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4 yrs ago
Everything around me is on fire... How on brand...
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7 yrs ago
I'm definitely solar powered.
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7 yrs ago
Furniture warriors are amazing! <3
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8 yrs ago
I need a nap.
8 yrs ago
I need coffee... Bring me coffee.
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It's fine, I didn't give you a lot to work with in the first place.

Pinching the bridge of her nose and closing her eyes, Ele tried to soften her tone. She was getting upset and worked up, both of which would accomplish nothing,

"It's the fact that there is something there, and I don't know what to do with it."

Opening her eyes, Ele looked up at Tyler, the expression there finally open once more and the defenses down,

"I don't have faith in anyone, and I don't know how to let people in. I've tried over and over, but each time I get hurt again and again. I don't want to be hurt anymore."
This song basically describes Ele and what she is feeling.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=peByeoQhjMM

"You're making assumptions again."

Ele muttered, feeling defiant and refusing to look at Tyler still,

"I work in a male dominated workforce, supervising men twice my age
Standing firm in unnerving situations is not a problem for me."

Raising her eyes to glare at Tyler, Ele frowned,

"But I do hate men telling me what to do. So stop it."
"You're really close..."

Ele said, her voice dropping to a whisper. Her eyes went to the ground, unable to meet Tyler's gaze,

"You always stand really close."
"But I don't even know you. Not really.... How can I trust someone when I don't even know their middle name?"
Glaring up at Tyler, Ele looked defeated and tired,

"Do you know how long I've tried to be fixed? How much I have worked at it? How much therapy I put myself though? What was done to me wasn't a one time deal, it was a life time of horror and sadness, and the only person I could ever count on was myself. I only know how to depend on and trust myself. What's happened with you, it's strange and an anomaly, and I don't know why I feel safe enough to tell you as much as I have, but don't get used to it!"
"You don't know how badly I'm broken. You don't know what you're saying."

Ele said dismissively, shutting down. Her nerves were too raw and too exposed right now. She hugged herself tighter,

"I'm not fixable."
"I'm not a master, I'm not an artist, I just love to paint. But why is it so important to you that I change my mind about moving here? Why have you decided to invest so much in me? You don't know me, or how broken I really am. If you did, you wouldn't even take a second look at me."
Crossing her arms over her chest, Ele shrugged,

"It depends on the amount of time and supplies, the complexity of the design... I would guess anywhere from a couple grand to a couple tens if it's a special or hard request."
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