bubblegum bitch

"she's broken and good to nobody."

[stasblue-deactivated20140509]

Is a ‘real party’ one of those things where there’s like five people and like punk rock playing in the back ground where only two people are dancing and the rest are just on the couch making small talk. Because I have a feeling it’s not, which means I’ve never been to a real party before. 

[audreyfml]

You need to lose your 'real party' virginity, even if that means it's just us two hiding in the corner and pretending to sip a wine cooler. We can make fun of all the crazy drunk girls who try to twerk on everyone, and then go eat all the pizza.

[stasblue-deactivated20140509]

Do you really? Oh— Well, thank you. Let’s get this party started. 

[audreyfml]

It's been awhile since I've been to a real party, I could definitely use one of those.

[alexander-fck]

Aw, but I’d rather you have a human best friend than an alcoholic beverage best friend!

[audreyfml]

If it counts for anything, I'd exchange a drink for you any day of the week.

[stasblue-deactivated20140509]

A whole bottle? To yourself? You’re tiny! We could just share. 

[audreyfml]

I've got a higher alcohol tolerance then I'd like to admit, unfortunately. However, I'd share with you any day 'cause you're so sweet.

[audreyfml]

Something tells me a bottle of alcohol will be my best friend tonight.

[hyfrdylan-deactivated20140516]

Right? It made me wish Walter was my dad. Kidding. But it’d be pretty funny to see the reactions on people’s faces when you tell them that your dad’s a drug dealer. And yeah, the accents are pretty contagious.

[audreyfml]

Jokes on you, I may or may not have an alias and a secret meth lab in my basement.

[zanderlancaster]

This may sound strange but I like to cook.

[audreyfml]

I can appreciate a fuckin' awesome bowl of mac and cheese, that's for sure.

[zanderlancaster]

Yes.

[audreyfml]

So tell me, what do you like to do for fun?

[zanderlancaster]

That’s nice.

[audreyfml]

You're damn right it is.

[hyfrdylan-deactivated20140516]

Netflix consumes like 99 percent of my life, honestly. I feel you, Breaking Bad was such a good series. Have you seen Misfits? That’s another great show you should look into if you haven’t already.

[audreyfml]

Agreed, it made me want to become a cool ass drug dealer who wore big sunglasses and snuck around late at night in alleyways. I haven't seen it, I might have to watch it just for their accents though.

[eloisehi]

Is there a school for that kind of thing or…?

[audreyfml]

If you count Google as a school, then yes. Other than that, it comes naturally.

[hyfrdylan-deactivated20140516]

You got it, babe. Except I wasn’t even having a house party. Unless you call “sitting on the couch by yourself watching Netflix” a party.

[audreyfml]

I feel that, Netflix consumes 70 percent of my life. I finished Breaking Bad last weekend, and the tissue box was my best friend.

[audreyfml]

boundaries | audrey & sammie

[ughsammie-deactivated20140603]

Sam had gotten there about five minutes before the taller one, so she jumped on a swing. It was too cold to actually swing, but where else was she gonna sit? It seemed pretty important to Audrey to have called so late at night. Though, it didn’t matter. Sam would always come when Audrey called. 

A giggle escaped Sam’s mouth when she heard the other squeal her name. She wrapped her arms around her tighter, still on the swing but holding onto Audrey. “I missed you too…” She mumbled as she let go of her. “A sunflower…? My favorite..” Sammie looked up at the girl and smiled softly. “Cheesy is your middle name, I know… But thank you..” the smaller said, turning so she could looked at Audrey.

[audreyfml]

"I have to tell you something," Audrey chewed on her pale pink lip, trying to ignore the urge to just hug Sam ten times tighter and not let go. "I think there's something going on between my parents, but I'm not sure what, since I haven't seen them in so long." She looked at the ground, brushing her feet against the mulch underneath the swing. Audrey knew it was her own fault that she and her parents were distant, but she couldn't imagine them splitting up. "It just feels like things always go bad when I don't get to see you," Her voice trailed off, her head a mess of thoughts.

Audrey gazed back up at her best friend, noticing how the moonlight hit her. Her tan had deepened, and her dark brown hair was streaked with gold from the sun. Sam looked like a goddess compared to Audrey, like always. Audrey swung back and forth, letting out a soft sigh. "Things would be so much easier if we could just go on a road trip and never come back," She said, saying the first thing that popped in her mind.

[weekendplaylist]

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[eloisehi]

Oh, you make me blush. Are you exercise? Because you take my breath away.

[audreyfml]

So I've been told. I'm Audrey, as you can see I'm an expert in the field of pick up lines.

[hyfrdylan-deactivated20140516]

I literally listen to everything, but some of my favorites right now are Arctic Monkeys, Childish Gambino, Kanye West, Odd Future, and Frank Ocean. Lots of indie bands too.

[audreyfml]

Audrey approves. Next time you have a super crazy house party, you have to invite me, deal?

[audreyfml]

boundaries | audrey & sammie

Audrey squinted down at the creamy white sidewalk, her hands clenched behind her back. She held a bright fuchsia flower as she walked along the path, sucking in her cheeks. Her abundant dark hair spilled onto her shoulders, the wind blowing the waves into her face. She liked the quietness of the park, it was a break from all the loud arguments at home or pounding music at all the parties she went to. Sammie was the only person who could brighten Audrey's mood nowadays, and just thinking about her brought a genuine smile to her lips.

"Sam!" Audrey squealed, spying a tiny figure on the swings. She ran over to Sammie and wrapped her arms around her best friend loosely, grinning wildly. "I missed you so much," Audrey hesitantly pulled away, presenting Sammie with the flower. "Cheesy is my middle name, I know," She managed a nervous laugh, skipping towards the adjacent swing.