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yes...i do in fact suck on the highest level. i owe a lot but real life has been evil to me lately. i promise i’m still around and haven’t forgotten anyone.
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❤ this if you would like me to go through your memes and send some to you. i’m totally bored but can’t seem to make myself write my drafts right now
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" What is home if not the first place you learn to run from?"
- Courtney Love Prays to Oregon
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It seems forever always has an ending, doesn’t make much sense does it?
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@rachalcx asked: ‘i'm just not ready to deal with it right now.’
COMPILATION OF THINGS MY MUSE SAID
status : accepting!!
'then don't. just say fuck it.' that was nat's advice to everything she didn't want to deal with. in her mind it was pretty sound advice so she didn't feel bad giving it to someone else. 'no one's gonna make you.' she sure as hell wasn't going to. she had enough of her own stuff to worry about without policing other people's shit on top of it. 'and if anyone gets on you about it, tell them to go fuck themselves.' more great advice. 'that's what i do and it works for me.'
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@laebyrinths baby nat and a cat!
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nat and a cat. this makes me happy
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@tribridhopestory asked: ‘ i’ve been lost but i’m here now . you’re the only person who has ever been able to find me . ’
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'me?' nat was truly taken aback. 'i don't see how.' now that she was home the pressure of everything they’d done to survive was a like a weight on her. one that never seemed to lift. she was no leader. she was barely fit to lead in the wilderness -- she'd been chosen and she'd done what was needed. that was a different time. a different version of herself. 'i can't even find myself these days.' most days she didn't even want to. she wanted to exist only in the drug induced, self medicated version of herself where she retreated more often than not. 'i'm still lost.' she rested her head against the wall behind her bed and closed her eyes. the room was spinning from the lines she'd done only minutes before hope arrived. 'i can't find anyone.'
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liveshaunted:
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it really is starting to get really bad, and Lottie can admit that to herself - but, not sure if she could to the others - least they think her more crazier then they probably already do. The blackouts are beginning to feel like someone else is in control. Like. they’ve taken over her and that very much scares her more then she’d liked to admit. it’s cold out and lottie is barley registering it - she really should be freezing but something is stopping her from completely feeling it. “a-are you sure?” lottie says, attempting to make her body feel smaller - which is hard she is one of the tallest members of the group. but, she’s pulling in on herself. “i-inside… yeah.” she nods her head, but is allowing nat to get closer to her. “inside good right?”
[ @liveshaunted ... ] her patience at the situation -- not at lottie -- was wearing thin. and that was because she was cold, starving and no one else was helping her. nat wasn't going to let that stop her. she'd just have to muster strength from a place where there didn't seem to be much left. 'i'm sure, lottie. i'm fucking sure.' the blonde assured her. nat just prayed she was finally getting somewhere. if she could just get her friend back inside it would all be worth it. she could get her wrapped up in a blanket near the fire where she needed to be before she caught hypothermia and was the next meal for the bloodthirsty she pack team of survivors. 'that's right. inside is very good.' the sigh of relief she wanted to let out was still strangled in her chest. lottie could run at any moment and this could start all over again. approaching her very slowly, nat put an arm around her. 'the fact that you don't feel the cold is concerning. it's a bad thing.’ very bad. she wasn't the smartest but she did understand basic survival.
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there are FROGS on tumblr for no reason at all. this pleases me. i will now get back to my drafts.
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@laebyrinths random closed starter for the hell of it
'my mom is mad all the time.' nat told liv as they sat in the blanket fort -- the last one they'd ever share in her house before the bank repossessed it. 'she cries all day because we don't have any money.' the preteen didn't see that as the worst thing in the world but gladys scatorccio seemed to think it was the end of the world. 'my dad said to think of living in the trailer as a vacation. like we are on a camping trip until we get another house.' she'd still have her own room so she wasn't all that disappointed. her father was a frightening man more often than not lately but natalie just tried to make the best of it. he still had good days but they were getting more rare. 'i don't think it sounds all that bad. i think mom is just attached to all the stuff she can't take with her.' it was no secret that gladys liked to hoard and had quite a problem with it.
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I’M NOT WHAT I’VE DONE WHAT I’VE BECOME. THE SMOKING GUN…
independent semi selective & canon divergent blog for teen / young adult natalie scatorccio from showetime series yellowjackets. survived by sophie 25+ est. read GUIDELINESbefore following / interacting.
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i’m not gone. i just wanted to wait until the finale was done so i could clear enough headspace to finally do something. now that i am shook, emotionally drained and dead inside, i think i can get some writing done...
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