Card House - Chapter 1 Pt. 3
Card House - Chapter 1 pt. 3
“Just to save you some trouble, the door on the right in there is just the bedroom Alex and I share,” Jay said to the Diamond, walking over to the door with the key. “Feel free to search the room, just maybe ask what’s in each drawer first.” The Diamond nodded as he waited. Alex just stood there, wondering what Tally was going to do. Tally turned, and noticed Alex staring at her. She sighed, and said “Listen, I’m sorry. I didn’t . . . I wasn’t thinking. I . . . I’m sorry.” Alex didn’t know how to respond, but Jay decided now would be a good time to ask if anyone wanted a drink. “I’d have one, but I don’t think the two of you trust me around alcohol,” Tally answered. The other Club shouted down the stairs “I think I found somethin’!” Tally looked up, with an eyebrow raised. She headed up the stairs, and didn’t see Alex and Jay exchange a look that said ‘well, shit.’ The Club had found that there was a semi-concealed hatch in the ceiling. Jay followed Tally, and, when she asked them about it, told her that it was just storage. “Then you won’t mind if I check . . .” Tally trailed off. Jay looked over at the other Club, and said “Can I talk to Tally? Alone?” The Club looked at Tally for confirmation, who nodded.
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A dysphoria venting poem
Again, and again / I find myself in / these places / and spaces / where I can’t help but almost stare / and compare / and silently cry in despair / because all the girls around me / are so pretty / and then you’ve got me / in my hoodie / who just got a haircut / which is ok but / i feel like there’s no way / anyone would ever say / that i look as good as they / do. Inside my little closet / my prison / that traps me inside it / and I have to hide / and lie / and say that I / am completely fine / but inside / I’m dying / and I want to start crying. / It’s awful. / And it’s all / around. The way / that they / just talk / and walk / and do anything / just makes me want to say something / but would they think / I was worth their time? / Would I even be worth a dime? / I cry inside my closet of pain.
everyone needs to look at her blog because she is one of the best people i have ever seen ever
I feel really crappy about myself and Idk why. I basically do everything I do just to make other people laugh or at least feel a little better, because when I make other people happy then it make me happy. But today, it just feels like I can’t make anyone happy. I usually turn to scrolling through my dashboard, but that’s just reminding me that my posts are basically guaranteed to not even have a chance to make anyone happy, let alone be noticed. Sorry the length! Needed to get that out.
1. don’t worry about it. this blog is built for the followers and you never have to worry about annoying me with anything.
2. i’ve dealt wit some similar stuff and i’m really sorry that you’re going through this, those emotions are super tough. something that i’ve found in life is that you need to live your life for yourself. that doesn’t mean that you are selfish or ignore the needs of others, but your life is just that- yours. so try and work toward making yourself happy just as much as you would anyone else. it improves your life immensely and it actually ends up making others happier as well.
hope you start to feel better, sending you all my love💕🌸
Fun Fact: if someone is in the closet, hearing homophobic things makes them die inside a little
Card House - Chapter 1 pt. 2
The room emptied faster than if someone had eaten twenty cans of beans the day before. The tall Club took off her helmet, and walked over to Jay. Jay simply tilted their head up a little bit, and smiled. “And to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?” The Club looked down at them with a cold, unamused expression. “I don’t need the sass. I trust you remember me?” “Oh, yes! Captain Tally! How could I forget the time you tried to steal my girlfriend?” Alex tripped, realizing why Tally seemed so familiar. Tally had gotten a pretty drunk one night, and started flirting with Alex. She got way too grabby, and Jay has to escort Tally out. “I’m surprised the bruise isn’t s-still there,” Alex blurted out. Tally flushed slightly, and said “If you’re done with the snarky comments, then I’ll get to searching this place.” “Just don’t search Alex, and everything should be fine,” Jay responded, and started mixing a drink. The other Club started moving towards the stairs in the back, the Heart going for the back door, and the Diamond going for the ‘Employees Only’ door behind the bar.
I’ve re-done this many times, might as well do it again. Hi! I’m Sinylene, or at least that’s what I like to go by on the internet. I also go by Noel. I use she/her. I don’t post super often, and when I do it’s probably either serious, a story, or a meme.
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