Bitches-broken-hearts-01 - Poppet

“I wanna drink until I ache, I wanna make a big mistake.”

Marina and The Diamonds // Teen Idle

JUST LETTING Y'ALL KNOW WHERE THIS BLOG STANDS.

You can’t not love the bored look on her face

That’s my Ronnie 🖤

Idk what band this guy is in, but I sometimes check his page because for a while I thought he had a nice body. I like when people in music don’t tolerate bullshit. 

Serpents and Recreation

[Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker]

FP: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Fangs: ...I did. I broke it.

FP: No. No you didn't. Jughead?

Jughead: Don't look at me. Look at Toni.

Toni: What?! I didn't break it.

Jughead: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Toni: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Jughead: Suspicious.

Toni: No it's not!

Sweet Pea: If it matters, probably not, but Cheryl was the last one to use it.

Cheryl: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!

Sweet Pea: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Cheryl: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Sweet Pea!

Fangs: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, FP.

FP: No! Who broke it!?

Toni: FP...Betty's been awfully quiet.

Betty: REALLY?!

[Everyone starts arguing]

*later*

FP: [being interviewed] I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎

YOU CAN’T SPELL ‘BEST’ WITHOUT BTS

(For every girl who fell in love with a Beast, this is for you)

"Monstrous Devotion"

A beast, with heart of darkest night,

Felled villages, with a wicked delight.

No mercy shown, no quarter given,

Until he saw her, and his heart was riven.

She, radiant beauty, with a gentle soul,

Saw past the monster, to a love untold.

He, once untamed, with a killer's stride,

Now knelt before her, with a humble pride.

His eyes, once cold, with a killer's gleam,

Now shone with warmth, in a loving dream.

For her, he'd burn the world to ash,

And shield her from harm, with a monster's clash.

With every breath, he'd protect her might,

And slay the world, to keep her in his sight.

No flame should touch, her porcelain skin,

For her, he'd conquer, and begin.

She stood against, the world's disdain,

And chose the monster, with a loving refrain.

For in his darkness, she saw the light,

A love so fierce, it ignited the night.

The villagers cried, "A beast, a monster!"

But she replied, "My angel, my surrender."

For in his arms, she found her home,

A love that shielded, and made her whole.

His rough hands, now cradled her with care,

And his killer's heart, beat with a love so rare.

He'd slaughter all, who dared to harm,

And die for her, with a monster's alarm.

Yet, before her, he'd kneel and pray,

A monstrous devotion, in a loving way.

For she, his beauty, tamed the beast,

And in her love, his heart found release.