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#your eyes are a beautiful shade of blue

drdarioortega:

Wow. That was.. wow. You must love words a lot to have all of that memorized. But then again, if it is your job it makes a lot of sense. 

Thank you. Oh no, I’m sure I can find my own way around. How new are you? I’m I psychologist. I have my regular clients but I also lead a group dance therapy session a few times a week. 

It’s almost as if… as if it were a puzzle and I just remember where the pieces fit in, like chess, you know the moves and positions, the more you play, the more rhythmic your movements.

I’ve been here a couple of months but to be honest with you I haven’t really made a whole lot of friends, a love of books can be off putting to some Los Angeleans I think. Ah, psychology, an old long avoided friend of mine. I admire you for your ability to listen and to care like that, I know how… how cathartic it was to have a safe space, I can only imagine the pressure on you to hold all of that personal release. Do you love it?

July 2014
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#your eyes are a beautiful shade of blue

drdarioortega:

Oh for sure. Poetry doesn’t have to be words, after all. Greek? I didn’t know that. My mom would have a heart attack if she knew that. Dario, in my home country, means Rich. I joined today, so yes, pretty new. 

Yes, Dario is the latin variation on the Greek Darius. The word ‘Rich’ is derived from the word “Rex’ which is Germanic, the female version is Regina, which is why you see ‘E.R.’ when the British Queen signs her name, Elizabeth Regina, royal, king. I have a mild obsession with words but luckily it is also my job - I’m sorry to bore you with it! 

Welcome! I’m rather new myself or otherwise I would suggest taking you under my wing but alas I’m still stumbling around! What do you do here in LA?

July 2014
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#your eyes are a beautiful shade of blue

drdarioortega:

That’s very poetic. And probably true. My eyes seem to change colors too. I used to not like them, but I think I have gotten used to them.

Dario. Nice to meet you Rosie. 

All things of beauty have poetry woven into them, to some degree, do you not think? All eyes are beautiful in their own way, it helps when they’re paired with a laugh though. Dario… a good strong Greek name in origin! A name of kings, I believe ‘to possess good'… you must be new to the network?

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#your eyes are a beautiful shade of blue

Someone once told me they changed depending on my mood, they’re bright when I’m happy and stormy seas when I’m angry, I have always loved them. Thank you though, it’s nice to hear others do as well!

I’m Rosie, I don’t think we’ve met before?

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#tbt   #picture   
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#words   
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It just plays over and over in my head.

mikkel-sorensen:

Fun night?

At the time, yes, now… it’s more painful. Things can change so quickly…

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I can’t thank you enough for the anatomy books you brought me…

I can’t thank you enough for the anatomy books you brought me…

July 2014
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Under The Cover Of Darkness | Tiffany & Rosie

littlemiss-spencer:

Tiffany choked back a quiet sob at Rosie’s plea, not sure whether or not she should actually stay. She knew it wasn’t entirely Rosie’s fault and she found that as hard as she tried, she couldn’t be angry with her. Axel was the one who chose to act on his desires despite the promises he’d made to her. Part of Tiffany thought she should give the woman a chance to speak, while the other part screamed at her to run and never look back. The constant beeping of machines in the background seemed to be in tune with her own heartbeat and it was all she could focus on. Rosie’s voice brought her back to reality and Tiffany found herself staring into the face of someone as desperate for comfort as she was herself. A small, unexpected laugh escaped her lips as Rosie voiced her assumption. She was grateful to the woman for attempting to comfort her, but she knew it wasn’t true. Axel would want her nowhere near him, not after she’d completely cut ties with him. 

Tiffany shook her head, suddenly furious that the woman in front of her seemed to be taking blame for everything that had transpired between the three of them. “Stop,” her voice was quiet, but firm. Tiffany knew she may have been crossing boundaries at this point, but what did she have to lose anymore? She closed the distance between the two and gently placed her hand on the brunette’s arm, “You did the right thing. Who wouldn’t want honesty? I invested a lot of both myself and my family’s well being in him and he knew that. If you hadn’t pushed him to tell me, I doubt he ever would have and things could have been worse off.” Tiffany dropped her hand and folded her arms across her chest as if she were trying to protect herself from the man laying unresponsive in front of them. “I’m hurt, yes, but I would have rather found out sooner than later.” She couldn’t help but to feel her heart clenching as Rosie spoke her last thought. “I don’t think you realize how much you mean to him. He chose you.”

'He didn't choose me at all Tiffany.' Rosie's features stiffened a little as she looked at her, a little taken back by her words, shaking her head. 'Don't be a fool. Axel was honest with you, honest about his fears about hurting Sarah in the long run, but I know he never said you were exclusive, it is unfair to lay that blame at his door.' Straightening up a little, for the first time in days her mind cleared a little, making way for the need to protect to come through. 'He didn't want to loose you, you made that choice, you spoke those words and I can see now that it was you who lied about how you felt. Even words spoken in anger are lies. You throw him from your life because he was honest and open and yet here you are, quite clearly still in love with him and lying because you don’t want to face it. You forced him into a corner without being honest with him yourself, you hurt yourself, Tiffany.’ 

Stepping away from the brunettes arm, she continued on. ‘Maybe now you can manage to see past that, to a genuine man who is human like everyone else, quick to anger but kind to a fault and you might think twice about blaming him for the way things ended. Axel didn’t chose me, you forced him to, you threw down the gauntlet and were hurt when he didn’t run after you. I don’t know a lot of things but I do know you don’t give ultimatums in a relationship and you sure as hell don’t give them to Axel Mathis.’ breathing out, shaky, Rosie closed her eyes and put her hand to her head trying to soothe it’s pounding. ‘He needs stability, he needs loved ones and caring people. He needs consistency and generosity, he needs you so stop holding onto the hurt and be there for him.’

#tiffany1   
July 2014
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I think the waitresses at the diner think I have moved in…

I think the waitresses at the diner think I have moved in…