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dropping by to say i love and appreciate you so much

Bee!!! I love and appreciate you too!!

#the homies #the homie bee #the nick miller to my nick miller

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PLEASE I LOVE YOUR MEMES

But I’m not wrong you are 🖤

I'm back at it bestie

YOU PRONOUNCE CARAMEL INCORRECTLY BESTIE

OKAY FIRSTLY I SAY IT CORRECTLY AND SECONDLY THESE ARE SO FUNNY YOUR MEME ABILITIES HAVE GROWN

teehee💜

#the homies #the homie kj #the homie gossip girl

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ngl I could do without experiencing the epic highs and lows of mental illness

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All of my mutuals are so cool and talented and popular and I'm just a little gremlin yelling into the void.

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Me when women: 💓💞💘💝😻

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happy pride

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“who hurt u” me bro I’m dumb af

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I’m Not Okay

Summary: Natasha finds you just in time. 

Warnings: Mentions/thoughts of suicide and an almost suicide (I think this is it, but lemme know If I need to add any) 

Word Count: 532

A/N: Just a shitty vent fic and nothing else. There’s probably mistakes, just ignore them ig

You’re hunched over at your desk, with a pen in your hand and a piece of paper under the pen. You tap the pen against your hand a few times before continuing to write. Tears roll down your face as your thoughts make it onto paper. You wish it wasn’t coming to this, you really do, but life and everything about it has become too much. You can’t continue on like this anymore.

You aggressively wipe your tears with the sleeve of your sweatshirt, not wanting them to stain the paper below you. You finish the note, writing your thoughts out clearly, and gently fold it. You write Natasha’s name on the top so she knows this was meant for her.

You stand from the chair and take one last look around your room. Polaroid pictures of you and Natasha are scattered among the many surfaces of the room. You pick one up from the bedside table and look at it. A small smile crosses your face as you remember the day this was taken. It was right after Natasha proposed to you. You place the polaroid back down and let out a deep breath. You move to the bathroom and shut the door behind you.

You open the medicine cabinet and grab the large bottle of pills. You toss the bottle back and forth between your hands, listening to the rattle of the pills inside. Once you do this, you’ll finally be okay. You open the bottle and stare down at the pills inside. It’ll be quick and you won’t feel a thing. You dump a handful of pills into your hand and place the bottle on the counter.  

“Y/N! I’m home!” Natasha calls out, entering your shared room.

You glance over at the bathroom door, before looking back down at the pile of pills in your hand. You take a deep breath as the voices in your head keep telling you to just do it.

There’s a soft knock on the bathroom door. “Babe? Are you okay in there?”

You squeeze your eyes shut. You fight with the voices in your head, but the dark thoughts quickly consume and win the internal argument.

“I’m coming in, okay?” A second goes by before the door slowly opens. Natasha takes one step into the bathroom and looks at you. Her eyes trail down to your hand, eyebrows furrowing at the pills in your hand. Her eyes move up and meet yours. “Y/N?”

You immediately break down at the sound of Natasha’s voice. You reach forward, the pills spilling out of your hand and onto the bathroom floor, and you fling your arms around Natasha. You pull her into you and grip onto her shirt as you shove your face into her neck.

“I’ve got you.” Natasha wraps her arms around you tightly. “It’s okay. You’re okay.” Natasha runs one of her hands through your hair.

“Nat.” You swallow thickly. “I think I need help.” You admit into her neck. “I’m not okay.”

Natasha hugs you tighter. “You’re not alone, I’ll be with you every step of the way, okay?”

You nod. “I’m sorry.” You continue to sob.

“You don’t have to apologize. I’ve got you.”

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff fic #black widow x reader #black widow fic #anyway just ignore this

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You can’t and you won’t

What’s this “safe” nonsense huh? 😑

Doug? Who’s Doug?! (Im so funny haha)

We definitely have

Well I do have one 😌

That’s Rileyphobic 😔

PINK, white, lavender, red, fuchsia, sky blue

Pink: No and you can't stop me

White: But whyyyy I'm safe

Lavender: No that's you

Red: Yes I agree (I think we literally have actually?)

Fuchsia: Well lemme tell you something lmao

Sky blue: Anyone you say? Does that include me? Asking for a friend

#the homies #the homie shay #bestie for the restie

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White. Red. Pink. Fuchsia. Sky blue.

White: WHY?? omg I'm safe with knives - I also literally worked with knives

Red: We definitely have so I agree :)

Pink: Never - sleep is for the weak

Fuchsia: Well well well, little do you know

Sky blue: Listen, but what about me though? Am I included in this??

Send me a color

#the homies #the homie kit

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PINK, white, lavender, red, fuchsia, sky blue

Pink: No and you can't stop me

White: But whyyyy I'm safe

Lavender: No that's you

Red: Yes I agree (I think we literally have actually?)

Fuchsia: Well lemme tell you something lmao

Sky blue: Anyone you say? Does that include me? Asking for a friend

Send me a color

#the homies #the homie shay #bestie for the restie

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lavender, green, and red! 😊

from one nick to another <3

Thank you, Bee :) And uno reverse

Send me a color

#the homies #the homie bee #the nick miller to my nick miller

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Curiosity is getting the best of me

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“I needed to be somewhere different. Maybe I needed to be someone different, too.”

— Heather Davis / The Clearing

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people with adhd will be like “i couldn’t find my keys but i saw them when i took out the recycling nine hours ago so i checked inside the fridge and they were behind the butter” and think nothing of it??????

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#pretty much yeah

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#pretty much yeah