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14 days ago
Current We're fucking cooked, dudes.
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21 days ago
Moving multiple states away from my home town tomorrow, and it's all sinking in. Holy shit.
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2 mos ago
Beer is liquid bread. Pop-tarts are ravioli. Corn dogs are Popsicles. I will not be explaining.
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2 mos ago
Having a panic attack? Try shaking your ass to the Mama Mia soundtrack instead.
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5 mos ago
Even as a waitress, I'm tired of the excessive tipping culture. Just please remember your servers make below average federal minimum wage. If service is shit, service is shit though.
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Haley ★ 24 ★ Taurus ★ EST ★ Casual Level Group Writer


Welcome fellow writer. I go by many names, but you can call me Haley or pretty much anything else. I stick to causal level groups here on the forum. I have a soft spot for thunderstorms, dark humor, strong coffee, animals, pretty words, feminine rage, mythologies, and all things that go 'bump' in the night. I've lived in the same small southern Appalachian town my whole life, and aim to travel one day. I'm open to the occasional random conversation, but please do not message me asking to write one-on-one; it's simply not something I do these days.

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Life Wont Wait ~ Ozzy Osbourne
Level Of Concern ~ Twenty One Pilots
Hit Me Like A Man ~ The Pretty Reckless
Lemon Eyes ~ Meg Myers
Still Learning ~ Halsey
Feather ~ Meg Myers
Too Sad To Cry ~ Sasha Sloan
Moments ~ Tove Lo
Ghost ~ Au/Ra & Alan Walker
The Chemicals Between Us ~ Bush
Jessie Paege || Storm Mage || 6ecff6 || Salem Adelaide de Silva
This will be my first hurricane season in the southern United States.


Shooting at it doesn't help. Yelling at it doesn't help. Offering it a plate at the BBQ doesn't help.
Tentative interest.
Thank you.

Thank you for all of the nights you stayed up with me until three am for no reason.

Thank you for all of the days we spent making memories.

Thank you for encouraging me to do the things I love.

Thank you for showing me that I deserve love, happiness, and all of the good things in life.

Thank you for giving me songs that make me think of you.

Thank you for being a good person.

Thank you for listening.

Thank you for being by my side.

Thank you for loving me, no matter how hard I made it.

Thank you for helping me during the times when no one else cared to.

Thank you for helping shape me into the person I am today.

Thank you.


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So literally everyone could call Val short whenever they wanted, but for some reason when Reyna and Ava did it, it was a crime? What kind of bullshit was this? Reyna made slightly offensive joking comments about their group all day, so for certain people to act like it was anything different had her just a little confused. Rather than unintentionally cause any more shit, Reyna rolled her eyes as Leon boarded the RV. Arms crossed, she ignored anyone else who felt the need to scold her. Reyna knew she wasn't wanted here by most people (and that hurt). If it wasn't for her closest friends, she wouldn't even be here. Truth to be told, she was beginning to wonder why she had even come for them, much less at all.

Pressing her lips into a thin line, as she put her hands on her hips, Reyna watched the scene between Valeria, Sami, and Chris unfold. Deep down, she was actually glad that someone had stopped Val from leaving. While she liked to pick on the other girl from time to time, if it wasn't for Val, the two groups would have never come together. Reyna could give Val props for that, but there was no way in hell she was going to say that out loud. With the trio walking back to the larger group, it was Ava that broke Reynas train of though.

"Girl same. This is my last summer before college, and I'm not about to spend it changing my personality and kissing peoples asses. We can just spring for first class, get drunk and flirt with the flight attendants. Hell. I might say fuck all this shit and just go to Paris. Who knows?"

Grabbing her bags and stepping into the RV, Reyna took a seat beside Ava on one of the couches as she put in her earbuds - hoping that the whole trip wouldn't be like this.

Ordinary Man ~ Ozzy Osbourne ft. Elton John
Smiling When I Die ~ Sasha Sloan
Holy Roller ~ CYN
929 ~ Halsey
Now ~ Chase Atlantic
Still Learning ~ Halsey
Far Away ~ Breaking Benjamin ft. Scooter Ward
Grenade ~ Cover by Memphis May Fire
The Other Girl [the other mix] ~ Kelsea Ballerini, Halsey
Rock Show ~ Halestorm
Went out and bought some new jeans. Picked up some glorious pens. Got my first schedule.

I'm excited.


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Standing over by the punch bowl was proving to be a pretty decent choice on Ariel's part. With each drink, she felt herself relax. By what she believed to be drink number six, Ariel had a decent sort of buzz going. If the teachers were going to get mad at her for hogging the punch and getting drunk - so be it. She didn't really want to be here anyway. Truth to be told, if it wasn't for her friends, she wouldn't be doing a lot of things right now.

Watching the crowd for Marisol, Shawna, or anyone else she could low-key lean on to pull her through this night, Ariel spotted Sawyer approach the table.

The few interactions that she had had with Sawyer had been friendly, and from what she could tell, he was actually half decent company. Since she had the tendency to ramble when she got tipsy, Ariel figured it was best to find someone to talk to other than herself. Sawyer being so close by was a God send. As luck would have it, here came Julie and Sonny too! Filling yet another cup with punch, Ariel prepared herself to spark a conversation with the familiar faces quickly surrounding her. Taking a sip as she turned around, Ariel had to fight the instinct to spit it right back out in shock.

Did Kavi seriously just attempt to start a chat with her? The audacity.

Tipping her head to the side as she silently thought about how awful his shirt was as she looked him up and down, Ariel began to feel a spark ignite inside of her - something surprising in her state of semi-numbness. What the spark was about, she didn't know quite yet. If she had to guess, she'd say it was about the growing need to slap the piss out of him and walk away. This was the first time that they had spoken face to face since everything had happened and he was asking if she was having fun? The thought made her audibly scoff.

"Fun?" she said in a questioning tone, repeating the word back to him. "If you mean forcing myself to be somewhere I don't want to be while trying to get drunk off of shit punch then yeah. I'd say I'm having fun." Shrugging her shoulders, Ariel took another drink from her cup. "What about you?"
Older ~ Sasha Sloan
Like A Stone ~ Audioslave
Zombie ~ Bad Wolves
Basic ~ N i G H T S
Monsters ~ All Time Low ft. blackbear
Be Kind ~ Marshmello & Halsey
Level of Concern ~ Twenty One Pilots
Glycerine ~ Bush
S.O.S ~ Indila
Dreamer ~ Ozzy Osbourne
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