asher and just be like; ‘dis you?’
Lasko loves to bury his head in his partners chest.
Damien and Freelancer cannot stand next to each other or make eye contact without laughing
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lasko's listener
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crying at the fact that dear is a PROFESSOR and DOESNT KNOW IF DEMONS CAN EAT????
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I hope you are ready for this. Here is my interpretation of Dear, Laskos listener. He’s the most stylish person to ever set foot in this academy and certified Campus Crush. Whatever class he is teaching I’m taking it, no questions asked.
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Kody: Run along to your little elemental support group, I’m afraid you’ll have to go without the fourth element in that box set.
Dear:
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i applaud laskos listener because they saw this nervous wreck of a man who shakes like a leaf in almost all social interactions and they decided "yeah. i want him." then sat on his desk and got him. good for them
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Dear [Redacted]
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I would rather walk on broken glass than speak to you again.
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letzter atem (last breath)
it's days like today when i'm seconds away from crying, i miss you the most. recall those high school days when my mum and i would get into it and the days after i'd be quiet and jumpy, and i'd sit next to you. it was nice, having you there, not even talking or paying any mind to me, just being there, even before we were really friends.
it's different now, as an adult. when you know your parents no longer have that hold over you like they once did, but knowing their temper, and how they've acted out in the past, and wondering if it'll change now that you're an adult. but i can still feel the ghosting of her fingers on my neck, and even now, when we have inconsequential fights like this, i still feel like i can't breathe.
all i need is one of the little waves you give me when we cross paths now. short and sweet, just like you used to be.
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Inspired by @claracatlady ‘s lil outfit series for her listeners, I wanted to show off some of my Coworker’s style~
They prefer to feel open, flowy. Fitted tops + loose bottoms combo enthusiast. They’re not really a fan of the colder seasons, if you couldn’t tell lol They can work with autumn, but winter just kicks their ass— (despite that, they’re a Christmas lover)
(I might do this with my Baaabe and Doc too, what do y’all think?)
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In memory of
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