It's never too late.
Liam Morgan. 18. Senior at Santa Monica High School. Finally back home after a few years of living in NYC.

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g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: no you don't, liam."

text: I’m pretty sure i do. 


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
#g--evans #answered

g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: i'm just gonna go now. ignore me."

text: i love you, Georgie. 


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
#g--evans #answered

g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: i think if i did, he'd freak out again."

text: yeah, you’re probably right. he just needs some time. 


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
#g--evans #answered

g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: i'm sure he is. or he may not be. who knows? he ran out and i haven't heard from him."

text: i just know that if i was in his place i would be. Have you tried talking to him since you told him? 


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
#g--evans #answered

g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: what do you mean what about deck?"

text: I mean, that i’m sure he’s going through something right now too.  


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
#g--evans #answered

g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: it's not about you believing in me. there's nothing to believe in me for. i made a horrible mistake and it's just now breaking me down and biting me in the ass. i'm the one dealing with the consequences, not anyone else."

text: yes, there is. i believe you can get through this. What about Deck? 


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
#g--evans #answered

g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: are you taking philosophy now or something?"

text: or something. i believe in you, Georige, even if you don’t believe in yourself. I have no idea what’s going on with you, but just no that no matter what, i’m not going anywhere. A promise is a promise. 


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
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g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: no. i don't think that's the reason, but hi, liam. i sort of feel like alice in wonderland right now. i don't know what i'm doing anymore."

text: Sometimes we lose our way, but that doesn’t mean we can’t find our way back eventually. 


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
#g--evans #answered

g--evans-deactivated20110902 whispered,
"text: i'm sort of wondering why i'm texting you right now. i don't think i have control of my brain anymore, so this is just pointless."

text: maybe you’re texting to say hi? That’s always a good reason to text. Hi, Georgie. 


posted 1 year ago with 1 note
#g--evans #answered

Sibling bonding || Liam & Melody  

melody-carson:

She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly and shut her eyes, enjoying the moment. He wasn’t yelling, which was nice. That would probably come later. “Th-Thank you, Li. You’re the best, you know that?” She bit her lip. Between him and Tony, her child would be spoiled. Georgia too. Melody wasn’t planning on telling her parents till absolutely necessary. “Your the most incredible big brother ever.” She was the one to end the hug and looked up at him, smiling a bit. “I’ll go to the doctor soon to confirm. Don’t kill Tony. Promise?” 

“No, i’m really not.” He mumbled against her hair. “You’re the most amazing little sister ever. I love you, Melody.” Moving away he let go of her and then placed a lock of her red hair behind her ear. “Okay, you better let me know how it goes and i want to go.” He looked away and then back at her after a moment. “I’ll try not too, but i’m not making any promises.” He sighed and ran a hand over his face. “I have to go, but i’ll talk to you soon, okay? I love you, sis.” He kissed her forehead and then stood up. “Take care of yourself and my little niece or nephew.” He softly bumped her nose with his finger before he made his way out of her house and to his car. Now he really need to have talk with a certain teacher.   

(Source: liam-morgan, via melody-carson-deactivated201110)


posted 1 year ago with 7 notes (originally from liam-morgan)