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Have you ever been in such a funk that you keep teling yourself “tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow” I will wake up early

“Tomorrow” I will start eating healthy

“Tomorrow” I will be in a better mood

“Tomorrow” I will go for a run

“Tomorrow” I will clean my room

“Tomorrow” I will start over

But when “tomorrow” comes your still just there. Existing. Seeing nothing but walls.. blank walls. Darkness just consuming you and seeming like it’s never going to let you go. 

By @euph4iia

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—  give me a character (from anything ever) in my ask and I’ll rate:

Rue Bennett

looks: somewhat attractive | eh | not really my type | pretty | handsome | beautiful | hot | gorgeous | SWEET LORD MERCY (i might have a slight crush on her and what about it)

can you relate to this character on a personal level?: no | not really | somewhat | yes | they are me

would you date/be friends with this character in real life if they were real?: total bros | friends | best friends | date | become their steady girlfriend | neither | i don’t kno

Maddy Perez

looks: somewhat attractive | eh | not really my type | pretty | handsome | beautiful | hot | gorgeous | SWEET LORD MERCY (an absolute babe)

can you relate to this character on a personal level?: no | not really | somewhat | yes | they are me

would you date/be friends with this character in real life if they were real?: total bros | friends | best friends | date | become their steady boyfriend/ girlfriend | neither | i don’t kno

send me a character :**

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  • Name: Drew Gooding
  • Nickname(s): N/A
  • Age: 17
  • Occupation: Student

Drew loves his friends and would do anything for them. He portrays to the world that his life isn’t that bad; he goes to school, throws parties. Behind closed doors though it isn’t as simple as being a high school student. With his only family his sister, he has to take care of her and to do that he has to do things that are less than ideal.

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Hace ya un tiempo vi una serie que retrata la adolescencia en la actualidad, y a pesar que estoy a punto de cumplir los 30 años, fue inevitable sentirme identificado con lo que se mostraba en aquella serie juvenil. Se trata de Euphoria producida por HBO, que es ese tipo de producciones que no solo te entretienen, sino que te llevan incluso a analizar y a ver tu propia existencia. La realidad es que reviví momentos y sentimientos no solo de mi adolescencia, también de mis años posteriores. Y desde ese tiempo hacia acá he reflexionado en muchas cosas, especialmente en el hecho de que una persona debe enfrentarse en este mundo cada vez más denso y oscuro sin importar la edad, su origen o sus principios.

El ser humano, a pesar de su grandeza, es un ser frágil sobre todo en sus primeros años, y el resultado de que los problemas de nuestra sociedad parecieran no tener solución se debe precisamente a la influencia negativa que recibimos a temprana edad. La serie es cruda y suele tocar las fibras más sensibles de los seres humanos: los vacíos propios de nuestra existencia que quedan evidenciados cuando empezamos a tomar nuestras propias decisiones, que a su vez nos arrastran a la tristeza y todo tipo de sentimientos negativos y que terminan por inmiscuirnos en círculos viciosos que solo causan dolor. Pero no todo es oscuro, pues se marca  un contraste cuando se descubre que podemos trabajar y obtener la felicidad, cuando nos damos cuenta que la juventud es solo una etapa de la vida en la que nos descubrimos y nos desarrollamos y que no es correcto pretender que sea eterna, y en que hay cosas más importantes que nuestra propia satisfacción como lo es el bienestar del otro, el que está a nuestro lado, nuestro igual y al que no lo es, a nuestro par y a nuestro impar.

Es aquí cuando se presenta otro gran dilema, cuando se concibe la idea de que lo que ocurra con los “inferiores” no es de nuestra incumbencia; inferiores en aspecto económico, inferiores en conocimiento, inferiores por sus antecedentes, etc. Pensando en eso, me causa gran impresión cómo Euphoria deja claro el papel de los padres, cada día más tergiversado. Me agrada cómo se expone el hecho de que tener un hijo no es solo tenerlo y darle de comer y vestir como si ellos fueran una mascota que sabe leer y escribir, como si fueran inferiores, dejando a un lado la gran responsabilidad que implica darle vida a otro ser humano que piensa y siente de manera diferente e incluso contraria a la nuestra, cuyos gustos pueden llegar a ser polémicos y sus decisiones pueden causar gran controversia.

Y es cuando doy un gran salto hacia una enorme y muy importante conclusión: que la solución a los graves problemas de la humanidad está en entender que antes que nosotros mismos importan más los demás, y con mucha más razón importa cuando se toma la decisión de darle vida a otro ser humano pues implica dejar de pensar en nosotros y trabajar con ahínco en ese nuevo ser dispuesto a aprender y practicar lo que le inculquemos.

En definitiva, la serie me deja sensible a toda esa realidad y es algo que quería compartir con ustedes.

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Adore You

Pairing: Topper x Reader

Summary: Reader moved to the OBX a year ago, and reader doesn’t really fit in with anyone.  Reader is fine with this, and continues being their amazing self until one night.

Word Count: 2.5k+

Warnings: Mentions of drugs and alcohol. Mild cursing. I think thats it? Please inform me if there is more

Additional: Okay so this was definitely inspired by @goddsquad​ wanting an Euphoria x Obx fic, but because I haven’t fully watched Euphoria I gave the reader Euphoria vibes. There will definitely be another part so the title makes sense but enjoy! Also this just about the characters the events of the show don’t happen, except Sarah is dating John B that is all

Requests are open!

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It was no secret you weren’t like the typical Kook. You had moved from busy Manhattan, to the quiet Outer Banks. It was a very different setting. You had gone from a total city girl, nightclubs every weekend, sneaking into college parties with your besties, walking the dark streets with your friends, sneaking out at night to go to raves, and so much more. You were such a party girl it wasn’t funny, but the Outer Banks had a very different dynamic. You lived in what you learned was the rich side of the island. You didn’t really care, money was never something that you boasted. But here apparently money was a big thing. The whole Kooks vs Pogues thing confused you. It really sounded stupid, the fact that the only thing that was separating everyone was money and attitude. Maybe that’s why you felt like you stuck out like a sore thumb, but you knew that wasn’t the only thing making you a black sheep. You looked different. Your hair was different, your makeup was different, you dressed different, you talked different, you were different there was nothing hiding it. Every girl on the island seemed to dress between a Brandy Melville catalog, or a VSCO girl. Granted they looked pretty, but it just wasn’t your thing. Dressing down just bored you. You loved and craved the glitz and glam. Your clothing had always been tiny, since the moment you discovered short shorts and cropped shirts. You were lucky your parents didn’t care, they just wanted you to be happy with the way you looked. You noticed the same thing with the way all the girls did their makeup. It was very natural, again it seemed to suit them but it wasn’t for you. You were a big false lashes, and were guilty of adding little gemstones to your face ever since you watched Euphoria. Eyeshadow was always a must, especially metallic ones. Highlighter was always on your face, along with blush. And you knew you didn’t fit in, and sometimes it bothered you, but you managed to just ignore it. You knew the neighbors whispered and stared the summer you moved in, and you couldn’t care. You weren’t going to change the way you were for some nobody island. So a couple weeks after you moved in you promised yourself you were going to leave, and move back to the city.

You ignored the whispers and the stares walking by with your head held high. You spent your days in your room talking to your friends, or lounging on your boat your father had impulsively bought pretty much the moment your family had stepped onto the island, or going to school when it was in session. It was lonely, especially as you watched both your younger and older brothers manage to fit in. But you managed on your own, until that fateful night. It was around 8pm at night when your brother’s friends had come to pick him up to go to one of the famous Kook parties. Your brother, Chase  has changed a lot since moving. He was more outgoing, and confident so it was a good change for him. You were happy, glad he had been able to change so much in the past year, even if you didn’t show it. You still managed to stick out, and hadn’t really made any friends but you were okay with that. Your friends came up plenty of times, and you went to New York practically every weekend. But tonight, as your brother called out to your mother telling her he was going out your mom told him to stop. You heard her start to whisper to him, before she shuffled back to her work space in the kitchen. You heard your brother walking towards your spot in the living room. You looked up as he stood at the doorway. He carefully looked at you, before opening his mouth to speak.

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