I Love This So Much

I love it when daddy whispers that in my ear 🤤😍

“You fight like a girl.”

I’m sorry

I didn’t

realise

that 

was 

a

bad

thing

ANXIETY ISN’T A CUTE GIRL TWIDDLING HER HAIR AROUND HER FINGER AND NERVOUSLY BITING HER LIP. ANXIETY ISN’T A CUTE BOY HIDING UNDER HIS BANGS AND AVOIDING EYE CONTACT WITH EVERYONE. anxiety is someone staying under the covers just trying to silence their thoughts so they can get up without being bombarded by worry about something that happened two years in the past or will happen three years in the future. anxiety is someone whose stomach starts hurting on a Tuesday, one week before some event will occur, and keeps hurting until a day after its over. anxiety is someone who doubts every kind, encouraging, positive word spoken to them because they literally can’t comprehend someone liking them at all and genuinely meaning it. anxiety is someone who strongly feels their thoughts are irrational but, no matter how hard they try, can do nothing to talk sense into themselves. anxiety is someone who is afraid to walk in front of their class or in the middle of the hallway or in front of a crowd or somewhere alone in fear that they’ll trip or fall or stand out too much or say something dumb or do something embarrassing and be noticed for it. anxiety is someone who misses out on fun opportunities because they can’t stop thinking about what could go wrong and what time they’ll arrive and leave and if it’s too early to arrive and leave and what they’ll say and what tone of voice they’ll use and what someone else might say to them and what their response might be and if they look too unfriendly and if they smile too much or if they need to smile less and if their smile looks silly and if they’ll be too dressed up or too underdressed and if there will be food and drinks they like and if they’ll be the only one wearing red so maybe they should wear a different color, but then what if they’re the only one wearing the different color? what do they do? what do they do?

Carl Gallagher × Oc

Warning: extreme fluff, a sensitive Carl aka a caring Carl

I tried wiping my face but as the rain poured down it made no difference. The Gallagher house only a few feet in front of me. I rushed towards the door and knocked. The one I needed opened the door, "Callie? What are you doing here? Don't you have a date?" My eyes watered, "you were right," my voice croaked, "he's an asshole." He raised a brow and grabbed my hand pulling me in. After the door was closed he pulled me along and up to his room, ignoring Fiona's questions.

Once we got there he closed his door and went to his closet as I stayed by the door, "here go change and we'll ta-" a sob escaped my mouth as I slid down the door. He dropped the clothes and immediately made it to my side and pulled me in, "what happened Callie? Do I need to beat him to a pulp?" I sniffled and wiped my eyes, "first he was an hour late, then he walked in with Karyn Darcy. He told me since I didn't put out he didn't fucking want me. I was fucking humiliated. Half the cheer squad was there. How could I -hickup- be so stupid?!" I sobbed again making him pull me closer and growl, "I'll fucking kill him. You're not stupid Cal, he is. He should appreciate you not sleeping around. At least you don't have half the diseases Karyn Darcy has." I cried lightly shaking my head, "I decide to let myself go on one fucking date and it's shit." He smiled lightly, "how about I take you on a date? Show him that you're not just a piece of meat."

My heart stopped abd my mind went frenzy. Carl Gallagher, my best friend, the guy I've been crushing on since middle school, just asked me on a date. I sniffled and picked my head up to look into his eyes, "really?" He nodded, "and maybe if you like it I can take you on another, maybe even ask you to be my girl?" I smiled lightly and nodded, "ye- yeah. Carl, I'd like that."

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