@kokobot Is So Amazing I Swear, I Used To Use Them Years Ago And I Just Got Back Into Tumblr And Started

want to hear something that scared the shit out of me? i researched the invention of the internet and the whole coding behind it...only just realised though that the internet is only ten years older than me. i. feel. so. fucking. old.

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- Angst Prompts -

-> A list of angsty dialogue prompts. A handful are inspired by songs from various artists. Feel free to mix and match or change parts of the prompt a little to fit what you're writing!

1. "And I promised us both that it would never come to this."

2. "Well, why don't you look where we are now."

3. "How did this happen?"

4. "I don't think I - we can do this."

5. "I've blown your cover."

6. "Can... can you hear me?"

7. "It seems I'm buying flowers for a lost cause..."

8. “It shouldn’t have been you!”

9. “No more. Please.”

10. "Look where your carelessness got us!"

11. "You still have them/it? Why?"

12. "Why are you here of all places?"

13. "You hurt me"

14. "You’ve become so predictable…”

15. "Put the bottle down, would you?”

16. "How long before you quit?"

17. "When will you understand!?"

18. "This is a waste of time..."

19. "I didn't mean to..."

20. "This was no accident. It was deliberate."

21. "Don't you get it!? We can't go back!"

writing prompts - romance/angst romance dialogue - angst romance and romance "Was everything we were even real?" "How can you stand there saying you don't love me?" "The only reason I love myself is because I thought you loved me too." "I thought you said there was still hope for us?" "You know, I'm finding it really difficult to love you." "I thought we were forever." "You disgust me now. Everything I loved about you makes me shudder." "Stop saying you're okay, I know you're not. You forget...I know you. I've been through these things with you. I know you better than most. What's wrong..please don't hide it from me." "Stop yelling, please..." "I never thought I could be hurt this badly." "So, I heard you had a date yesterday..." "Can't you see I fucking love you." "You were my everything. No, scratch that actually. You are my everything." "If you feel like you're nothing without me, then you shouldn't have me." "You are an intelligent and beautiful woman with infinite potential, but your feelings for me are holding you down. Let go. I already have." "If anything happens it would be unfair to both of us. I still love you. I won't pretend I don't." "Don't say something like that, after all that." "Don't give me hope.." "I had hope. I did. I tried. In the end...I tried." "I hope for you..." "Ironic huh, hope for hope. You'll either be twice as happy or twice as sad with the outcome then." "Thank you for loving me. Thank you for giving me chance after chance. I didn't deserve them." "I hope that we can be together. I hope I can live with you. I hope I can marry you. I hope I can be a family with you. I hope I can...start...a family with you." "I hope for you. Always have, always will. I love you." "I know that you don't feel the same as me, not even in the slight." "I feel special when I'm with you. If that isn't love I don't know what is." "There is a chance for us...not now but later. There is a chance. Not like before though. We'll actually be a team, okay?"

can we go on a picnic now, mi amor?

I’m laying on his bed, my head on his chest. Camila Cabello is playing on his grandmothers Alexa downstairs, its just on the radio. Outside its still the daytime but with his shutters pulled down its dark in his room. Last night I barely got any sleep, I had nightmares and then called him when I woke from them at almost two in the morning. He wanted me to sleep so he pulled me close to him on his bed. His heartbeat is the only thing I can hear from my right ear and I tap along to the beat of “Bam Bam” on his chest, he chuckles really softly, so softly I almost can’t hear him. I try to match my breathing with his and he notices, slowly playing with my hair. He starts humming to the beat I play out on his skin and he taps along on my arm. The way I’ve curled myself around him probably looks silly but its so comfortable. The door opens slightly and I don’t raise my head. I didn’t hear anyone coming up the stairs so I don’t think its his family. He looks up from my face to the door and his gaze drops down to the floor, once of his cats has wandered in. She meows loudly and jumps onto the bed. The song downstairs is finishing and I’m beginning to really fall asleep now, he asks me a question and I barely manage a “hmmm” in response. He just smiles at me and lets me sleep while still playing with my hair.

Tell me a soft memory

writing prompts - angst dialogue prompts (angst. angst romance. etc.) "I'm so mad at you. Actually no, I'm not mad. I'm really fucking disappointed." "Do. Not. Turn. This. On. Me." "Every single fight we've had, I still protect you to my friends. I don't love you any less. I'm just sick of us. Sometimes too much of a good thing can be a bad thing." "No matter the advice I give you, you seem to take it too late." "Please be safe... For the love of god, please be safe..." "I'm sick of my mum always being disappointed in me." "I'm sick of being the excuse." "Sometimes I forget how sad I am...and then when its dark outside and all the people I know are in bed....it hits me that I hate being here." "Hey, humans are social people, don't apologise for asking to hang out." "What happened before...to make you apologise now?" "You know how in movies about Victorian times...there's usually a grand party? Well, you know how when the dances happen its sort of the one time they can talk, I assume thats because people talking outside of the dance could raise rumours...well. You only talk to me while we're dancing. You're worried about what others would think...of me."

i love my friends so much. the fact that i know multiple people who have respect for me and whom have stood up for me, and the fact i share the same respect towards them. how they’ve always been there for me, even if they don’t understand in any situations i’ve got myself into. they are the people i trust the most, and i share my photography with them, my writing, my music. everything i create i always second guess until someone tells me its worthy of other people seeing it, and i don’t usually even show my parents or family what i make. when i show someone something before i post it that means i trust them with everything. i have social anxiety and a major part of that is a fear of peoples judgement and the fact i know my friends will never judge me. sometimes i fear they will but i know they won’t. my best friend has been in my life for almost seven years. god damn. i need to message my friends and tell them i love them. bye.

writing at 2am, listening to claire de lune, wishing my lover had fallen asleep beside me tonight.

“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.