a million voices

I'm Amber LeMonte and you probably should take a moment to get to know me. Punk rock princess and vintage lover; find me at the local thrift shops or tearing up the streets.

[itsmandyyybitch]

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[amberlemonte]

Your Body  |  Christina Aguilera

[djnightryda-blog]

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[amberlemonte]

Earthquake (Benny Benassi Remix)  |  Labrinth feat. Tinie Tempah

[blackandryan]

I'm so torn about Starbucks.

[blackandryan]

Sure, but I’m not one of those freakin’ Starbucks hipsters.

[amberlemonte]

You okay, bro? There's a difference between enjoying a drink from Starbucks and being one of those people that lives at the place. Chill.

[blackandryan]

I'm so torn about Starbucks.

I mean, I don’t wanna be like Cole one of those white girls who has an Instagram, but… some of just tastes really fucking good?

[amberlemonte]

There's nothing wrong with a good mocha every now and again.

[amberlemonte]

text | shannon & amber

Shannon: i'll bring the booze !

Shannon: happen a lot t ya then, gettin someone hooked?

Amber: Sounds perfect. :)

Amber: Every now and again. Don't always keep the people I hook. Got to weed out the bad from the good.

[amberlemonte]

text | shannon & amber

Shannon: celebratory party y/n? haha

Shannon: now usually that'd scare me but i'm intrigued

Amber: A thank fucking hell for genetics party? Definitely.

Amber: Good. I like when I've got someone interested.

[amberlemonte]

text | shannon & amber

Shannon: definitely is :D and so is your hair.. and dat ass haha for real

Shannon: feel free to surprise me as much as you like

Amber: Thank the fucking heavens for my genetics then. x

Amber: I might have to start doing that. Keep you on your toes.

[amberlemonte]

text | shannon & amber

Shannon: thank your pretty smile for drawing me in x

Shannon: lil punk princess like you knows how to behave? i'm impressed

Amber: Always been told it's my best feature. :D

Shannon: You'd be surprised by what I know how to do.

[amberlemonte]

text | shannon & amber

Shannon: good cause i'm not always this nice !

Shannon: ooo no, never. i sure picked a good one huh :)

Amber: I must've just gotten on your good side.

Amber: Oh I do hope so. I'm on my best behaviour for you.

[amberlemonte]

text | shannon & amber

Shannon: only for you aha

Shannon: good. if i fall, you'll catch me yeah? x

Amber: Consider me absolutely flattered. :)

Amber: Absolutely! Wouldn't dare let you get hurt. That'd just be irresponsible of me and we can't have that.

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[amberlemonte]

text | shannon & amber

Shannon: well hellooo. i'm never too busy for you, gorgeous

Shannon: challenge accepted ;)

Amber: Now that's the kind of attitude I love. :D

Amber: Promise I'll make sure you don't fall too much. xx

[amberlemonte]

text | shannon & amber

Amber: Hey pretty girl are you busy tomorrow?

Amber: Was thinking I could show you how to board.

[annmarie-bates-blog]

Fast Times at Waxler High ۵ Annmarie and Amber

Annmarie sat on the street corner, her stature slouched as she pulled her cigarette away from her lips. She watched as the cherry ate away at the paper and tobacco, burning the fag down to the filter. Ash fell from the end as she brought it back for another long drag and slowly let the smoke fall from her mouth. It billowed momentarily in the air, making her vision hazy before disappearing with the wind.

With a soft sigh, the blonde lay back against the cracked concrete, cigarette held between her teeth. A dog barked in the distance, fucking with her thoughts as she tried think of something to do for the night. She was already drunk, having consumed multiple alcoholic beverages before signing in online. Now, as a result, there was a girl coming over to chill for a few hours. 

A song she had been listening to early played through her thoughts as she lay there, the back of her head aching from the hard ground. “I want you in the most unromantic way,” she sung into the air, vision focusing in and out on the night sky. It had been a clear day and there still wasn’t a cloud to be seen. The blonde smiled crookedly to herself as she named constellations under her breath and traced the outlines with her eyes. She thought momentarily about how silly she looked, laying there in the middle of the sidewalk, just outside of her home. With a slight groan, Annmarie sat up, straightening herself out. She most certainly could not look like a mess her first time meeting this girl. What even was her name again? Annmarie laughed lightly and ran a hand through her blonde mane. How could she have forgotten this girl’s name already?

It had been a long day thus far. Every moment since she had woken up that morning seemed to drag on. She was lonely and near friendless. Forced to mope around the confines of her home, and growing slightly more depressed as each minute ticked by. Video games had been her only source of escape. Well, she had been hooked on video games. But then the idea of getting drunk seemed better. After that, it had only been thirty minutes before she was sitting at her dining room table, a brown bag clutched in her small hands. A few beers and four shots of vodka later and she was feeling completely fine with her life.

“You’re not an alcoholic, babe,” she murmured to nobody and brought the cigarette up to rest against her lips. 

[amberlemonte]

The idea of getting into trouble with someone was something that Amber was looking forward to, and despite not knowing this girl in the slightest, she was pretty sure that she'd have no problems with spending time with her. She grabbed one of the snapbacks that she stole from Matty a few weeks back and tucked it on top of her head before she slipped her phone into her pocket and grabbed her board, knowing that it'd be the quickest way for her to get to the girl's house short of stealing the car keys to one of the cars that she was not allowed to touch (Amber always ended up taking them out for joyrides in the end), and made her way down the stairs, conveniently slipping past her parents lecturing her older sister on the idea of hosting another ball or soirée that Amber couldn't care less about. She made her way out of the house and glanced up at the night sky, wondering what it'd be like to just fly off into the stars before she skated her way down the street, making her way to the girl's house.

It wasn't her favourite journey, and the travel took longer than Amber would've liked, but sooner or later she ended up at Annmarie's house with a grin on her face at the idea of getting crazy with the things that she was doing or hopefully stirring up some trouble. She paused outside of the girl's home, not quite noticing her yet as she kicked the board up and grabbed it, grinning a little at the fact that she had managed to perfect the manoeuvre after a bit of effort at learning how to board. Amber hadn't been much of a fan of skateboarding until she picked it up a few years back, and now she completely loved the idea of skating around wherever she wanted, doing tricks whenever she could and getting in people's ways so that she could hear them all grumble about how annoying 'those damn teenagers' were. Amber stepped up to the house and she grinned a little when she saw the girl waiting outside for her. It was kind of nice, not having to stand on a porch and wait awkwardly for someone to answer the door, and she appreciated the fact that she didn't have to stick around and wait for that to happen. "Hey, girl," she said as she looked at her. "What kind of crazy shit are we going to get up to tonight?"

[amberlemonte]

text | amber & matty

Matty: smd or gtfo bitch

Amber: So that's a no to the nail painting thing then?

Amber: Your loss. I was going to treat you well.

[amberlemonte]

text | amber & matty

Matty: fck tht. if im comin ovr im gettin the bj but aint doin tht shit

Amber: I'll even let you pick the colour.

Amber: No nail painting, no blowjob.

[amberlemonte]

text | amber & matty

Amber: If you come over and paint my nails for me I'll blow you.