Hey Dude. Obv U Don’t Have To Respond To This But On Ur Old Acc I Saw U Reposting Some Ed And Pro Ana

TW// graphic? SH and su1cide </3

OKAY SO BASICALLY 💔 (the fucking FlipaClip watermark is sending me)

I FEEL SO CREATIVE FOR THIS BUT IK SOME BITS OOOK CLEAN AND THEN OTHER MESSSY BUT THE MESSY LINES R SUPPOSED TO REPRESENT THE INCONSISTENCY AND UNSTABILITY OF NICOLE AND JECKA’S FRIENDSHIIP & JECKA’S LIFE 😓

And I was gonna colour it and make Nicole turn more grey towards the end (representing DEPRESSION) but I was lwk too lazy to do that <3

Anyway also the end bit is making me laugh cus it’s all shaky and then it just stops shaking when it’s showing the song and that 😭😭

@spaceboyden @scenescarz @silverwasafukintrainwreck @rookienoobyk @kwamiwayzz @st4rlight-kayz @polomarco2 @honeynutkorios :3

okay guys time to take your pills

This is how it feels reading Inscriptions by Kayleen

Now what if I just died

Girl's talk girl's talk

Finally lesbians on the same picture

Jecka had been at Nicole’s house all day, not that she was complaining it wasn’t like she had a better way to spend her Saturday. Besides she felt better about being there now that Nicole’s brother was in jail. They hadn’t really done anything, stayed sober unfortunately, laid around, minimal talking even. Even as she left to go home she could feel Nicole’s eyes on her, she had been staring at her a lot lately hadn’t she? Whatever don’t read into it, she was probably plotting something. She cleared her throat, “See you tomorrow probably.” She called as she turned her head, Nicole was still slumped against her headboard, tapping at her laptop as she lazily raised her head to acknowledge she heard her.

“Bye.”

Dry, not that Jecka hadn’t expected that, truly it was the only real way Nicole spoke. And out she went, checking her phone was in her pocket as she went down the stairs. She waved to Nicole’s Mom on the couch and made her way out to her car, she started it up and began pulling out when her phone buzzed. She put it in park and dug in her shallow pocket, she flipped her phone open to see a text from Nicole,

‘miss u’

‘i havent even left your fucking driveway yet’

‘so come back’

‘my mom will be pissed if i dont come home nicole’

‘you hate your mom anyway come back’

Jecka leaned her head back against her headrest, despite her demeanor with everyone else, and well even with her in public, this truly wasn’t out of character for Nicole when they were alone recently. She’d gotten all clingy, Jecka suspected whatever thing she had going on with Ari last month actually awoke something in her. Whatever not her business, she pulled back up and shut her car off, casually walking back inside despite the disappointed look it earned her from Nicole’s Mom.

When she got back to Nicole’s room she saw Nicole had barely moved beyond sliding down to stare at the ceiling and tossing her laptop on the ground. “Hey.” Jecka greeted, unsure if Nicole even knew she was there, Nicole scooted over, obviously inviting her to lay down. Jecka breathed a half sigh half laugh through her nose, why did Nicole know how to speak to her silently so well? She laid down beside her, joining her vain attempt at staring a hole through the popcorn ceiling. “This is really fucking boring Nicole, it’s like you want me to go home.” She teased, knowing that’s all it would take, just as expected Nicole rolled onto her side and hurriedly wrapped her arm around Jecka, keeping her where she lay. God, new gay ass Nicole was so easy. Jecka giggled to herself.

“Are you going to stay?” Nicole asked in a small voice, okay that, that was new. Jecka wasn’t sure if she liked that, it barely even sounded like Nicole, “Sure why not,” she answered, “Gotta go get something to sleep in though.” She finished as she tried to sit up, Nicole kept her down, “I’ll lend you something. Just, stay.” Okay maybe the voice is growing on her a little, fuck. “Fuck me for being sappy but, are you okay?” Jecka asked, Nicole didn’t answer for a while, just breathing into Jecka’s shoulder. “When am I?” She finally answered, her voice back to its normal monotone. “No.” Jecka sat up, forcefully enough this time to escape Nicole’s grasp, god she was strong for such a scrawny bitch. “You’re acting fucking weird. Is there something I need to know?” She asked, Nicole held onto her arm, clearly thinking, “No, I just don’t want you to leave.” There was that small voice again, Jecka exhaled hard before she laid back down to continue being Nicole’s personal stuffed animal. “Fine.”

It wasn’t so bad anyway.

Jecka's mom WIP. This is how I imagine her mom would look like.

jeckole headcanon that nicole likes REALLY dark and bitter chocolate (like 80% or smth) and jecka exclusively only eats either white chocolate or the ones that have way too much milk (but she’ll be dead before anyone except nicole catches her eating those)

ITS SO PRETTYYYYY

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