We all have scars

Aria of San Marino. flawed but that's okay. 

[ariaofsanmarino]

miguelofbrazil:

‘’Thanks’’ Miguel smiled lightly, glancing over the hallway once before turning his hues back to the girl. He laughed softly, ‘’I’m no knight. They don’t run away from the girl without knowing their name first’’, he winked. ‘’You have a nice name too’’, he said sincerely. He considered her suggestion for a moment. ‘’Being locked in a room with a beautiful girl like her never ended quite well for him. Then again he didn’t want to go out and bump into someone he knew. Aria was the perfect person he would like to be with. Just an acquaintance, nothing more.

‘’I would love to’’, he breathed lightly and closed the door behind them. ‘’Shakespeare, hm? You like his plays?’’, he sat on her bed and glanced down on the book’s cover.

“Oh, but of course.” She returned with a small laugh. “You, sir, are a prince if I’m not mistaken.” With each word, any tension in her body seemed to diffuse. Aria’s hand ran along her duvet cover, following his gaze to her book. “The ones I've read I love. I must admit I jumped on the shakespeare train a bit late and therefore am fairly behind. I’ve only read about ten of his thirty-seven plays.” Aria shrugged off lightly. 

She turned away from the man to grab a cardigan to throw over her tanktop. “May I offer you anything to drink? I’d be more than happy to call down for anything or I have tap water.” Aria offered sweetly, returning to the bed area. 

[ariaofsanmarino]

miguelofbrazil:

Miguel felt lost and alone for the first time ever on the island. He had no guts on go and find his sister. He knew that Kalina wouldn’t talk to him still, Adam… He wanted to kill him, and then bring him back to life to promise him a miserable life if he ever hurt his sister. And Jun? He hadn’t returned to any of his texts. He was on his way to the beach when he passed by a girl’s door.

She was familiar, but he couldn’t tell from. He walked back and stopped by the door frame. After a moment, he recognized her. She was the girl he had kissed during one of the many events on the island. A girl he never got her name. He smiled when she focused her gaze on him, ‘’No, I knew I’ve met you once, but I had no idea where. I’m Miguel, by the way’’, he finally introduced himself.

She made out his body shape and slowly added on details to the figure. Jeans, brown hair, large eyebrows, brown eyes. They all added up to someone in her memory who stuck out all to well. Who knew a few smiles could go such a long way. Her worried look fell into a tired smile, “Miguel. Nice name.” She let herself breathe in his name. They had kissed once and to make it worse, it was a nice one. But was it fairytail? Wasn it what she wanted? Aria didn't really know. She tried not to think on that moment too often. 

“And I’m Aria. Nice to learn the mysterious knights name at last though.” She relaxed a little more, adding energy into her smile. “Would you like to come in?” She studied his features a bit longer, they seemed stressed and tired. The island was starting to take its toll on everyone. “Or, if you would prefer, a walk?”

[justanotherrpmeme]

bold which habits your muse has

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

[vincentofslovakia]

His grin grew wider as he took a step inside her room. ‘’Your tongue moves faster, hm?’’, he chuckled lightly, as he discreetly closed the door behind them. ‘’Tell me more about you… Do you always like to walk in your panties very often?’’

[ariaofsanmarino]

More than happy to accept company, she allowed him in. “Yeah, my mother used to tell me I could talk the ear off of a deaf person if I wanted to, which thinking about it now may not be a good thing.” It took Aria a second to register what the man was saying, “Hmmm?” She looked down, finally realizing she was certainly not modest and with a small squeal she tugged the comforter halfway off her bed in an attempt to cover herself. “I’m so sorry, I completely forgot. I wasn’t meaning to- I didn’t mean to- uhhh no, I don’t. I mean I do but not with others- I’m sor-” Aria felt herself grow frantic with embarrassment.

[vincentofslovakia]

Vincent was walking back to his room when he heard some girl quoting some boring play he had to make an essay on some boring class. He just glanced inside the room, not so interested on her until he saw her outfit. He leaned against the door way, not caring of what she was saying, but the way she walked around on the room. She turned around and he grinned at her question. ‘’Don’t be sorry… I like loud girls’’

[ariaofsanmarino]

She had been talking shakespearian all day. Her mind was so filled with Macbeth's and Henry’s she hadn't even thought about what she was wearing- or more so, what she wasn’t. His smile made her smile as well, “My tongue moves fast than my mind often times so you may regret saying that later.” Aria laughed.

[ariaofsanmarino]

“To be, or not to be--that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them. To die, to sleep--No more-- and on and on he goes about sadness and death and blah blah blah” She mumbled to herself, pacing around her room.

“Finally, Ophelia enters and OH, what a nobl-” She swung herself around only to find another figure in her doorway, abruptly stopping her soliloquy. “I’m so sorry! Was I being too loud?”

[daily--celebs]

8/12/14 - Shenae Grimes at the Justin Timberlake Concert in LA.

[iluvskinnybitches]

shenae grimes

[shenaegrimesbeech]

[ariaofsanmarino]

True Hollywood Misfit [xx]

[szymonofpoland]

Believe me, it was crappy. I used to be better. Well, what do you do then? Draw? Dance? Juggle riding a unicycle? 

[ariaofsanmarino]

Well in that case, practice makes perfect eventually. Me? Occasionally I can recite shakespeare I suppose. Is that a talent?

[shaesthetical]

Are you friends with murderers?

[ariaofsanmarino]

I-well... I tend to ask that question when I make friends. I find that often pushes people away. 

[hellcelebs]

[hopeinthedarkness-blog]

[ariaofsanmarino]

sometimes …                            …  its g o o d to be WEAK …                               … I G N O R A N T …

sometimes …                            … its b e t t e r to not KNOW …                               … just what you’re really …                             C A P A B L E                                     O F

[ariaofsanmarino]

|| Jordan || Cavalier King Charles Spaniel || 

[ariaofsanmarino]

                      I get lost in the BEAUTY                        of EVERYTHING I see                         the world ain’t half as bad                          as they paint it to be

[theprincess-la-deactivated20160]

“Very true.” Larissa nodded, smiling brightly as she watched Aria set down the bowl, shaking her head watching the dogs play. “Maybe we were philosophers in another life.” Larissa laughed, rolling over to lie on her stomach.

[ariaofsanmarino]

She scrunched up her nose. “Ah yes, the fantastic philosophical pair! Watch as they decode the world around them through puppy playdates and having all-night movie marathons. Sounds like a perfect plan for life.”