“Can you just ask her out already?”
“Can you mind your own business for once?!”
I have two moods
One is highly sophisticated intellectual who goes into complex thoughts and is always moody and deep
the other is an immature 5 year old that doesn’t know how to control herself or her language or her actions
there is no inbetween
Angsty Hurt/Comfort Prompts for Anon
I hope you like them!!
- A notices a change in behaviour from B, and when A asks what is wrong, B tells them that their family and them have been arguing again, so A tells them that they can come over to A’s house, so they don’t have to stay in that environment anymore, B tears up and hugs A, and A and B talk about what happened and A listens to everything that B has to say
- A really want to see the Moon tonight because it is special celestial event, but the clouds come and block the beauty of the Moon and A gets really upset so B tells A to jump in their vehicle and they are going to drive until they can see the moon
- A looses their pet dog and B helps them look for it in the area, and A starts to cry because their dog is like their child, they have a hard time parting with them for a couple of hours, let alone this, and B wraps their arms around A as A cries into them
- A makes B watch a sad movie, and B knows that A is going to cry at the end, so B keeps the tissues and chocolates close, they then wrap a fluffy blanket around A and A leans into B, so then B puts their arm around A
- A isn’t completely over C and C shows up to the dance, that A is going to, with D on their arm, so B asks them to dance and A and B have the best time ever, and A completely forgets about C
- A’s vehicle breaks down on the highway in the middle of the night and A is frantic because they don’t know how to fix it, and they call B to help and B rushes over and fixes A’s vehicle, and reassures them that everything is going to be okay, as they wipe away A’s tears
- A really wants to go to an art gallery because a piece is being sold, and it was their late mother’s, but the gallery refused to give them the piece, and are auctioning it off, so B goes with A, and A looses the auction, but B wins it for A using their savings, and A couldn’t be happier that B got it for them
- A becomes a vampire and B has to console them because all A ever wanted was to have their own kids, but now that has all be ripped away from them, so B stays with them and holds them in their arms as A cries
- A breaks down because of the mental stress of university and B comes over and tells them that they will over come this, because university isn’t life, it’s just a chapter, not A’s life, and A starts to feel a lot better when B puts everything into perspective for them
- A and B go canoeing and they loose a paddle and B realizes that they are in the middle of the lake, they can’t see the shore and a storm is coming, and B starts to panic because they didn’t even want to be out on the lake in the first place, and A has to calm them down and wipe their tears away
“When we first met, you and I, you asked me a question,” he said. “Yes, I did,” she replied with a slight smirk appearing on her face. “We were at a party. I was throwing up in the bathroom and you stumbled in, drunk and quite crazy looking. You asked me what the point of it all was. You said everything hurt. That everything always got messed up, and it was usually your fault. You were crying, hard, and you looked at me and asked me what the point was. And I didn’t know what to say, because I didn’t know. I still don’t know.” She let out a small laugh and bumped his leg with her knee. She took a deep breath and spoke. “You see, when we first met, I was heartbroken. I just got dumped, my mom hated me, I thought I had no one. I didn’t see the point of living, of doing anything anymore,” she told him quietly. “Well what about now?” he questioned. “Well now,” she spoke again, louder this time, “now I’m happy. I have you, my best friend. My mom doesn’t hate me. I haven’t fucked anything up in a while. But it won’t stay like this forever. Because I’m going to mess up again and you’ll hate me and I’ll hate you and then we’ll love each other. Maybe we’ll end up together in the long run or maybe I’ll end up wishing you would drop off of the planet. What I’m trying to say is, nothing is permanent. You won’t be happy forever but you also won’t be sad forever. Things are always changing, and you can’t stop them from doing so. The point is, that there is no point. So live however the hell you want to. We’re all destined to the same inevitable ending.”
- An excerpt from a book I’ll never write #8 (via thisvastlove)