@feelingsarefatal-
;is this good? :)
Leah put her head in her hands, crying softly and hearing the cars go by, as she sat on a bench, alongside busy New Jersey streets. "worthless..ugly..fat..i'll never be anything better.." she muttered these words to herself as she cried.
@-thewastedyouth // ahh I'm sorry, I disappeared for a bit and you changed the character! how do you want to continue?
@cantfeeI Evan winced, watching blood emerge from the other boy's knees. He was almost tempted to do something, push him a little closer to wanting the help he should get to fix that up, but it didn't quite feel right. Ev dug through his bag for a moment, emerging with a few band-aids with crinkled wrappers clenched in his fist. "If you don't want one now, then maybe take some for later? Just in case, you know?"
@cantfeeI "Are you sure? Looks like you got scraped up pretty bad." He was distressed, but not to the level Evan would have thought he would be.
@cantfeeI "Shit - does it hurt very badly? I have bandages somewhere, but I don't know if that's enough."
@cantfeeI "Hey, it's okay, I've seen lots of people trip over that curb. Are you alright?"
alesha had been walking through a park , a small smile on her lips as she observed her surroundings . she spotted a boy who seemed to be a bit interesting and she casually walked over to him . she gave him a kind smile before she spoke , " hello , i’m alesha . " the girl brushed her brown hair back before she extended a hand to shake . she had a overall happy demeanor , she was happy , to her , her life seemed almost perfect . she had left her past behind and here she was , she was trying to make friends with anyone she thought would be a good friend , because she was tired of feeling alone .
@hawkinswidow Evan hadn't been expecting anyone to approach him, and it showed in the brief surprise on his face that quickly disappeared. It immediately struck him: she was happy, happier than he'd been in a long time; but a further look told that she was lonely, too. "I'm Evan," he responded, shaking her hand.
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there was a sniffing noise coming from the old oak tree . in the crook of the branches , a chocolate brown haired boy sat , crying , as he took pictures with an old polaroid camera , hung around his neck . each picture he took only seemed to increase his misery . you wondered why he was up there . after all , it wasn't often you see a boy dressed like he had bought a whole thrift store sitting in a tree at ten pm .
@blatantcupidity "There's a reason you're still going, though. That's not nothing."
@feelingsarefatal- " always . it's not gonna work . i should give up , but . . . i have nothing left . "
@cantfeeI // I'm getting into her a lot!
// cb for a starter! specify type (i don't do smut, sorry)
@r-retroskates @-missrogers @OneLastSpiderKid All sound good! You want it here, your mb, or pm?