So what if they are? Do their opinions matter…really? All that matters is that you’re happy. I could make you happy…I used to.
I guess, but I don’t think I even know how to be happy anymore. I…I miss you, Elijah.
..I miss you too. Come over. Please?
What’ve I told you about letting this shit get to you, Al? Seriously, you can’t let it get to you. You can’t. You’re worth so much more than that.
I know, I know…but I’m always so afraid they’re all judging me.
So what if they are? Do their opinions matter…really? All that matters is that you’re happy. I could make you happy…I used to.
Reacted to what? Fuck. Fuck. This is my fault.
She just always insults me and I can’t take it.
What’ve I told you about letting this shit get to you, Al? Seriously, you can’t let it get to you. You can’t. You’re worth so much more than that.
Well it’s not like anyone would hurt you, would they?
I wouldn’t be surprised around here. Anyway, I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Elijah.
(Source: elijah-here)
What the fuck were you doing, Al? Seriously?
I don’t know I just…reacted I guess.
Reacted to what? Fuck. Fuck. This is my fault.
Hello. I heard that you were looking for me or something, love. To yell at me for fighting with Lux…
What the fuck were you doing, Al? Seriously?
(Source: elijah-here, via uh-uh-aleeysa-cicero-deactivate)
Come out of what? The closet?
Nicely done, Blythe. Nicely done.
(Source: elijah-here)
Ahaha, if Chelsea had caves they would have 50” flat screens in them. But seriously; it’s creepy. The only people I’ve run into are Renee and Aleeysa. She gave me a fucking fat lip and black eye.
Aleeysa? What the hell? I’ve no fucking idea what the hell has got into her recently, but I don’t like it. How dare she injure your pretty little face. Surely a face like that is insured anyway, right?
(Source: elijah-here, via arianegold)
