December 2011
332 posts
callmecalliope asked: [Archived Text]: hey shmoogly... i programmed this so that it'd send after the fact.. heh.. i'm sorry for everything. but you'll get over it and have an amazing wonderful life. love you. i'll wait for you in hell, stud. ;)
You take my breath away.: Really? →
little—q:
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little—q:
kurtkurthummel:
You want to complain about how bad your new years eve is going to be? Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you did what you did.
why do you hate me? I’m not the only person who cheats and lies yknow.
Maybe not, but you’re the only one who does it and…
fuck you Kurt, Cals done way worse then me and you guys are best friends. yeah,...
Really?
kurtkurthummel:
You want to complain about how bad your new years eve is going to be? Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you did what you did.
Private: I like you, Hummel.
BIEBSTER.: Sebam! || Saving Calliope Puckerman. or... →
sammyyboyy:
the-seb-smythe:
sammyyboyy:
the-seb-smythe:
sammyyboyy:
Sam quickly got on the net and booked a ticket on the flight that was leaving really soon. It was a good thing that they still had seats left. He quickly printed his ticket out and raced to his truck after sending a quick text over to quinn telling her that he had left. fuck. quinn.. he had told…
Seb couldn’t stop...
BIEBSTER.: Sebam! || Saving Calliope Puckerman. or... →
sammyyboyy:
the-seb-smythe:
sammyyboyy:
Sam quickly got on the net and booked a ticket on the flight that was leaving really soon. It was a good thing that they still had seats left. He quickly printed his ticket out and raced to his truck after sending a quick text over to quinn telling her that he had left. fuck. quinn.. he had told…
Seb couldn’t stop pacing. It was what he did when he...
FUCK.
Puck’s still coming, right? We should probably split up, look for her wherever the fuck. Any ideas as to where she could’ve gone?
BIEBSTER.: Sebam! || Saving Calliope Puckerman. →
sammyyboyy:
Sam quickly got on the net and booked a ticket on the flight that was leaving really soon. It was a good thing that they still had seats left. He quickly printed his ticket out and raced to his truck after sending a quick text over to quinn telling her that he had left. fuck. quinn.. he had told…
Seb couldn’t stop pacing. It was what he did when he was nervous, and...
BIEBSTER.: Texting Seb →
sammyyboyy:
the-seb-smythe:
the-seb-smythe:
sammyyboyy:
the-seb-smythe:
sammyyboyy:
Sam: seb? yeah. is cal with you?
Seb: Fuck, no, I woke up and she wasn’t here, and her fucking hair was all over the bathroom.
Sam: what the living fuck?! you know.. Quinn chopped her hair once.. and she tried…
Seb: Just… goodbye. To everyone. Sorry. She loves them.
Sam: fuck. i’ll be there in...
BIEBSTER.: Texting Seb →
the-seb-smythe:
sammyyboyy:
the-seb-smythe:
sammyyboyy:
Sam: seb? yeah. is cal with you?
Seb: Fuck, no, I woke up and she wasn’t here, and her fucking hair was all over the bathroom.
Sam: what the living fuck?! you know.. Quinn chopped her hair once.. and she tried…
Seb: Just… goodbye. To everyone. Sorry. She loves them.
Texting Seb
sammyyboyy:
the-seb-smythe:
sammyyboyy:
Sam: seb? yeah. is cal with you?
Seb: Fuck, no, I woke up and she wasn’t here, and her fucking hair was all over the bathroom.
Sam: what the living fuck?! you know.. Quinn chopped her hair once.. and she tried committing suicide right after she did it.. shit. did she leave a note..?!
* 5 minutes later * Seb: Holy fucking shit, man. We need to...
Texting Seb
sammyyboyy:
Sam: seb? yeah. is cal with you?
Seb: Fuck, no, I woke up and she wasn’t here, and her fucking hair was all over the bathroom.
Text: To Cal's phone.
Seb: Cal? Where are you? I need you...
[Private] Seb's thoughts:
-wakes up-
Shit. I have to pee.
Must. Get. Up.
Fuck, it’s freezing.
Why is the bathroom so far away?
Is that… hair?
What the fuck did Cal do?
Cal….
Fuck fuck fuck
-runs to her room-
FUCK
Where the fuck is she?
-runs to living room-
Oh shit
Goddamnit, where did she go?
Please, fucking let her be ok
*PICTURE MESSAGE TO CAL*
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
I was kind of thinking of taking a shower…
Are just going to spam me with pictures? I’m not in the mood… this shit on the dash… i just don’t care anymore.
Fine then, I’ll shower alone. Party pooper. -.-
what shit?
I’m sorry. I love you. I just want me time. Kay?
I know, I...
Sebarli || Texts
Seb: Karls? I-I don't know what to do.
Karli: What...huh? Do what?
Seb: With... with Cal. She's still in love with Sam. Everyone knows that. And I can't... it's too much for me. I can't deal with sharing her, anymore. What the fuck am I supposed to do?
Karli: I think if you love her you should just let her go. If you're in-love with her, like, you can't see anyone else in your life as your girl but her...fight for her with every breath you have,
Seb: I... it's the second one, Karls. I just... when I think about my future... it kills me not to see her in it. I can't... I can't lose her.
Karli: Well I don't think I need to say much more Seb, love is love. Fight for her, tell her that there is no one else that you'd rather be alone than without her. Tell the world she's the one for you.
Seb: God, I have told her, so many times. I don't know what she wants, anymore. You're a girl... how would you be... convinced?
*PICTURE MESSAGE TO CAL*
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
I was kind of thinking of taking a shower…
Are just going to spam me with pictures? I’m not in the mood… this shit on the dash… i just don’t care anymore.
Fine then, I’ll shower alone. Party pooper. -.-
what shit?
I’m sorry. I love you. I just want me time. Kay?
I know, I know.
Have fun by yourself.
Sebarli || Texts
Seb: Karls? I-I don't know what to do.
Karli: What...huh? Do what?
Seb: With... with Cal. She's still in love with Sam. Everyone knows that. And I can't... it's too much for me. I can't deal with sharing her, anymore. What the fuck am I supposed to do?
Karli: I think if you love her you should just let her go. If you're in-love with her, like, you can't see anyone else in your life as your girl but her...fight for her with every breath you have,
Seb: I... it's the second one, Karls. I just... when I think about my future... it kills me not to see her in it. I can't... I can't lose her.
Sebarli || Texts
Seb: Karls? I-I don't know what to do.
Karli: What...huh? Do what?
Seb: With... with Cal. She's still in love with Sam. Everyone knows that. And I can't... it's too much for me. I can't deal with sharing her, anymore. What the fuck am I supposed to do?
Sebarli || Texts
Seb: Karls? I-I don't know what to do.
I feel like it’s getting harder and harder to help her. She’s slipping away, and I don’t know what to do.
*PICTURE MESSAGE TO CAL*
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
I was kind of thinking of taking a shower…
Are just going to spam me with pictures? I’m not in the mood… this shit on the dash… i just don’t care anymore.
Fine then, I’ll shower alone. Party pooper. -.-
what shit?
*PICTURE MESSAGE TO CAL*
I was kind of thinking of taking a shower…
dad's taking me out for ice cream. even though i...
callmecalliope:
don’t break anything, seb. bye guys. i may be on and off mobile. we’ll see.
my dad’s really fucking mad right now.
and possibly drunk.
I won’t. Be safe, baby.
The Most Badass of Them All: Sebastian, I'm going... →
originalpuckermanbadass:
the-seb-smythe:
the-seb-smythe:
originalpuckermanbadass:
the-seb-smythe:
originalpuckermanbadass:
Don’t fucking pull that shit with me, kid. Get in the fucking living room. Now.
O-Ok. -walks into the living room-
Would you care to explain these? -holds up bloody towels- Know what….
I- ok. I’m sorry, Dusty. I- I can leave, if you want. Go back to...
The Most Badass of Them All: Sebastian, I'm going... →
the-seb-smythe:
originalpuckermanbadass:
the-seb-smythe:
originalpuckermanbadass:
Don’t fucking pull that shit with me, kid. Get in the fucking living room. Now.
O-Ok. -walks into the living room-
Would you care to explain these? -holds up bloody towels- Know what….
I- ok. I’m sorry, Dusty. I- I can leave, if you want. Go back to Lima.
And I won’t bother...
finding myself again: finding myself again: Sebal... →
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
the-seb-smythe:
finding myself again: Sebal || Better Off De—Alone.
Seb hated himself. He had fucked everything up. Everything. They had been good, great even. He had told her he could give her time, told her everything would be ok. But then he had gone and let his jealousy get the best…
It killed him that she wouldn’t even talk to him, but when she lifted...
Sebastian, I'm going to fucking slap you so hard...
originalpuckermanbadass:
the-seb-smythe:
originalpuckermanbadass:
Don’t fucking pull that shit with me, kid. Get in the fucking living room. Now.
O-Ok. -walks into the living room-
Would you care to explain these? -holds up bloody towels- Know what. Nevermind. I don’t give a shit why. All I know is that you are here. And before you got here, she was bored shitless but fine.
I,...
finding myself again: finding myself again: Sebal... →
the-seb-smythe:
finding myself again: Sebal || Better Off De—Alone.
Seb hated himself. He had fucked everything up. Everything. They had been good, great even. He had told her he could give her time, told her everything would be ok. But then he had gone and let his jealousy get the best…
It killed him that she wouldn’t even talk to him, but when she lifted the sheet, beckoning him...
Sebastian, I'm going to fucking slap you so hard...
originalpuckermanbadass:
the-seb-smythe:
originalpuckermanbadass:
the-seb-smythe:
originalpuckermanbadass:
I’m not fucking around Sebastian. Pack your shit and get out.
Wait, what happened?
Don’t fucking pull that shit with me, kid. Get in the fucking living room. Now.
O-Ok. -walks into the living room-
Sebastian, I'm going to fucking slap you so hard...
originalpuckermanbadass:
the-seb-smythe:
originalpuckermanbadass:
I’m not fucking around Sebastian. Pack your shit and get out.
Wait, what happened?
finding myself again: Sebal || Better Off... →
callmecalliope:
Cal was shrinking back into herself. She didn’t trust. Didn’t want to let anyone in. Every time she let someone in, she fucked it up. She had told Seb she didn’t want to make him the rebound, didn’t want to fuck it up with him. But here she was, two cuts on her wrists away from throwing everything…
Seb hated himself. He had fucked everything up. Everything. They had been...
Sebastian, I'm going to fucking slap you so hard...
originalpuckermanbadass:
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finding myself again: the-seb-smythe:... →
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
the-seb-smythe:
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
callmecalliope:
the-seb-smythe:
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. After all of that? After everything yesterday? And this? Again? FUCK.
w-what!? s-seb are you okay?…
…
And you didn’t do the same? Then yell at me for wanting to hang out with Quinn? Whom I’m...