ontd made me think about this


because god like madison’s death wasn’t bad enough, i was thinking about all the “OH KYLE RIGHTFULLY KILLED MADISON SHE DESERVED IT”

the only thing about kyle that belonged to the original him was his head. all the other parts were from his frat brothers.

the hands that strangled madison to death were her rapists’


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Wait, what?!

Didn’t Zoe and Madison sell their soul to satan? It would’ve been awesome if they were cursed to have intertwined lives for eternity. They would be together forever, to be each other’s hell.

She had all that power but could not stop kyle? And can’t she just come back to life again?

she was one bad bitch and I love her for it.

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so did everyone else, that’s why she got better :)

so did everyone else, that’s why she got better :)

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I could say I like to be alone …

that I am doing something worthwhile, that I am the piece of the puzzle that everyone seems to be looking for. I could say a lot of things, but nobody listens when I talk.

I don’t seem to fit anywhere right now. So here I am, in my room writing how I feel, playing video games, anything really, even plotting a way out of this maze I keep making myself.

When you lie in bed all day, you remember a lot. You close your eyes and listen to your own heart beat, and think about who you are.

I ask myself the same question Blair did, when did everything get so screwed up? This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. I don’t know who I am anymore or what I’m supposed to do. And I feel so lost.

I spend the day daydreaming. When I’m in bed all day, I live in another world. Face the wall and listen to the music that coincidentally, lyric for lyrics feels like it’s reading my mind and knows exactly how I feel, but that’s not really me, those are still someone else’s words.

Days like this reminds me of who I really am.

I am myself when I am laughing out loud with friends.

I am myself when I eat a slice of cheese cake and savour how happy every bite makes me feel.

I am myself when I am happy.

I am myself when I dont talk a lot.

I am myself when I choose to be alone.

I am myself when I treat my friends like family.

I tend to be dangerously hard on myself, so it helps that no one listens when I talk. Sometimes, not even me. ;)

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Yes, I am. But I seem to lack the ability to connect with people. 

Most of the time people misconstrue my silence for indifference.

The thing is I can see beyond what people want, and what they need. I offer my friends honesty but most of the time they want it sugar coated.

What I am trying to say is I’m not the monster most paint me to be. I am loving, I hug my friends when I see them, because I want them to know I’ve missed them.

I am posting this to remind myself why I am this way, sometimes I tend to regret not being the fun, no holds barred kind of person that people seem to look for in a friend.

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a sad little monkey

What happened? And when did everything get so screwed up? This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. I don’t know who I am anymore. 

Humble pie.

Take the whole damn thing! a slice won’t do. 

The real Olive Penderghast!

I met Michelle Lee on duty. After just 2 minutes of talking to her I realized that she’s not like most girls.

She’s fun to be with. She doesn’t say “I feel so ugly today” with the intent of getting a compliment. She basically lives by her own rules 

She’s the type to catch your attention even if she not trying! That’s probably why she gets picked on most of the time. She doesn’t care though, that’s how awesome she is.

She’s one of the few friends that I still maintain contact with and see whenever time permits.

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When did everything get so screwed up? This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. I don’t know who I am anymore or what I’m supposed to do. And I feel so lost.
Gossip Girl (Season 2: Episode 19)

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They say winners never quit …

Winners are the people who recognize the desire every one of us has to quit when faced with adversity and who develop ways of dealing with it.

I just did. Walking away from something that’s obviously making my life unbearable. But you know what? I actually feel relived. In a way I feel like I won.

Everyone’s guilty of “bahala na”, it’s basically quitting and it’s part of everyday life. It took a lot for me to admit that I couldn’t do the task at hand. Truth is, we are all quitters. The sooner we realize it, the better. Then we can get on with the business of overcoming it.

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