Being alone
Being alone
beautiful
beautiful
clock
clock
Countdown
Countdown
Crying
Crying
Dad
Dad
FAIL
FAIL
family
family
Fucking
Fucking
Future
Future
God
God
Life
Life
lol
lol
Love
Love
Money
Money
oh my god
oh my god
period
period
pizza
pizza
pop
pop
Pressure
Pressure
Run
Run
tumblr
tumblr
weird
weird
yeah
yeah
Zero
Zero
Work
Work
Beach
Beach
Blog
Blog
Blue
Blue
Book
Book
Dress
Dress
Forever
Forever
Girl
Girl
Heart
Heart
Help
Help
Http
Http
Jokes
Jokes
Justified
Justified
Mean
Mean
Quite
Quite
Search
Search
Smile
Smile
Sunset
Sunset
Time
Time
Today
Today
Watch
Watch
Wild
Wild
Glorious
Glorious
Old
Old
Chair
Chair
Change
Change
Fate
Fate
Fear
Fear
Hope
Hope
Luck
Luck
Never
Never
Smiles
Smiles
Waiting...
Waiting...
Running
Running
Mom
Mom
Nice
Nice
Asks
Asks
Back
Back
Been
Been
boy
boy
arms
arms
art
art
her
her
dark
dark
yes
yes
jeans
jeans
working
working
box
box
looking
looking
com
com
deep
deep
step
step
foot
foot
cow
cow
boss
boss
arm
arm
class
class
the box
the box
who
who
gone
gone
dream
dream
big
big
soul
soul
him
him
can
can
one
one
closer
closer
friend
friend
one day
one day
green
green
down
down
driver
driver
tempo
tempo
bus
bus
man
man
open
open
rope
rope
imagine
imagine
don
don
day
day
believe
believe
stomach
stomach
rings
rings
she
she
window
window
think
think
own
own
hot
hot
them
them
all
all
first
first
face
face
dream girl
dream girl
faster
faster
remember
remember
they
they
seat
seat
thing
thing
park
park
moment
moment
words
words
you
you
door
door
now
now
soulmate
soulmate
stay
stay
glad
glad
post
post
ran
ran
miss
miss
what
what
store
store
the corner
the corner
thumbs up
thumbs up
cash register
cash register
still
still
for
for
racing
racing
firm
firm
div
div
span
span
grimace
grimace
romantic
romantic
stand up
stand up
breaking
breaking
moody
moody
hug
hug
tears
tears
bus stop
bus stop
this is it
this is it
shape
shape
gross
gross
handsome
handsome
stand
stand
turn around
turn around
somewhere
somewhere
frantic
frantic
plain
plain
href
href
pop up
pop up
heading
heading
look
look
read
read
more
more
feels
feels
this
this
the room
the room
get
get
of course
of course
excited
excited
please
please
i hate you
i hate you
stop
stop
couple
couple
oh no
oh no
eyebrows
eyebrows
hate
hate
like
like
right
right
when you
when you
my god
my god
selfish
selfish
this is
this is
the feels
the feels
guy
guy
always
always
calm
calm
quick
quick
full
full
find
find
me you
me you
suddenly
suddenly
walking
walking
room
room
drawing
drawing
different
different
eyes
eyes
turn
turn
continue
continue
breath
breath
probably
probably
morning
morning
hand
hand
just
just
closet
closet
everything
everything
though
though
cash
cash
then
then
finally
finally
hit
hit
blah
blah
error
error
end
end
outside
outside
together
together
nervous
nervous
exactly
exactly
everyone
everyone
curls
curls
nerves
nerves
feeling
feeling
overall
overall
wait
wait
someone
someone
excitement
excitement
interrupt
interrupt
oh my
oh my
grin
grin
worry
worry
coming
coming
faint
faint
in my life
in my life
tapping
tapping
tumblr fucking
tumblr fucking
like me
like me
sweaty
sweaty
i want to
i want to
each other
each other
away
away
breathing
breathing
gray eyes
gray eyes
seen
seen
panicked
panicked
myself
myself
i do
i do
expected
expected
stay calm
stay calm
no way
no way
anyone
anyone
worried
worried
i think
i think
shave
shave
get out
get out
shaking
shaking
i can
i can
my eyes
my eyes
my friend
my friend
my heart
my heart
i hate
i hate
goddamn
goddamn
carefully
carefully
agh
agh
requested
requested
twirl
twirl
flushed
flushed
thumbs
thumbs
wiping
wiping
as if
as if
love it
love it
i just
i just
scratching
scratching
sweaty palms
sweaty palms
glowing
glowing
pretty
pretty
mark
mark
attention
attention
same
same
maybe
maybe
talking
talking
cafeteria
cafeteria
mate
mate
accomodate
accomodate
their
their
ever
ever
cheeks
cheeks
wrist
wrist
the man
the man
perhaps
perhaps
there
there
determined
determined
too
too
soul mates
soul mates
worrisome
worrisome
minute
minute
through
through
relief
relief
brown
 brown
eh
 eh
meeting
 meeting
handshake
 handshake
nice to meet you
 nice to meet you
no
 no
sit down
 sit down
dinner
 dinner
something
 something
see
 see
things
 things
my life
 my life
hard
 hard
way
 way
minutes
 minutes
need
 need
know
 know
left
 left
want
 want
place
 place
yet
 yet
say
 say
said
 said
year
 year
around
 around
else
 else
seconds
 seconds
for the first time
 for the first time
two
 two
lip
 lip
ear
 ear
hear
 hear
none
 none
late
 late
legs
 legs
tall
 tall
climb
 climb
walls
 walls
hates
 hates
throw
 throw
timer
 timer
faces
 faces
beating
 beating
i smile
 i smile
numbers
 numbers
changes
 changes
quicker
 quicker
there is
 there is
give her
 give her
last one
 last one
your soul
 your soul
the clock
 the clock
soul mate
 soul mate
awkwardly
 awkwardly
but still
 but still
2 seconds
 2 seconds
eyes widen
 eyes widen
30 seconds
 30 seconds
let it out
 let it out
the family
 the family
tumblr blog
 tumblr blog
walking out
 walking out
out of time
 out of time
this morning
 this morning
i can do this
 i can do this
the first time
 the first time
the-only-thing
the-only-thing
to-the-left
to-the-left
out
out
over
over
at-work
at-work
no-sense
no-sense
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
None
And
And
Squeezing
Squeezing
The Moment
The Moment
Other
Other
You Know
You Know
Here
Here
Searching
Searching
Response
Response
Matt
Matt
Take A Deep Breath
Take A Deep Breath
Steven
Steven
My Legs
My Legs
Deep Breath
Deep Breath
Both
Both
When
When
Breathe
Breathe
For Her
For Her
This Post
This Post
This Is Beautiful
This Is Beautiful
My Money
My Money
Yes I Do
Yes I Do
Holy
Holy
Yeah But
Yeah But
That
That
Shoulder
Shoulder
I Want
I Want
The Boss
The Boss
Hate You
Hate You
Just Waiting
Just Waiting
Is Coming
Is Coming
My Soulmate
My Soulmate
Try
Try
I Had To
I Had To
But
But
Not
Not
Plan
Plan
Last
Last
I Say
I Say
Count
Count
Where
Where
Ticket
Ticket
When He
When He
Holy Cow
Holy Cow
Like You
Like You
Be There
Be There
Know You
Know You
Invisible
Invisible
Bus Driver
Bus Driver
No Response
No Response
Running Late
Running Late
Take A Seat
Take A Seat
For Me
For Me
Give
Give
The
The
The First
The First
Long
Long
Reaching
Reaching
From
From
Right Here
Right Here
Counter
Counter
Back Door
Back Door
Pretty Face
Pretty Face
Precisely
Precisely
Past
Past
Your
Your
Corner
Corner
All Of Them
All Of Them
Trying
Trying
I Have
I Have
Instant
Instant
Would You
Would You
First Time
First Time
Take
Take
Starts
Starts
Sits
Sits
Needs
Needs
Can Do
Can Do
Must Not
Must Not
Write
Write
Coming In
Coming In
Stepping
Stepping
Few
Few
Ding
Ding
A Little
A Little
Pulled
Pulled
Holding
Holding
Very
Very
I Had
I Had
Sit
Sit
I Always Have
I Always Have
These
These
While
While
Checking
Checking
Looks
Looks
Checked
Checked
About To
About To
Felt
Felt
OK
OK
Pulls
Pulls
I Hope
I Hope
Met
Met
Turned
Turned
Sincere
Sincere
Had To
Had To
1 Second
1 Second
One Minute
One Minute
Dropping Down
Dropping Down
In My
In My
Glance
Glance
Drops
Drops
Breaks
Breaks
Was
Was
With
With
Let
Let
Mum
Mum
Comes
Comes
Should
Should
Are
Are
Have
Have
Stories
Stories
Four
Four
Appears
Appears
Going
Going
Form
Form
If You
If You
Taking
Taking
Sense
Sense
The Boy
The Boy
On The Shelf
On The Shelf
Was Here
Was Here
Had
Had
And That
And That
Of My
Of My
I Mean
I Mean
I Was
I Was
Shelf
Shelf
Gave
Gave
Is It
Is It
A Href
A Href
Gray
Gray
Storage
Storage
Meet Me
Meet Me
Shirts
Shirts
Only
Only
About
About
Setting
Setting
Tumblr Com
Tumblr Com
Restless
Restless
Center
Center
Has
Has
The Counter
The Counter
Being
Being
Most
Most
5 Seconds
5 Seconds
A Boy
A Boy
Begin
Begin
Bumps
Bumps
Must
Must
Is Beautiful
Is Beautiful
Life Changes
Life Changes
Meet
Meet
Within
Within
Direction
Direction
My Soul
My Soul
My Own
My Own
Hopes
Hopes
Changed
Changed
Second
Second
No One
No One
Says
Says
Given
Given
Runs
Runs
Dropping
Dropping
Wide
Wide
Known
Known
His
His
Rid
Rid
Course
Course
Could
Could
A Smile
A Smile
It Was
It Was
She Smiles
She Smiles
Slightly
Slightly
Having
Having
A Few
A Few
Get On
Get On
Reblog
Reblog
Spoke
Spoke
Supposed To
Supposed To
The Feeling
The Feeling
If She
If She
1 Deep
1 Deep
A Box
A Box
A Friend
A Friend
A Thumbs Up
A Thumbs Up
Always Be
Always Be
And There
And There
And You
And You
Anyone Else
Anyone Else
Around The Corner
Around The Corner
At Me
At Me
Be Excited
Be Excited
Be Ok
Be Ok
Be Romantic
Be Romantic
Big Day
Big Day
Book Store
Book Store
Breathing Hard
Breathing Hard
But I
But I
But It
But It
Can I Have
Can I Have
Can I
Can I
Doorbell Rings
Doorbell Rings
Doorbell
Doorbell
Entirely
Entirely
Explaining
Explaining
Find My
Find My
Find Myself
Find Myself
For The
For The
Given Up
Given Up
Have A
Have A
He Has
He Has
Him Her
Him Her
His Eyes
His Eyes
Hit The
Hit The
I Breathe
I Breathe
I Miss
I Miss
I Panicked
I Panicked
I Should Be
I Should Be
I Should
I Should
I Was A
I Was A
If I
If I
If You Need Me
If You Need Me
If You Need
If You Need
In The
In The
Into
Into
It Is
It Is
It Out
It Out
Just A
Just A
Leave You Alone
Leave You Alone
Let It
Let It
Little Green
Little Green
Look At Her
Look At Her
Look At My Watch
Look At My Watch
Look In
Look In
Looking At
Looking At
Looks Around
Looks Around
Mates
Mates
Me As
Me As
Me To Be
Me To Be
Me To
Me To
Mom Said
Mom Said
My Chair
My Chair
My Dream Girl
My Dream Girl
My Hand
My Hand
My Period
My Period
My Sweaty
My Sweaty
No Sense Of Direction
No Sense Of Direction
Not That
Not That
Of Me
Of Me
Oh Oh No
Oh Oh No
Oh Oh
Oh Oh
Ok The
Ok The
Through The Back Door
Through The Back Door
Being Alone, Beautiful, and Clock: 0003 d 0Gh 48m 24s
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vonmunsterr.tumblr.com/post/85388049237">vonmunsterr</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ghostsneverleave.tumblr.com/post/85243110194">ghostsneverleave</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://insanihty.tumblr.com/post/85144886702">insanihty</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://xxarcane.tumblr.com/post/84873852950">xxarcane</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://youremybrandnewday.tumblr.com/post/84793166680">youremybrandnewday</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sp0tlessmiind.tumblr.com/post/80710248945">sp0tlessmiind</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://tiptreecrossing.tumblr.com/post/68707337582">tiptreecrossing</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://livingmywayeveryday.tumblr.com/post/39004186570">livingmywayeveryday</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://vickified.tumblr.com/post/32749023299">vickified</a>:</p>
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<p><em>“<span>If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?</span>”</em></p>
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<p>lol yes, so then i can shave.</p>
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<p>     One minute, 37 seconds.<br/>     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.<br/>     One minute, 29 secods.<br/>     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.<br/>     One minute, six seconds.<br/>     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.<br/>      54 seconds.<br/>     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?<br/>     30 seconds.<br/>     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.<br/>     25 seconds.<br/>     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.<br/>     20 seconds.<br/>     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.<br/>     19. Faster.<br/>     18. Quicker.<br/>     17. More rapid.<br/>     16.  It’s racing.<br/>     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.<br/>     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.<br/>     10 seconds.<br/>     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.<br/>     5. My heart has given up entirely.<br/>     4. I stop walking.<br/>     3. Just waiting left.<br/>     2. Everything is about to change.<br/>     1. Deep breath.</p>
<p>     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s</p>
<p>     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.<br/>     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”<br/>     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”</p>
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<p>“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. </p>
<p>Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark</p>
<p>19 seconds</p>
<p>18 seconds</p>
<p>Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. </p>
<p>10 seconds</p>
<p>9 seconds</p>
<p>A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”</p>
<p>I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. </p>
<p>“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” </p>
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<p> I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something.<br/> ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her.<br/> ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds.<br/> She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds.<br/> ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere.<br/><br/> The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old. <br/> I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace.<br/><br/> I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.</p>
<p> Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief.<br/> ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art.<br/> 4 seconds<br/> He spots her.<br/> 3 seconds<br/> His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope.<br/> 2 seconds<br/> My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him.<br/> 1 second -<br/> ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.</p>
<p> I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.</p>
<p> I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. </p>
<p> The numbers have never changed.</p>
<p> They’ve always been at 0.</p>
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<div>Oh my god that last one…. My heart… The feels….</div>
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<p>AGH ALL OF YOU WRITE A BOOK THIS VERY INSTANT. PLEASE.</p>
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<p>this is beautiful and everyone needs to read it</p>
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<p>i hate you tumblr, fucking breaking my goddamn heart</p>
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<p>Then, one day, you’re having dinner with a friend you’ve known for as long as you can remember (or perhaps a friend of the family), and you finally talk to them about your counter. You’re crying, explaining that it’s always been at 0, and so you must not have a soul-mate.</p>
<p>Their eyes widen. Tears begin to form, and they throw their arms around you.</p>
<p>“Mine has always been at 0 too.”</p>
<p>And that’s when you know…</p>
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<p>10 seconds: the doorbell rings, i get out of my chair<br/><br/>5 seconds: i give the man my money<br/><br/>0 seconds: i open the box. it is the most glorious pizza i have ever seen in my life.</p>
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<p>This post always has different stories on it and I always have to read it and reblog it</p>
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<p><a href="http://trustedwings.tumblr.com/post/131518606137/ishkaqwiaidurugnul-vonmunsterr">trustedwings</a>:</p>

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<p>Yeah but can I have that countdown for my period?</p></blockquote>

ishkaqwiaidurugnul:

vonmunsterr:

ghostsneverleave:

insanihty:

xxarcane:

youremybrandnewday:

sp0tlessmiind:

tiptreecrossing:

livingmywayeveryday:

vickified:

If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?

lol yes, so then i can shave.

     One minute, 37 seconds.
     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
     One minute, 29 secods.
     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
     One minute, six seconds.
     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
      54 seconds.
     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
     30 seconds.
     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
     25 seconds.
     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
     20 seconds.
     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
     19. Faster.
     18. Quicker.
     17. More rapid.
     16.  It’s racing.
     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
     10 seconds.
     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
     5. My heart has given up entirely.
     4. I stop walking.
     3. Just waiting left.
     2. Everything is about to change.
     1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. 

Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark

19 seconds

18 seconds

Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. 

10 seconds

9 seconds

A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”

I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. 

“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” 

 I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something.
 ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her.
 ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds.
 She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds.
 ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere.

 The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old. 
 I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace.

 I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.

 Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief.
 ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art.
 4 seconds
 He spots her.
 3 seconds
 His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope.
 2 seconds
 My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him.
 1 second -
 ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.

 I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.

 I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. 

 The numbers have never changed.

 They’ve always been at 0.

Oh my god that last one…. My heart… The feels….

AGH ALL OF YOU WRITE A BOOK THIS VERY INSTANT. PLEASE.

this is beautiful and everyone needs to read it

i hate you tumblr, fucking breaking my goddamn heart

Then, one day, you’re having dinner with a friend you’ve known for as long as you can remember (or perhaps a friend of the family), and you finally talk to them about your counter. You’re crying, explaining that it’s always been at 0, and so you must not have a soul-mate.

Their eyes widen. Tears begin to form, and they throw their arms around you.

“Mine has always been at 0 too.”

And that’s when you know…

10 seconds: the doorbell rings, i get out of my chair

5 seconds: i give the man my money

0 seconds: i open the box. it is the most glorious pizza i have ever seen in my life.

This post always has different stories on it and I always have to read it and reblog it

trustedwings:

Yeah but can I have that countdown for my period?

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All plain jeans blah shirts and wild brown curls?<br> 30 seconds<br> Something deep within me tells me to stand up I do drawing the attention of my tablemates They all know too They smile encouragingly up at me I chew my lip nervously<br> 25 seconds<br> That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction<br> 20 seconds<br> I continue in that direction With each step the tempo of my heart picks up<br> 19 Faster<br> 18 Quicker<br> 17 More rapid<br> 16 It’s racing<br> Oh my god this is it The moment my life changes forever<br> My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria searching for someone who looks as nervous as me For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me<br> 10 seconds<br> The feeling directs me slightly to the left I turn to accomodate<br> 5 My heart has given up entirely<br> 4 I stop walking<br> 3 Just waiting left<br> 2 Everything is about to change<br> 1 Deep breath<p> <p> 0000 d 00 h 00 m 00 s<p> <p> Someone bumps my shoulder I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue blue ones<br> “Hello there love It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then eh?”<br> As my words fail me the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning”<p> <blockquote> <blockquote> <p>“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous <p> <p>Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf My wrist hit the 20 second mark<p> <p>19 seconds<p> <p>18 seconds<p> <p>Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response I panicked I’d change my own fate if I had to Running out of time I hurried through the back door There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate <p> <p>10 seconds<p> <p>9 seconds<p> <p>A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”<p> <p>I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke <p> <p>“I’m Steven” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you” <p> <blockquote> <p> I watch my friend carefully Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face Exactly 2 minutes left she tells me We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something<br> ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off looking at me awkwardly “Sorry It’s just a big day for me you know” Yes I do know You’ve been going on about it for the past year I smile at her<br> ”Don’t worry You nervous? You’ll be ok you always are” I grin determined not to ruin this for her It’s selfish of me to be moody This is her future being determined Right here In now precisely 1 minute 30 seconds<br> She smiles at me but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot Her eyes are wide with fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine She keeps checking her wrist So do I The bus comes around the corner 1 minute 10 seconds<br> ”Hey I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here I’ll sit a couple of seats away and be there if you need me” I say squeezing her arm reassuringly “Good luck” I hope it sounded sincere<br><br> The bus pulls up and I climb on first taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket She’s shaking and looks a little green I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners My heart starts beating frantically What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop But she’s only 18 she can’t end up with a 80 year old <br> I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed Oh Oh no Stay calm Someone is probably late I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly I think it’s more of a grimace<br><br> I take a seat near the back Look at my watch 25 seconds She sits down a few seats away<p> <p> Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus He has that same frantic look in his eyes I breathe out with relief<br> ”Yeah get on we’re running late” the driver says taking his ticket The boy looks around carefully stepping towards the seats He’s tall and handsome holding a sketchbook I smile slightly my friend hates art<br> 4 seconds<br> He spots her<br> 3 seconds<br> His eyes widen as he walks closer as if being pulled by an invisible rope<br> 2 seconds<br> My friend stands up too that same rope tying her to him<br> 1 second -<br> ”I was worried the bus would leave No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes though he looks just as nervous as she They smile at each other as they both sit down together I can’t hear what they’re talking about<p> <p> I take a deep breath and let it out slowly Suddenly I’m crying Hot tears dropping down my cheeks<p> <p> I look at my wrist scratching at it Trying to get rid of it <p> <p> The numbers have never changed<p> <p> They’ve always been at 0<p> <blockquote> <div>Oh my god that last one… My heart… The feels…<div> <blockquote> <p>AGH ALL OF YOU WRITE A BOOK THIS VERY INSTANT PLEASE<p> <blockquote> <p>this is beautiful and everyone needs to read it<p> <blockquote> <p>i hate you tumblr fucking breaking my goddamn heart<p> <blockquote> <p>Then one day you’re having dinner with a friend you’ve known for as long as you can remember or perhaps a friend of the family and you finally talk to them about your counter You’re crying explaining that it’s always been at 0 and so you must not have a soul-mate<p> <p>Their eyes widen Tears begin to form and they throw their arms around you<p> <p>“Mine has always been at 0 too”<p> <p>And that’s when you know…<p> <blockquote> <p>10 seconds the doorbell rings i get out of my chair<br><br>5 seconds i give the man my money<br><br>0 seconds i open the box it is the most glorious pizza i have ever seen in my life<p> <blockquote> <p>This post always has different stories on it and I always have to read it and reblog it<p> <blockquote> <p><a href=httptrustedwingstumblrcompost131518606137ishkaqwiaidurugnul-vonmunsterr>trustedwings<a><p> <blockquote> <p>Yeah but can I have that countdown for my period?<p><blockquote> Meme

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