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Wtf going on? What y'all doing? What I miss?
‘‘A lot of shooting shots..’‘
"But nobody wanna see me on the court tho'."
Wtf going on? What y'all doing? What I miss?
“What’s up with y'all? Ion got no more classes for the day, so I’m lit. Y'all feelin’ good?”
“ain’t you a lucky ass motherfucker tho? i wish i was done with them shits already.”
“Shit lowkey. I made sure to not give my self too much classes today. I be tryna relax and shit. How many more you got?”
"What's up with y'all? Ion got no more classes for the day, so I'm lit. Y'all feelin' good?"
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“See, I wouldn’t be surprised if you did. Yellow apples? Only time I had that was in kindergarten, we had to taste different apples. They all taste the same to me.” She watched as she unplugged her headphones, lowering his ear closer to the speaker to hear the audio better. Raising his eyebrow as the best caught him off guard. “Time out, this shit sounds fire.”
“Nah that’s better. I heard if you highlighter your notes, you’re more likely to remember them.” He said opening the the notebook to yesterday’s notes, chewing on his inner lip as he read without understanding. “I don’t even know what’s going on with these recent lessons.”
“I heard it’s good too. God ain’t have to do me like that. A chocolate man, that can’t eat chocolate,” he chuckled, taking her hand in his to shake. “Marceline? I like that. That’s different. I’m Doug, and I eat cheesecake if you still wanted to give me cake.” He said with a wide grin on his face.
Vicky looked up at the dark-skinned male and nodded her head in agreement to his question. “Yeah, the library was only suppose to be closed until twelve, guess the administration lied about that.” She looked down at her colorful color-coded notes then back up at the male, and decided to take him up on his suggestion. “The test should be easy if you know how to cheat the right way. I’ll follow you.”
“Yeah, they buggin’. Which is why I always have a back up plan.” He said referring to the set up of tables he spotted a while back. “Cheat the right way?” He asked with a raised eyebrow, intrigued, as he pushed one of the heavy double doors to lead them outside. “I think we should study on that then. Cause I’m the worse cheater.”
Going in to take another bite, he felt the female take it from him. Pushing his eyebrows together as she fake gave it back to him. “You know wh—” he began to say while laughing, catching the apple as she threw it back to him. “Goldlink? I feel like I heard of him. He must be good by the way you bumpin’. Lemme hear.”
walking up ,looking at her phone for the time. “damn” mumbling as she began to clean up her mess, forcing her things into her backpack. Slipping her arms through the sleeves.
“Need help?” He asked with a raised eyebrow as he watched the female shove multiple things into her bag.
Glancing up at the man,stuffing a bag of weed her pocket “I got it,thank you. Remind me to give you red velvet cake” Studying his face so she can remember it;bending over getting her blanket,she starts to fold it.
He eyed her as she stuffed the little baggie in her pocket. Chuckling as he shook his head. “Red velvet? I’m allergic to chocolate.” He said. “Im Doug tho.”
“Are you kidding me? Shit!” Vicky frowned as she forcefully jiggled the handle to the library doors. The day that Vicky decided to wake up early to be productive within her school work would be the day that the library was close until twelve pm due to construction inside of the building. “I knew I should’ve checked my student email first.” The feeling of anger had began to consume Vicky, but she had to remind herself what her psychologist had mentioned her to do when she felt another outburst beginning to happen. Vicky had went five months without a major outburst and she wasn’t about to set herself back for something small and not serious. “Guess, I’ll sit over here then..” She sat down at the nearest at the nearest table and pulled out her notes from her bookbag to begin studying for upcoming Physics exam for tomorrow morning.
Adjusting his bookbag strap on his shoulder, Doug strolled up to the library door. He tried turning the knob, before sucking his teeth as it wouldn’t budge. “How the fuck they got the library locked?” He questioned to himself, before looking at the female. “You were tryna get in too?” He asked, his eyes landing on the paper she was studying. “I gotta take that same ass test tomorrow,” he said shaking his head in annoyance. “I know a quiet place out front, with a table. If you wanna study in a more quieter place?” He suggested.
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walking up ,looking at her phone for the time. “damn” mumbling as she began to clean up her mess, forcing her things into her backpack. Slipping her arms through the sleeves.
“Need help?” He asked with a raised eyebrow as he watched the female shove multiple things into her bag.
Stacey exits her dorm room putting in her retainer as she walks to class. She puts in her earphones turning on Apple Music dancing and rapping along to the song. “ Hey. Nice to meet. I’m Young Jefe. Who you be? Got a piece in Southeast… ”
Biting into a apple, Doug observed the female walking as she danced and rapped. A chuckle slipping from his lips. “What you out here jammin’ to?” He questioned, wondering if she could even hear him.