What’s the deal, Kingston?

Fuck, Lumen.

kingstonrow-asylum-ooc2:

It’s because she’s not fucking around anymore. Her muse did a little happy dance because he walked away, when that’s what she wanted in the first place. And then I’m just sitting in my chair, staring and feeling like my life is ending every time the emotions come out. They throw acid at each other in the most metaphorical sense.

God, I know. It’s so hard because he wants more than anything to hate the living hell out of here, but can’t work up the nerve to do it. GOD, this is too MUCH,.

(Source: kingstonrow-asylum-ooc1)

on a plain [shiloh & max]

shilohderossi:

“I did take the blame,” she said softly, shaking her head. “Because I was stupid and thought that I could make it through a round of you alive, but it turned out that I couldn’t. All you had to say was, fuck it, I’m out - but you couldn’t even do that much. It is my fault that we happened in the first place, and I am fully fucking aware that I brought this on myself. I deserve as much fucking blame for the first Goddamn time you walked away as you do, and I made peace with that blame a long time ago.”

“Forgiveness is such fucking bullshit, Max! I don’t have to forgive you for anything, but I made peace with what happened a long time ago, and I moved on. I finished with what we were and I fucking walked away, but you keep coming back! If you could be gone for just a fucking bit longer, I could really get over all of our fuckery, but you keep coming back just when I’m learning how to fucking love someone again. Seriously, your timing sucks.”

Taking a deep breath, she exhaled, releasing the pent up anger boiling in her system, pushing it out of her mouth and into the cool air. She hated when she got overzealous, but as Claude had pointed out, it was in her nature to be so. Maybe she could learn how to reign in on that one day, but it apparently wouldn’t be today. She scoffed at his words, shaking her head and suppressing her laughter. She’d been offered her one-way ticket out of here more than once - specifically by Claude, who kept telling her that this place would just make her worse. And maybe one day she’d finally take up his offer, but she couldn’t leave without certain people. Zac, Lia, Kayla…fucking Felix. They were all too important to Shiloh for her to just walk away from them.

“It doesn’t matter what you do, or what you say. Sorry doesn’t make anything fucking better, and it won’t change my mind on this. Us - what we were? It’s been over for a long time. It’s been over and I moved on, and all I want is for you to get over it, and get the fuck away from me. We both know how this is going to go if you don’t. We’re both going to end up fucking ourselves over again, and I might end up getting really drunk, and I don’t need that right now.”

What she had said, he needed to hear. It seemed that ever since things began to grow bitter between them, Max was always taking blame almost willingly. But to hear that she had been blaming herself this entire time, that she had secretly resented herself for doing exactly what he had said not to—that was big.

“And that’s just your fucking problem, Shiloh. You’re going to die so fucking young because you can’t learn to forgive. And I’m not about to sit around and watch it happen. There’s so much hatred in your heart, so much resentment toward anyone and anything. And it disguises the fact that all you really need is someone to hold you. Consistency. Something I was never stable enough to offer you. I tried to protect you from myself, and I’m the selfish one. I tried to tell you that I’m a monster, and you told me I was underestimating you.” He pulled his shoulders up to a shrug. “I’m sorry, Shiloh. I can’t pity you any longer. I can apologize, but that’s all I can do. I’m not going to do or say anything to get you to come to terms with any of this because I’m not stupid enough to hold that expectation very high.”

He watched her momentarily, studying her as the words left her mouth. “Who the fuck are you trying to convince? Me or yourself? All you keep saying is ‘I moved on a long time ago, I moved on a long time ago.’ But the more you say it, the more you look so reluctant to believe it.” He released a scoff and a chuckle simultaneously. This was done.

“I’ll get the fuck away from you. Even if you’re the one so willingly placing yourself into these situations. I told you I was done battling this war and I meant it. I think an apology is what you needed to hear, and now that you’ve heard it there’s nothing left to say. I’ve said what I said.” And with that, he pushed himself away from the wall he had been leaning on and strode toward the exit. “Don’t drink too much. You might ruin the facade you’ve so handily crafted for yourself.”

He flung open the door and departed from the scene. And for once, he felt content with where the situation had been left.

(Source: maxsoldtheworld)

So, hi.

kayla-james:

Nah, he’s my friend person. Scott, the one with the guppy lips.

Liam was my old friend, he got shot and left. Now he’s back because apparently I’m in need of friends. That’s my reason, so yeah.

Guppy Lips Scott? Doesn’t ring a bell. My sincerest apologies.

Ah. Well, that’s news.

Kingston! Hello!

elyse-conway:

Purple!? I love purple. It’s a really grand color. People are like rainbows… Luke asked me if I shot up rainbows this morning… I’m still not too sure what he ment by that. Oh I would like that very much. The more people the better… well no. The more cool people the better. 

Purple does compliment your complexion, might I say.

Ah, so I’m cool? Splendid. That’s reassuring. You’ll be happy to know that you are, in fact, cool as well.

Remind me not to go back to solitary.

sometimes-scottedwards:

Thanks for that, man.

Here to help, not to hurt, my friend.

Remind me not to go back to solitary.

sometimes-scottedwards:

Hey, don’t go back to solitary.

So, hi.

kayla-james:

You didn’t seem to appreciate it then. Oh, some dude with DID beat me up. Pissed off his alter. Oosps.

Ew, now you sound like Liam. Why’d you come back here?

I appreciated it more than you could possibly imagine, if that’s what you mean. Wait, what? Who beat you up? Don’t give me that confidential shit, I want a name.

The fuck is Liam? I, uh, well. I’m sad. Isn’t that a good enough reason to be crazy?

Kingston! Hello!

elyse-conway:

Pinky promise. I like it too much to let it change. 

Orange? Hm. I wonder what my color would be… I bet colors is a fun one to have… You’re right. You can’t let everyone know honey badgers have a weak spot. You must only show a select few, which I bet you already do. Being a honey badger must be hard work, constantly not caring and such. 

I’d want nothing more.

Ah, you seem like the purple type. Unfortunately, I’m no good at placing labels on people—people are too unpredictable, y’know? People are rainbows. Deep, huh? Ahaha, well. Get close enough to me and you may be able to see ‘em for yourself. Naturally, I disguise them well. Guess that’s why I’m a honey badger, yeah?