I’m kind of a mess actually but thank you dear <3
East Coast of the united states.
Okay so I’m only going to tell you the story bc the backstory part will make you hate him but this is actually all really cute so
-Six Word Story - thesoulpages ((c.n.p))
-Ten Word Story - thesoulpages ((c.n.p))
Spread this. Share this. Do this. Yes.
Reblogging because…..yes. Do this.
Not what I usually reblog but holy chaos that’s smart
My parents made sure me and my sister had a passwords for this exact reason. I even still remember the password…
there’s also something you can create called an ‘emergency phrase.’ something that seems completely innocent but it means ‘help me, I am somewhere unsafe and can’t talk.’
Common phrases can be like ‘so how is uncle [name that no one in your family has]’ or ‘did you remember to feed the [pet you don’t have]?’
My family has an emergency phrase using our old dog’s name.
Storing this in the memory bank for when I have kids.
We did this as kids. I definitely still remember the password. To sign us out in elementary school you usually had to tell the password to the office workers before they would even call us down. So freaking smart!
how do you tell your mother that you gave a boy who wants your body and nothing else that she already disapproves of your first kiss and u really liked it i’m having problems wow
hello tumblr i just wanted to inform you all that i had my first kiss about 22 hours ago and it was fuckin gREAT
Aw, thank you lovely anon :)
I have a band competition today, so sorry I’ve been so distant! It’ll all be over and back to normal soon!
I just stepped out of a shower so hot, it hurt to wrap myself in a towel, but it was nice, you know, since I couldn’t wrap myself in his arms.
I brushed my teeth twice tonight to rid myself of the taste he left in my mouth, but it didn’t work because I don’t think they make toothpaste that can replace the taste of joy.
He brought me happiness and he brought me sorrow. Today, the pain finally overwhelmed the goodness I saw in his eyes when he looked in mine, so please, tell me how to escape a boy I could never hate."
-I can’t handle him anymore. I’m done. ((c.n.p)) thesoulpages
When I say I can’t breathe I don’t mean I need my inhaler,
unless it is something that can put a soul back into these
empty bones because my God, I am disappearing
into a black background and no one can see that I don’t
People are pulling this corpse in a million different directions and
it’s just a matter of time before I turn to dust in their
fingers but they will still pull because
they can’t imagine me as anything but perfect
Even when I’ve sliced my soul into pieces to give the ones I
love, they give me nothing in return.
There is a pit in my stomach and I am dying in front of your
eyes but it seems as if these people around me don’t even
-hi i am the poet c.n.p and these are the things i write when i really want to kill myself
aw, thanks! And it is! We have our first competition next weekend and we’re playing our first FULL show in front of a crowd tonight! I’m so excited!
Aw thank you bby i love you more
and it’s this one :)
Thanks!! I haven’t heard anything back yet, but I’ll let you know when/if I do!