Make Me Choose: Anon asked AJ Lee Or Paige   

if a ship doesn't make you want to kill yourself then it's not good enough

She's so fun to draw

how is tara just the littlest guy. and gets more little with every picture 😭

truly her horniest album

i watched this earlier and cried so if you want to cry with me, by all means...

Tamber - Why did it have to be you?

guys… i have stellatrix fics half written in my word. I’m too sad to continue 😔😔 if someone gives me motivation i might write the rest idk. anyways enjoy this angsty oneshot heheheh. Also i realise that if i write in character POVs, my writing is wayy better so enjoy the new format.

NOT PROOFREAD

The Tara mental breakdown scene we deserved.

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Tara’s POV

BANG! “You were a shitty girlfriend.” Amber is shot to the ground, blood pooling out of the gunshot wound on the side of her head. The one that I shot. Sam is speaking, I don’t know what she’s saying. My ex-girlfriends half burnt face is staring at me. Ex. Why did it have to be her? Out of everyone it could’ve been. The one person who said she would never hurt me. I guess that was a lie as well.

Sam tries to keep my prying eyes away from Ambers body, but it’s addicting. She didn’t know Richie as long as I had known Amber. She didn’t know Amber much either. I hobble over, ignoring Sam’s calls behind me and fall to my knees. Sobbing more and more. Not my Amber. Not my Amber. But no matter how hard I try to get it out of my head. It was my Amber who did this. It was her who killed Dewey, it was her who killed Liv, it was her who attacked me. But why? A movie? Stupid me. Stupid Amber. Sobs continue to rack through my body. People are running into her house.

Someone is pulling me back. Probably Sam. “No, no, no. SAM LET ME GO! NO!” She mutters a watery sorry. “Please Sam. Please,” I finally look at her. “Tara… she’s gone. She did this to herself.” I shake my head. “Stop.” I whisper.

I look back over to Amber who is being put into a body bag. So this is real. Sam and I follow the people who carry amber out and we go to an ambulance waiting for us. They do whatever paramedics do and Sam comes and sits next to me. “Tara, I saw how much you loved her. I’m sorry.” I try to look anywhere but her. “Tara look at me.” I comply staring at her. “You’ll be ok. Maybe not right now, maybe not in a month. But, I’ll be here for you. So will Mindy and I think Chad’s alive so he will too.” I faintly smile. “I loved her Sam. She was my first love. My first kiss. My first time. It’s hard. Is it hard for you too?” She nods grabbing my hand. “I understand that in a sense. How about after this is all over we get out of here? After school of course. We move to New York City or something, does that sound good?” I smile not saying a word. Maybe it will get better. Maybe it won’t.

Which was more culturally significant... the renaissance or Taylor singing Dress? 🔥💜

I LOVE MINDY SM THEY DESERVE SM BETTER :(

 Ever-ever think about how Mindy got stabbed in almost the exact same way as anika, cry.

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