They Thought Wrong [2 Guys Needed!]

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They Thought She’d Take It

Her father was abusive, he was a horrible person set on ruining everything everyone he had. He was a control freak. He drove her mother crazy, he ran off her brother. All that was left was her, and she was determined to stay there and take it, as if she could prove something. Unfortunately, she had been born with his temper—he pushed her too far, and she was ready to push back. He was threatening her with a gun, but she wasn’t entirely sure that he would pull the trigger, because then who would he mistreat? She was stronger than he thought she was. She ripped the gun out of his hand and turned it on him—he hadn’t thought that she would actually pull the trigger. He told her she’d be nothing without him. She wasn’t so sure, but driven by anger she pulled the trigger, and fled the house. The police caught up with her, and she was tried, but proved innocent—they claimed that the murder was self-defense. She was in prison for a month. She isn’t sure that he deserved it. She thinks that maybe he was just trying to be a good father, she beats herself up. She hates herself for killing him.
She's pretty sure she's nothing without him.
Maxine Loraine Miller// Shrapnel Kitten

They Thought He’d Be Okay

He lost everything to love. He was going to marry the girl of his dreams, who’d convinced him that she loved him, and everything else. She left him standing at the altar. What little money he had left after paying for her dream wedding she stole, she ran off with the Best Man, and left him with nothing. He was kicked out of the apartment, and lost his job because of a depression that was beginning to cause the customers and other employees, what the employer called, ‘discomfort’. He had nothing, and everyone promised him that another day, and he’d be fine. He’d bounce back. He still hasn’t and is even to this day living in a slump, living day to day with no idea where he can get a next paycheck.
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They Thought It Was Her Fault

Everything is blamed on her, and for some reason, everyone accepts that as if they saw her do it. She has the worst luck, and everything seems to be crumbling on her, just everything. So, because of that she cannot keep a job, a relationship, or anything. No one feels that they can put faith on her, and she’s beginning to believe it herself. The horror of everything that has happened to her is beginning to take its toll, and it’s something that she can do absolutely nothing to help. Even her family does not trust her enough to help her. It looks like, at this rate, there is nothing she can do to save herself from the pit it seems like everyone is pushing her towards. She’s hit rock bottom, and no one wants to give her a hand up, or throw her a rope.
Ally Banks // xosweetlyinsanexo

They Thought He Was Perfect

Even when he was a child his smile could illuminate rooms, and his charm was flawless. He seemed so perfect that everyone began to lean on him. But when something began to happen he was falling apart inside, and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. He was afraid to ask anyone for help, because he was supposed to be stable. He was supposed to be perfect, so he kept pretending. At this point it is unbearable, and he feels absolutely trapped. Crumbling from the inside and too petrified to get help for himself—he’s beginning to fail as help for others. He’s afraid that that is going to cost him friends, family relationships, everything. And without any of that, what will he be? What could he do? He’s paranoid, perhaps, but he can’t help it. With everything falling in on him, he’s too trapped to even be able to think without more walls caving in.
Nick Naovo // Wildstripe

They Thought She Was Sweet

In a selfish world, she cares about everyone. She holds everyone over herself, and now the weight is so heavy that she’s beginning to collapse under it. But, in a selfish world, no one notices. No one cares to help her. No one wants to be placed down, to care about anyone else. In a selfish world, she’s slowly killing herself—and she can’t even notice because she doesn’t look in the mirror often enough to see what is physically happening to her. Even now, she has not noticed the bags darkening under her eyes, the exhaustion that can be seen in her every move. She’s falling apart, crumbling under everyone she cares about, and their weight—but no one seems to care about her enough to save her from what will, ultimately, be her death.
Nina Rosalie Edwards // A D D I C T E D smexiines

They Thought He Was Stronger

He was put into jail for something that was not his fault, something he did not do, something that he took no part in. He did time for it, a good bunch of years. And it ruined him, it broke him down. He became paranoid, afraid of anything that could happen. He withdrew, and feared speaking to anyone. He saw only the darkest sides of people, and couldn’t find a silver lining to the cloud that he knew was, somehow, endless. He felt enveloped in something dark, and even now, he feels there is nothing he can do about it. He knows he needs help, but everyone he wants to ask for assistance from, he can only see them failing him; himself failing them. Distress, depression, all he sees.
Jason Dante Connor // Geektastic Shortie

They Thought She Was Better Off

She gained everything she thought she’d ever want, in a single day. She became wealthy, got a big house. But she couldn’t be happy—because of her riches people flocked her, and whenever she reached out, hoping to find a friend, she would only find someone fake. No one wanted to really be there for her. So, she started to dress poorly, she started to hide her face in public, she would introduce herself with false names, mimic fake accents. She keeps reaching out, but all she can catch are elusive clouds.
Rose Sabaki // RoseAnki

Matches Made iN Heaven—But They Met iN Hell

Perhaps in pairs these social-rejects can help each other save themselves.
Maxine Loraine Miller//
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I Thought You'd Listen

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A small town in Washington State. It rains often.
Start-
-A rainy Saturday morning, starting at about 8:30 am.
-At about 11:15, am, it starts to rain, hard.
-At 3:25 pm the rain slacks off and softens to a drizzle.
-At 8:45 pm the rain is gone completely.

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-First and Last Name-
Not A Moment Older
-Age-
I Thought You Wouldn't Care
-Personality-
Not That It Changes Anything
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I Never Thought
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I Never Thought You'd Know
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They Thought She’d Take It

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I Thought You'd Never Ask
-Maxine Loraine Miller -
Not A Moment Older
-17-
I Thought You Wouldn't Care
-Playful-
-Sweet-
-Guilt Ridden-
-Moody-
-Insecure-
-Autophobic-
-Indecisive-
-Fearful-
-Doubtful-
-Careful-
-Withdrawn-
-Eccentric-
-Quiet-
-Self-Loathing-
Thought You Would Too
-Cooking-
I Never Thought
-Hurting people-
-Blood-
-Dark Chocolate-
-Weaponry of Any and Every Kind-
-Being blamed for her father’s murder-
-Herself-
-Heights-
I Never Thought You'd Know
-Mugged and Drugged-

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They Thought He Was Stronger

I Thought You'd Never Ask
-Jason Dante Connor-
Not A Moment Older
-Eightteen-
I Thought You Wouldn't Care
-I have an ability to talk my way out of things. I am usually getting myself into trouble. I don't trust people much. I try to act innocent and sweet when I am in trouble, it seems to work when I don't do it to my father. I still act like a child from time to time but that is if I am comfortable with where I am any where else and I seem to be more serious. I try to hold my tongue and be a good boy but I can't help it if there is something I want to say I will say it regardless the outcome.I have a devious side to me, I like to do things I am not suppose to do the thrill and the challenge thrills me. You can say I am a bit of a adrenaline junky. If I am given the chance I can be romantic and sweet but that is if you are lucky to not be pushed away because again I don't trust people. I hate being trapped inside and being limited to what I can and cannot do.I can be protective so don't ******** with anyone I like. -
Not That It Changes Anything
-Causing Trouble-
I Never Thought
-People-
-Being Blamed for things I didn't do-
-Cops-
-Being trapped-
-People who talk s**t then don't back it up-
-Depression-

I Never Thought You'd Know
-Geektastic Shortie-

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They Thought I Was Better Off

I Thought You'd Never Ask
Rose Sabaki
Not A Moment Older
Eighteen
I Thought You Wouldn't Care
That I am a beautiful person, and that I don't want to be liked for my money or my beauy. I am a doll, but I have a temper.
Not That It Changes Anything
The Arts...music, art and writing.
I Never Thought
I would be rejected, that there would not be a place for me in this world...and that I would forever be alone.
I Never Thought You'd Know
RoseAnki

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They thought it was her fault

I Thought You'd Never Ask
-Ally Banks-
Not A Moment Older
-17-
I Thought You Wouldn't Care
Well, I'm fun and loving and very moody. I have my mood swings and I'm really wild and crazy. I'm sweet, and I have OCD. I'm Agrophobic, fear of being abused, I also suffer from Algophobia (fear of pain), Arachnophobia (fear of spiders), and Brontophobia (fear of thunder or lightning). Yes, I'm always the one who is being blamed on, which is making me more insane and more phobias. I love hang out with my friends, I personally like being complimented, it's great that someone actually says something nice about you. I'm friendly and a bit emotional.
Not That It Changes Anything
-singing-
-playing guitar-
-anything related to music-
-eating candy-
I Never Thought
-lighting or thunder-
-being abused-
-spiders-
-pain-
-candy-stealers-
-back-biters-
-snobs-
I Never Thought You'd Know
-xosweetlyinsanexo-

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They Thought He Was Pefect

I Thought You'd Never Ask
-Nick Naovo-
Not A Moment Older
-Eighteen-
I Thought You Wouldn't Care
-Nice.
Smart.
Funny.
Dorky, in the sorta' cute way.
Completely nervous around the opposite sex.-
Not That It Changes Anything
-Nack For Computer Networking-
I Never Thought
-Losing Stablility for the ones He Loves.-
I Never Thought You'd Know
-Wildstripe-

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They Thought She Was Sweet

I Thought You'd Never Ask
Nina Rosalie Edwards
Not A Moment Older
Seventeen
I Thought You Wouldn't Care
Let's see this is how I act. I can be the sweetest or meanest person you meet depending on everything. Wild, crazy, daring, bold, extreme, shy, loud, unique, are a few things people describe me. But truly I am undefined, no word and sum me up I am one of a kind truly. Depending on the sitution I can be the sweetest or meanest, loudest or quietest. Nothing cn truly keep me the way I am. One minute I could be shy, next thing you know I am singing and dancing like crazy. To be honest I just want to be myself and always am but sometimes I have to hid it. Who know what to do with me. No one can control me and turst me people tried. Nothing describing me perfectly except this is all to say. I am just me end of story.
Not That It Changes Anything
That I would become Broken/Battered Shattered/Staind
I Never Thought
Needles, Alot of Blood, Some Thunder && Lightning storms
I Never Thought You'd Know
A D D I C T E D smexiines

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I Think You Should Know

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"I've always wanted to ruin something beautiful..."

Maxine wore a pair of giant-pink bunny slippers, a gray tank top, and a pair of red plaid men's boxer shorts. She had serious bed head, and looked rather like a zombie, expression-wise. To the kitchen, she staggered, in her small apartment across the cold tile she could feel freezing the soles of her feet even through the thick plush of pink cuteness. Mornings were not always like this, but a cloud came over this apartment in the night and brought with it dreams of rifle-wielding gangsters made of dark chocolate, and wild-running rhinos. It didn't end well, and an almost bear-like Maxine was the result.
In the kitchen, she started coffee, and started back towards the back rooms of the apartment, where the bathroom, bedroom, and stairs to get to the laundry room were. The front door was on the other side of the huge room she was walking through that made up the tiny dining and kitchen, and spacious living room. She'd shower, first, of course, because nightmares always left people with a feeling that only hot water could really drive away.
But, of course, coffee, nearly first thing in the morning, was important enough to actually leave the safety of her bed and connected bathroom as long as it was for only a moment.
The bedroom, an organized wreck any adventurer the size of those plastic military dudes would love. High piles of laundry, some of which was clean, some wasn't. CDs stacked against the walls almost as tall as Maxine herself dotted the area along the walls. The dresser, upon opening, was an unorganized mess, but at least it was clean and smelled amazing. The closet was nothing but close hangers, shirts and pants dangling off of them in a pitiful fashion. But, this was the only unorganized and otherwise dirty room in the house-- that Maxine had to be proud of.
She pulled some clothing off of hangers, some out of dressers, and a belt out of a pile before kicking off her bunny slippers and dragging herself to the bathroom-- a small, pink-and-black-tiled heaven.

Maxine was not usually so sluggish during her morning walks, but, for whatever reason, it seemed to take her forever to get to the cute little coffee shop on the corner of those two streets she so-often passed. She stepped inside, knowing that this was the last place she needed to be, as jittery and anxious as she was currently. Maxine approached the counter, noting that they seemed to have gotten some kind of different array of employees for the morning shift. She smiled, shifting over to the lesser line, behind a rather impatient man who was complaining about being late for work. Maxine worked hard to retain her smile, and keep her snide little comments to herself. This was where she stopped by every morning, for when she worked, she usually had the dinner shift. She was, at least, glad that she didn't have to deal with actual customers unless all of the waiters were out. Finally, she snapped, but only a little bit, it was nothing in comparison to her usual little outbursts.
More like a rubber band, twanging audibly as its elastic reached its limit and, simply, ripped apart. Not such a big deal unless it recoiled right onto flesh. Maxine, keeping her sweet little morning-person smile, leaned ever so slightly forward towards the man, and commented without any hostility in her tone of voice, "There are worse things, you know-- and with your karma, I'm sure there's a chance you could walk out the door and be hit by a bus," She wanted to take it back, but Maxine knew the guy probably, on some level, deserved the slight distress-- but there was a time when such mean little statements didn't arise from her mouth.
Maxine had a certain distaste for rude and arrogant people, it was something that she thought no one should have to deal with it. Luckily, enough, in her younger years she seemed to have taken a high dosage of it, for she almost never really had to have direct contact with people of the nature that annoyed her so.
Mornings, just after showering and the like, believe it or not, was the best time for the day for Maxine. Because, often, she took a walk, sat down at the little cafe with a Styrofoam cup of coffee and a paperback novel. She wouldn't read much, just until her coffee was down to a manageable amount. Often she didn't have to speak to anyone but to offer greetings, order, and respond to the employees.

"...but then I remember that it's your fault I'm like this."

Maxine L. Miller

[Here Rests the Dead Era]

"I know true love is when..."

Robynn A. Scarlet, ran his fingertip down the spines of the paperbacks on the library shelf. This place was quiet, always quiet, there could be a robbery, and it would be quiet. But who would rob the library? No one. And that was why he came here. It was his momentary safe haven. A place where he could be where no one would speak to him, no one cared who he was or what he was there for. No one wondered, and no one knew. Because it didn't matter. Nothing did, here.
Because everyone was themselves, and it was as if everyone was in their very own, seperate world. A long, if not over-drawn explanation of the feeling of a library, but did it matter much? Hardly. Robynn sighed softly, pulling out a book and reading over its back.

((Hope you don't mind, I'm totally stealing your format.))

"...I love you when we're sober."

Robynn A. Scarlet

[To_Write_Love_On_His_Arm]

She knows true lonliness is when...

Kikki was starring outside, in her room which is bright and cheerful. Her room was the color of gold while her bed was a frilly pink. But she stayed up all night waiting... Waiting for something that will never show up for her... Waiting for happy dreams and sleep. But she hasn't slept... Not one good decent night of sleep. She prays for sleep every night but it never comes not for her at least. She gets up anyways to start the day. She slipped out of yesterdays clothes and slipped into a long sleeve pink shirt with long denim blue jeans. She walked outside without any breakfast as usual she was though as skinny as a twig. But no one really cared but she didn't mind all she wanted was to be nice to everyone. She walked down the sidewalk. She was actually thinking of going to the libray today. She was hoping to check out a book that was interesting. She walked in greeting the librarain. The librarain just nodded. She went into the back of the library searching for something interesting to her anything that will spark her taste. But she didn't know what to pick there were just too many books.

Is when you begin to ignore yourself.

Kiki White

[Here Rests the Dead Era]

"I know true love is when..."

Triumphant, the goal of everything was to find the book he would read next. And he had found it. Not glancing up from its shining cover, featuring a chrome sink spout, dripping from it, not water, but blood. Not a mystery, a horror novel. Very good. He stepped forward, towards the counter, away from the books that seemed, almost, to be preparing for his goodbye, and he felt a force hit him so hard it nearly pushed away his breath. He stumbled backwards, and finally looked up to see that he'd not bumped into, but slammed, full force, into a young woman, perhaps his age. He stepped over her, finally comitting his eyes to his target, and kept walking, not even offering apology.

"...I love you when we're sober."

Robynn A. Scarlet

[To_Write_Love_On_His_Arm]

She knows true lonliness is when...

She fell backwards but caught herself. She looked at the guy she thought she must have bumped into. He was already half way to the front. But she chased after him. She stopped him by stepping infront of him looking down she said, "I am so sorry sir I didn't mean to bump into you. Next time I should watch where I am going. Sir do you forgive me?" She looked up at him with a slight smile hoping for forgiveness.

When she ignores herself

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"I've always wanted to ruin something beautiful..."

The cafe breathed the fantastic scent of, well, coffee. Maxine loved it, it was what she believed she lived for. The coffee level had gone down signifigantly, and she'd finished her book. Stifling a yawn quietly against the back of her hand, Maxine dropped her book back into her bag. She ought to go to the library, she couldn't find herself in a morning without a book. She stood, and started towards the library, waving goodbye to the morning cafe counter-workers, though she had recognized none of them.
"Have a nice day!" One of them greeted her, just as the door fell closed, and Maxine was deaf to her kind words.
The library was nice, it smelled of old books, and old people. Nothing new, except, maybe, her coffee. Maxine took a sip of it, and started towards the horror section. She felt like something depression, something that would make her cry. She stepped towards a pair of youths, no older than her, one of which had fallen. She stepped past them as the girl stood and chased after him.

"...but then I remember that it's your fault I'm like this."

Maxine L. Miller

[Here Rests the Dead Era]

"I know true love is when..."

The same girl jumped in front of Robynn, just as he was coming up to the counter. Normally he would've yelled, but her words caught him off guard. He was shocked, for a moment, with no idea as to how he was supposed to respond. "What?" He asked, completely clueless. Dumbfounded, even.
His mind, even, failed to bring forth any kind of smartass comments that he could've, usually, spat out as quickly as his opponent could blink.

"...I love you when we're sober."

Robynn A. Scarlet

[To_Write_Love_On_His_Arm]

She knows true lonliness when...

She stared at him for a second then she said, "I am sorry sir for bumping into you I didn't mean to. I hope you can forgive me. I should be more careful to where I walk. I am so sorry! Please forgive me." She shuffled her feet slightly looking down again fiddling with her fingers still shuffling her feet. She looked back up at him waiting for a response.

...When she ignores herself.

Kikki White

[Here Rests the Dead Era]

"I know true love is when..."

"Uhm... Okay," His only answer, the only answer he could think to have. Robynn moved swiftly passed her, and set his book down on the counter, where the woman lifted it and scanned it. He pulled out his wallet, connected to his belt loop by a thin, fake-silver chain, and opened it. He flipped quickly, searching for his library card in the mess that usually held all of his cash and cards. He set down the card on the table, the woman scanned it, and pushed it across the table back towards him. He put it away and turned towards the girl.
"So, who are you?"

"...I love you when we're sober."

Robynn A. Scarlet

[To_Write_Love_On_His_Arm]

She knows true lonliness is when...

Nikki tilted her head to the side. She was a little confrused because he didn't scowled her for bumping into him like everyone else would. She was caught a little off gaurd by the fact he actually wanted to know her name, "My name is Nikki White. If I may ask what is your name sir?" She looked back down ,to her making no eye contact is good. You don't have to see how disappointed the person was or how angry they were. But she looked back up anyways again. She didn't know why she kept looking down then up he must think she is a bobbling head or something. She just sighed in her mind.

..When she ignores herself...

Nikki White