What the-.. Fucking roommates.
Preach it to the fucking choir, my love. You can't escape the bloody things.
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@babybanes
What the-.. Fucking roommates.
Preach it to the fucking choir, my love. You can't escape the bloody things.
Sure, they totally don’t look around and go sight seeing. This place would be a botanist’s dream, appreciate it.
There's only so much exploring you can do until you get lost and die alone from both dehydration and boredom.
I’m starting to have a sick obsession with Dexter.
Oh, how charming. Let's just hope the serial killer obsession ends there, for all our sakes.
I'm so bored right now I've resulted to taking selfies.... That's what people usually do on exotic islands, right?
Arctic Monkeys?
Only one of the best bands to grace the earth?
Can I join you? I love them.
The more the merrier. That is unless you think in the slightest that you're going to one day marry Alex Turner— things could get a little tense.
So now it's only right to lock myself in my room and listen to the new Arctic Monkeys album.
Blind date || Carla and SS.
"Blind date." Say them two words to Carla Banes less than a year ago and she would have laughed in your face at the very idea. The very idea of two people sitting down in a fancy restaurant discussing common interests and the weather sent shivers down her spine... Life wasn't like it was in the movies. If she was certain of one thing, it was that and that alone. Since Sage, Carla had avoided relationships like a small child running scared from a clown. Guys would soon become mates— maybe even friends with benefits when it suited her, but as soon as she got close enough for them to get the wrong idea, rather than cutting it off like she should have... Playing with them seemed much more entertaining. She had lost any part of her that had a craving for romance, and she was fairly uncertain it was going to come back by magic.
Yet it seemed she was facing a fear. A fear of not only the embarrassment that could easily arise in a situation like this, but also the awkward vibe that she was certain would be hard to overkill. Here she was— being unable to fight off the the butterflies of excitement from her tummy; building up expectations as she did so. With lust interrupting with love so abruptly in the past, it was almost as if all she expected from the night was someone to treat her nice and make her laugh a little. Sparks and chemistry with a person was not something good wine could conjure up. With one final glance in the mirror of her room, she was ready to enjoy herself. Setting off to meet with a mystery at Larosa de L’amour. Paris had yet to sell itself to her as a romantic haven... And it had one heck of a job on it's hand.
Dear Carla. Would you honour me with your presence at Larosa de L’amour at 8 pm? -SS
My mother told me to never meet with strangers over the internet… But saying that, I always did have a habit of disobeying her.
I rather find out for myself, to be honest. Oh really now? I knew I caught ya looking. Just can’t keep your eyes off me, can you? And I don’t know, babe. I’m thinking you should be the Miley Cyrus twerking on my Robin Thicke dick.
I see how it is. Nope— you've become even more sloppy since we got to Paris, too. I'm actually still thanking my lucky stars you've not brought anyone back here. You can fuck off right now with that right now... You don't even want to get my feminist rage in motion.
@babybanes: The good friends Ben & Jerry have come over to keep me company. #datenight
@EthanH: @babybanes the lonely life a novel by Carla Banes
@babybanes: @EthanH well I don't see Eric around most nights to keep me company...
@babybanes: The good friends Ben & Jerry have come over to keep me company. #datenight
Fine. Okay. You are right. I can’t trust you ever again. I couldn’t handle the jealousy. Finally we can agree on something.
Yo—... You're right. You need to get over me, Sage. Go fuck whoever you want and please don't worry about me. I thought winning you back was what I wanted, but I've ruined it for good. I wasted two years of your life and I can't take up anymore. It's not fair for either of us to pretend this could be what it used to. Fuck— you shouldn't have to go through this again, I'll go.
So you are still going to fuck Elijah and I will still have fun with some girls from our show, but yet somehow we are back together? You are confusing me so hard right now. Are you saying that you would be okay if I would sleep with some girls behind your back?
You know what was hard? Saying these three little words that are so overused in Hollywood movies and getting a reply that your special someone is sleeping with your best friend. That is hard…. I’m sorry. I guess I’m still a bit bitter.
No— no, I'm not saying that at all. I'm just trying to get my head around how this is going to work. I'm just afraid there's too many cracks in our relationship to have anything stable ever again. How can you ever trust me around a guy again? I share a room with one every night. I can't help but wonder if we are just setting ourselves up for failure, Sage. If you're still bitter then maybe we just shouldn't try to fix this. Any girl would be lucky to have you, and I don't want to be the one holding you back from being happy. Not again.
You would forget about him in a second? Really? I didn’t believe that you would say that. I hated you, I really did, but I have come to a realization that I can’t hate someone that I love. He wouldn’t be a problem, we both know that.
As much as I want this— and I do, I honestly do... We can't just jump back into how things were. It's gonna be hard, and I'm gonna spend half the time knowing I'm too lucky to have you back after what happened. We have to start again, build up the foundations and be as open as we can. I'm gonna see Elijah, I'm gonna have to say hello and be civil... You're gonna meet girls you like, and I understand that you're gonna want to have a little fun behind my back— I can't expect you to respect me like you used to. I have guys here who I'm close with; you might even find yourself feeling jealous even after all this. It's going to be so fucking hard, and I don't want to put my all into something that could end in more tears that it already has unless we are both sure we can handle it.
Carla… I didn’t fall in love with you because of the whole bitch act that you tried to act out. I don’t know if you noticed but you became so fun and joyful when you let someone in. Elijah…I don’t want to talk to him. He was my best friend and stole something that I really cared about and… I can’t stand him at all. I think we could get all of this shit fixed if you would forget about Elijah. Would you do it? You know why I can’t trust him.
You made me happy— there's no way I can try and hide that. He is here, Sage. We can't just forget about everything that happened whilst he's here over our shoulder. There's only so many places on an island you can hide away. If you ever did forgive me... There's no way you could not hate me deep down for what I did. I would give up Elijah for you in a second, but I don't think he would give up me whilst we stay here. He wouldn't want to let you win, we both know that.
It…It wasn’t about the make-up, okay. You were confident, you weren’t afraid of getting judged and it seemed to me that you liked me because of me not because you could tell your friends about that “bad boy” you were dating. I think I was wrong. Oh… And now I can see the old Carla who made her jokes at the worst times possible. I miss that.
I loved you because you were you. What friends? I honestly think I sacrificed any social life I could have had when we dated. I isolated everyone away to be this cold hearted bitch so you would love me. Sure, there were people I hung out with but the sad thing about all this is that you and Elijah were the only two people I ever needed. I knew the shit storm was brewing underneath my feet and I could never have the both of you forever but whilst it lasted, it was worth it. I loved him— but I never was in love with him. He soon became my closest friend, it would be crazy to feel nothing for him. I fucked up— I know... But I miss being the Carla I was with you. Not all of them two years was a lie. I can only promise you that.