This User Experiences Depersonalization 

Songs that give me flashbacks of a better time and have a deeper meaning to me: Bonnie & Clyde - YUQI Escape - Rupert Holmes Some Heroes Don’t Wear Capes - Callum Beattie Weak - AJR This Afternoon - Nickelback Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift Prom Queen - Beach Bunny Rumors - NEFFEX Everybody Talks - Neon Trees Mr. Blue Sky - ELO Drivers License - jxdn Heaven Is A Halfpipe - OPM Cheerleader - OMI (Felix Jaehn Remix) Oh, Death - SUGR? La Di Die - Nessa Barrett, jxdn

can confirm i agree, higher power must be informed we want this change

i think there should be two nighttimes. one for sleeping and a second one for being awake but at night. and then only one daytime because daytime doesn’t matter as much except for the birds

walk with me?

i feel like i'm the only person who gets so so lonely to the point their anti-social but like they so want to talk to someone or have someone come over so they can just sit with someone else in silence. like i just got so lonely in the space of five minutes of my mother being rude to me and now i'm sitting here and all i want is a hug and to be able to be silent with someone. i want to fall asleep but wake up and someone will be there and we can just be quiet but together. thats what i need right now...i wish someone could provide that...

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this user is claustrophobic

Lina looked down at the table, she was nervous for when John arrived, she didn’t know if he would even turn up. She thought it would be embarrassing if he stood her up but how they left the relationship they were in felt awkward and wrong. Lina had been blocked from contacting him for about a month or just over and the amount of days she hadn’t slept just worrying about him felt unreal and left her in a daze. The bell over the door brought her back to her surroundings and the smell of coffee hit her fast, and she felt dizzy. Lina looked up. John was standing in the doorway looking around, presumably for her. She raised her arms over her head “Hey John! I’m here!” John looked over and smiled, his hair was windswept and she looked out of the window realising it was a storm outside. The weather said is would be warm with short spells of showers but it turned out to be wrong, once again. John started walking over and Lina stood up awkwardly “Hey Li, how are you?” He asked her. She gave him a shrug and mumbled she was fine, John just rolled his eyes and hugged her. “We can still talk you know, you’re my friend and that won’t change,” he said to her, Lina looked up surprised “Wait, actually?” He flicked her shoulder “Nah I hate you, dummy.” Lina giggled and they sat down to discuss how they had been, making sure not to talk about their relationship, trying their best to start from scratch.

Trope of the day is... exes to friends. Not all relationships have to end badly, not all exes have to hate each other. Being amicable exes who still trust and respect each other and who are just better off as friends should be more included in fiction.

“I don’t miss you, I miss the misery,” “You said you just needed space and so I gave it,” “I’m so sick of myself,” “One day wake up and be bored with mine,” “Oh baby I, I hope you hear a song, that makes you sing along and gets you thinkin’ bout her,” “Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats,” “I miss the late nights, don’t miss you at all,” “Dated a girl that I hate for the attention,” “I wanna be you so bad and I don’t even know you,” “Stupid boy making me so sad,” “She’s everything you’re ever gonna need,” “Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick, showing her how to shoot a combo,” I’ve been listening to songs on repeat that make me think that maybe loving you was a mistake. I don’t think all the emotions, all the memories...all the...all the love we shared, those...those weren’t mistakes. I still love you. You know that though. I already told you. You hate it because you can’t say it back, and maybe me not saying it would be better for us both but damn it I really do love you.

Everyone in the tavern was silent. Otis looked up from his hand, the cards carefully and neatly formed into a fan row. He stared at Katharnie who was still moving her cards about, Otis took that as a sign she was nervous. The dealer asked them to present their hands for the final time to reveal who was the winner of a fine Appaloosa mare and 300k Feathers. The people out of the running were angry their money was still in the game to be won, but Feathers didn’t mean much in currency out of town. The punters held their breath as Otis showed his hand, spreading it out on the bar top. “Three Dark Cicadas and a Violet Rooter Fungus,” The dealer announced, some of the punters cheered, it was a good hand, worth seven in total. Otis continued to look at Katharnie who checked her hand once more, observing quietly her points against her opponents. With a flick of her wrist she snapped the cards down onto the wooden top and the dealer moved them into a row so he could see them better, on seeing the cards she had he gave her a small look. “Two Horn Trumpets and two Forest Barberries,” the dealer said, raising his voice so everyone in the tavern could hear. Otis stood up and slammed his hand down, making a few Feather chips jump off the top. His top lip curled up “She cheated, she cheated. I fucking won, do you understand me. How could someone like her get Barberry cards, she slipped them in. No one beats me, you should know that.” Katharnie ignored his anger and bent to pick the coins up, she smiled, and her ears twitched. In her mind she saw Otis as being jealous, she’s a younger generation so she has the new luck. Now she has to take on the task of pursuing The Succubi of The Beast, and its something her father trained her to do. She knew she was up for the job.

characters - slowly updating for prompts/drabbles/oneshot requests

Brandon, hero of a story. English-Taiwanese. Dreamed of being a chef as a kid. He doesn’t know how to be vulnerable apart from when he breaks down. Makes amazing Ramen. Can’t ride bikes. Robert, villain of a story. American. Was always looking after his mother after his dad walked out and his mam died of cancer when he was 15 so he started acting up in school. -- Lina, just a girl in her first year of university. English. Wants to work in the Theatre. Sits alone wherever she goes. Likes writing and music. Wishes she could be happy. John, a boy in his last year of university. English. Doesn’t know what he wants to do with his life. Does a science course and works part time in a pub. Wishes he had someone to be vulnerable around. -- Elle, one of the main three. Oldest of the group. Does ice skating and has a driving license. Is doing her A-levels currently and mainly does sport. Mina, one of the main three. Youngest of the group. Muslim family. She wants to be a criminologist. Going into college to do Sociology. Has a broken leg. Paddy, one of the three. Irish immigrant. Owns a bike and has lots of posters of The Hollywood Vampires on his bedroom wall. Giles, a news presenter who time travelled and then got influenced into being an awful person. Knows a lot of things and works for the bad guys now. -- Otis, a fourty year old man who believes it his destiny to kill the “monster” just outside town, avid gambler, is usually drunk. Katharnie, a twenty year old girl who is considered to be an outsider, she believes in protecting the so called monster. n/a