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@cocottedeluxe
Sounds complicated, back in the day I just drank bloody marys and slept it off, never worked all that well to be honest but my mood never really changed, says something about my personality I suppose. Ah… just because I’m off drinking doesn’t mean I can pass up a holiday.
I didn't realize 'recovery' took a break for the holidays. But then again, I never really did understand the whole suppressing one's vices.
How many glasses did you have?
Correction-- how many bottles. Can't seem to remember. Quite a few I'd imagine.
Unfortunately yes, hangovers are one of many things I don’t exactly handle with grace…
All you need is a black coffee, a litre of water, two-- or three ibuprofen, and a detailed makeup job. But if you're on the wagon, you don't need to worry about that, do you?
Yes lucky you,
Do I detect a hint of jealousy?
---There's a special satisfaction in looking this good with a champagne hangover.
texting: christie
[Preston]: Date.
[Christie]: Perfect.
[Christie]: See you tonight. xoxo
texting: christie
[Preston]: Not at all.
[Preston]: So long as you remember to answer to 'Christie'.
[Christie]: Yes, I'll remember.
[Christie]: And who am I meant to be playing?
[Christie]: Girlfriend, fiancee, whore.
Certainly.
Great. Next Wednesday at four - show up.. [Eleanor fishes out a small, black book from inside the pocket of her coat; scribbling down her address in a neat script and tearing out the note for Vicky.] Here.
[She takes the note between her fingers, giving it a quick once over, before pausing for a few moments at the particular address. Light laughter ensues.] Good thing I told you my real name, neighbour.
texting: christie
[Preston]: Good girl.
[Preston]: Goldman Sachs.
[Christie]: Oh, well then.
[Christie]: Hope you don't mind me being recognized.
texting: christie
[Preston]: And?
[Preston]: Yes. Curl your hair a la 1950's styling.
[Christie]: Nothing.
[Christie]: Of course.
[Christie]: And what company do you work for, again?
texting: christie
[Preston]: White. Princess neckline, hemline at least 2 inches above the knee, though no more than 6. I'll send along some jewelry for you to wear.
[Christie]: ...That's really specific.
[Christie]: Anything else?
texting: christie
[Preston]: Something like that.
[Preston]: Actually, dinner event at work. Need arm candy.
[Christie]: Anything specific you want me to wear?
texting: christie
[Preston]: What's your schedule like today?
[Christie]: I have a rather wound up CEO who needs a bit of cheering up this afternoon.
[Christie]: Why? Need me to count more money?
No I don’t but that’s my decision, then again my personality can be a bit of a turn off. I’m not hear to make friends however I’m here to gain the qualifications and sponsorships for when I become president. As for the fucking bit it honestly doesn’t matter either way nothing really makes me ‘lighten up’ per se.
You say feminist like it’s a bad thing and I can’t help but take offense. And no it doesn’t get dull.
--You know what you need? A drink. A long, hard drink. Among other things.
Don't get me wrong, I'm all for women doing great things. But your kind is a little too disapproving of what I do. Besides, when you starting going on and on about wage rate, sexism, cat-calling-- I can't help but stop listening.
Oh my god, stop! Your hair looks more fabulous!
I hope you’re right! I’m a little cold - but I can get over that. Nothing a cup of hot coffee can’t fix.
Well I did just get a blow-out done, but that's not the point! We can be equally fabulous. I insist.
Maybe add a shot of whiskey to that coffee. And that one barista-- with those delicious arms, and those eyes. That'll warm you up in no time.