One last time. KristaXReaderFor music please listenOne last time. KristaXReader16 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Highly recommended after the game scene though
"Two Kings!” Krista piped laying the cards on in the pot laying on my lap. She sat cross legged on the hospital bed with me. Sitting up straight and laid her cards face down in her lap leaning forward, now were both now down to one card. you looked up from my last card and glared at her. For such an innocent girl she had one hell of a poker face. you swallowed the lump in my throat and laid down my last card.
“One Ace.” you stated and crossed my arms challenging her to say it.
‘that’s it! the cat’s in the-’
“Bullshit!” She called out and flipped over the card that had just laid down….a queen,.
“Damn it Krista!” you shouted smacking the pile off my lap then pouted indignantly.
"Can't you just let me win for once." I asked. Krista giggled an
Million Dollar QuestionWhere is your home? God knows.Million Dollar Question23 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
What does it mean to Love?"Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'" - Erich FrommWhat does it mean to Love?20 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Love is a word commonly used in relationships today. Does it really have meaning to it anymore? All the time I hear I love you from people who may have only been together for a few days to people who have been together over sixty-five years. The difference between that is the people who have been together sixty-five years probably truly understand and love each other while those who have been together a few days are probably saying it because it is the norm now. In today's society I love you is just as common as saying hi to someone. While it is great to tell the people you care for (especially the one who is truly the love of your life) I love you, it should have meaning and not said just to be said. Some people may say "I love you" all the time and actually mean it, but there are the people who just throw it out without thinking why they love that person. If you say
When I was little...When I was little, I had an imagination that stretched from one end of the universe to the other.When I was little...21 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
When they were little they had an iPhone the stretched from their thumb to their pinky.
When I was little I had too many crayons and not enough paper.
When they were little they had too many screens and not enough eyes.
When I was little I had books to read, trees to climb, and days to dream of.
When they were little they had things to click on, opportunities to pass up, and dreams left alone in the back of their minds.
When I was little I was afraid of the dark.
When they were little that had a screen to light up the night.
When I was little I stayed up late dreaming about all the fun that would happen tomorrow.
When they were little they would sleep dreamless nights away.
When I was little I could smile at nothing at all
When they were little they forgot how to smile and learned how to lie.
Querido DiarioQuerido Diario1 day ago in Emotional More Like This
"Querido Diario 5"
Querido Diario, ya ha pasado mas de un mes desde la última vez que escribí. Las cosas van bien por los momentos, la paso genial con la señora con quien estoy ahora y me trata como su hija, al menos eso me dijo el otro día. Sigo extrañando mucho a Chris, me siento sola cada vez que lo recuerdo, ya debería ser hora de buscar donde esta para poder verlo una vez mas. No sabes como lo extraño en estos momentos.
Querido Diario, lamento haber tardado tanto en escribir pero han sido tantos problemas que ya no tengo tiempo de nada, hace un día la gentil señora con quien algún tiempo falleció, la encontré en el piso del jardín y no respiraba, en estos momentos que me doy cuenta creo que a mama le paso lo mismo, pero fue porque alguien le hizo eso y fue papa, no soporto ver a mi al rededor estas cosas. Ahora estoy sola y no hay nadie que me ayude de ahora en adelante par
How to love a guy who can't love himself.How to love a guy who really doesn’t love himself.How to love a guy who can't love himself.2 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Well first, there are numerous ways you can do this, so just sit back and listen.
Number one rule, tell him to drop his façade, abandon the stereotypes that society places upon him, find the real him, the core, so fragile and so easily able to be hurt.
When you find the real him, who he really is, then look him in the eyes, past all that buff, and all of that strength and mutter a few simple words. ‘It’s okay to cry.’ And when he cries, when he falls to his knees and allows his body to tremble for the first time in decades, you put your hands on his shoulders and say, ‘Everything will be fine’.
And when he looks up at you, with tears in his eyes, shaking out of either shame or anger, you just smile at him, and say ‘No’, not because he’s crying but because you know he’s threatening to close himself off again to the world, and put on that face that he fe
20th of AprilIt was one of the finest houses, if not the finest house, one could ever lay their eyes upon, located in the more calmer and less trespassed districts in the city centre of Vienna. Adolf looked up at it. He couldn’t recall the last time he had felt so low-class, and this, standing in front of an inanimate structure. He felt so puny standing before the Viennese, two-story, excessive city apartment, its prestige overwhelming the seemingly small man dressed in a plain everyday black suit and a navy-blue tie to go along with it, the fanciest he could find that was stuffed somewhere within his drawers, which complemented the colour of his eyes. His eyes were the only bodily feature he was personally quite fond of. Friends, family and others he had encountered would always remark about the magic and charm his eyes tend to conjure (interestingly enough this was mostly expressed by the female ratio). His shoes, also black, he had polished as best he could. He held his grey felt hat which20th of April3 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
mendacium.The greatest lie in the world is only two words:mendacium.3 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
My verson of mad worldMy verson of mad world5 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
going nowhere going where
goingwhere they tell me they tell me
why did they go why did you go why didn't I go
then again they didn't listen didn't listen
now I'm to blame to blame
they say no tomorrow no tomorrow
why do I care there's no point
to listen to what they say what they say
BorderBetween the one world and the other lies a knife's blade, and all my life I have danced along that edge: never truly one thing, nor fully another. Ropes anchored below my skin string me up, tie me down, in every direction. I dance as a marionette, jerky and unbalanced.Border9 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Knowing, always: there's no place that's home; and to have one thing I must forsake another. I cannot stray far to either side.
The soles of my feet cannot but be cut.
HeartsHearts16 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
I draw hearts on your skin while you sleep
Just below your heart.
You never knew and you'll never know.
How many hearts I've drawn on you.
ReleaseSometimes it's good to just break downRelease20 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
and cry everything out until you run out
of tears. It has to be done in order for
healing to truly begin.
SoakedI want to lay in a puddle of silence. Is there such a place where I can soak up the nothingness around me? Is there a way for me to become one with the abstract complacency of existence?Soaked1 day ago in Emotional More Like This
I regret everything.
I regret nothing.
So, is there a means for me to sit, uncovered, and bask in the calm drizzle of contempt? I'm overflowing. Is there a way for me to absorb more?
I'm happy with the way I am.
I'm disgusted with the way I am.
Tell me, is there a reason to come inside? I'm not cold at all. Why, then, do I feel sick? Why do I feel chilled to the bone?
I'm so cold and sick.
Almost Gone She sits and waits for them to work, waiting to stop feeling the world she has called Hell for the last 16 years. She feels heavy, and exhausted, like the world rested on her small shoulders. She takes a deep breath, and feels her body spasm. How long would this take to work? It had been thirty minutes since she took them, and yet she just felt tired. She had expected more. She could her sister singing in the room next to her. A tear crept silently down her cheek at the thought of leaving her sister to fend for herself in the harsh world, but she pushed it away. She just wanted to think of quiet and peace she was on her way too. She felt her legs spasm again, and she felt a tickle engulf her spine. This was it, she told herself. This was the beginning of the end. The calls to sleep were becoming stronger, and her eyelids collapsed under the weight that held them open. She thought of Matthew, the boy she had never told how she felt, and wondered if he would miss her.Almost Gone45 minutes ago in Emotional More Like This
Fears #1I'm scared to death of driving.Fears #12 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
I can't even imagine getting in the front seat without getting tight in the chest.
But it's just irrational people would say.
It's a stupid fear.
That's why I don't tell anyone how terrified I am of driving.
It's not good to have a fear that most people don't have or think is silly, 'cause you won't find any understanding.
It really sucks...
Arcoiris Escarlata 6: Despedida6 DESPEDIDAArcoiris Escarlata 6: Despedida2 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Tras ese día, básicamente volvimos al punto donde lo habíamos dejado antes de su viaje a Canarias. Volvíamos a tener un tiempo limitado, puesto que yo me iba el 8 de septiembre, y habíamos quedado en que tras eso lo dejaríamos. Empezamos besándonos en un parque, luego cambiamos a otro. Yaiza tuvo un bonito detalle conmigo al regalarme una bella pulsera hecha por si misma. Para cuando ella se tuvo que ir, ya era sobre la una de la madrugada.
Nunca cenábamos juntos, puesto que ella no quería gastarse dinero y tampoco quería que la invitase. Así que, ya antes de que se fuera a Canarias, yo había adoptado la costumbre de ir a tomarme un trozo de pizza y una lata de acuarius tras mis encuentros con Yaiza, en uno de los pocos establecimientos abiertos a esas horas. Para mis adentros, esa trozo de pizza era la pizza de la victoria, y siempre sabía a gloria.
MememememememememememememememememememememememememeComment and I'll tell you..Mememememememememememememememememememememememememe8 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
1. How attractive you are
 1. Um...no
 2. Ew no
 3. Gross
 4. Ugly
 5. You're ok
 6. Alright getting better
 7. Cute
 8. Gorgeous/ beautiful
 9. Hot!!!
 10. perfect~
2. If we took a picture together we'd be
 1. Normal
 2. Holding hands
 3. Pulling faces
 4. Kissing
 5. Hugging
3. If I got your name tattooed on my body it would be
 1. My wrist
 2. My leg
 3. My belly
 4. My back
 5. My neck
 6. My foot
 7. My ankle
 8. I wouldn't
 9. My butt
 10. Why would I?
4. We lived together
 1. Party party party!!!
 2. eat ice cream for breakfast
 3. Pillow fights
 4. to the bedroom~
 5. Movie nights
 6. Cuddles
 7. Kisses
 8. We wouldn't live together
 9. Whatever you wanna do
 10. Stuff..
5. If you snuck into my room in the middle of the night I would
 1. Scream!
 2. Tell you to get out
 3. Smile
 4. watch movies
 5. Let you stay the night
 6. Kiss/ cuddle
 7. Swear!
 8. blush
HateThe spot on the comforter under my face is wet and salty, and its getting hard to breathe, but I don't raise my head. My nose feels like somebody shoved wads of tissue up my nostrils, and my skull is throbbing so hard I can feel it in my stomach. I don't even know if I'm actively crying anymore- do dry heaves count?- because nothing is coming out of my eyes.Hate8 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Mom is gone. She left after I started crying. I heard her on the phone with one of her friends, sucking and sobbing about how life is so awful for her and how I'm such an an awful, terrible daughter who doesn't love her. Said friend will kiss her ass and pat her head and tell her No, Stacey, you're a wonderful mother, she's tripping, she's the fucked up one, not you. You're doing everything you should be doing. Some people just can't be helped.
And depending on which sympathetic friend she phoned, I'm going to have another "Your mother told me everything and you should be ashamed of yourself" lecture to look forward to later. Wonde
ProblemasMi memo!Problemas15 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
¿Como expresarte lo mucho que te amo? Nunca sabrás lo que pasa por mi mente cuando estoy contigo, porque ni siquiera yo sé. Me levanto en las mañanas pensando en tu mirada, en tu sonrisa en tu todo, y eso hace que se forme una sonrisa en mi rostro. No tienes idea de lo enamorada que estoy, enamorada de aquel chico de la preparatoria que solía ver a lo lejos, que parecía tan alegre y simpático, aquel chico que ocultaba algo a los demás...
Algo que yo pude notar desde el principio, pero seguías gustándome, aunque mintieras.
Tal vez eso me dio más curiosidad por conocerte...
Me pone muy mal saber que no soy lo que tu quieres, quiero ser esa chica linda que te diga lo mucho que te ame a cada instante, que te trate tan bien como tu me tratas a mí.
Pienso que eres demasiado bueno para mi, y lo eres.
¡Tantas cosas diferentes entre nosotros y tantas tan parecidas!
Pediste que escribiera algo, no
A letter to my future self.Hey there, I hope you are doing fine.A letter to my future self.18 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Doing what you love and still loving those who you care.
Do you still remember those times when you were younger?
Before the world truths were bestowed on you.
The times when you felt that you could do anything.
Anything which is deemed impossible by adults.
But you did them anyway.
Cause you felt such joy doing those things.
Do you remember those times when your tears role down those cheeks?
Before you thought that it was wrong and those tears dried up.
The times when your eyes teared up cause you felt pain.
The pain of losing something or someone.
But you felt relief after which.
Cause that is what all humans do.
Do you remember when you had a smile on your face?
Before you lock your emotions into one small box in your heart.
The times when you showed your emotions to everyone.
Happiness, anger and sadness.
The expressions in which you showed.
But you thought it was normal.
Cause that is what you felt.
Do you remember the dreams in which you drea