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@dazicd
*screams* i want a plot where a guy goes on a roadtrip just wandering around the state trying to find meaning of life with his big ass doggo and one day he comes to diner where this shy young woman works and like her boss is always yelling at her and she has abusive boyfriend and her father used to be abusive as well and this guy he is the first man who ever treated her nicely and he just asks her completely out of the blue if she doesnât want to leave with him and sheâs like âwhy not?â so she takes all of her things and leaves with him. pleaseee!
hello hello indie fam, after months and months of being dormant iâm finally back. still working on my pages and my muses, but weâre almost there!!
You are so gorgeous, it makes me so mad
She liked messy beds and movie nights without any lights on. She liked the quiet company of a few good friends. Her idea of love was gentle and silent, like a whisper of a touch. Some things are magical and magic, contrary to popular opinion, is often found in the most ordinary of places.
12/18/15. (via c0ntemplations)
Do you have a hobby?
self destructionÂ
patholcgical:
lemme tell you what i want ⊠i want a ship we can forever build on together ! one that makes us stay up late and cry about from start to finish. i literally donât care what the plot is but i just want development. i want to watch our babies from when they first start dating, to when theyâre married and old with 4858847589398 babies and dogs. give me thisÂ
sugarspill:
 perhaps it seemed like leia was on the hunt for him, always turning up wherever he was; it wasnât the case, though, they were pure coincidences ( that she liked ). wasnât oblivious to the otherâs tendencies, nor was she dumb enough not to pick up on displeased behavior coming from anyone; still, she didnât itâs evident that he didnât want her around, for whatever reason, given the flat tone & dry attitude she dealt with from the get go, â no shit, â with that, hazel hues roll into the back of her head & words carelessly dip into mockery, â what are the components of your drink, mr. archer? â
  it continued to amaze him every time she showed up. certainly, any other person would have stopped trying after a certain point & heath was one of those people. but then again, he wasnât the type to ever chase after someone or even commit to a relationship â thanks to all those trust & abandonment issues. â wow, language. i'm shocked. â his sarcasm was in full swing yet again but he was a little surprised by the words leaving her lips. â well, ice for one. â heath started slowly again, just bothering her if he could.Â
My phone buzzed with a text, âMeet me for coffee at 12.â I could feel my heart crack at a name I hadnât seen on the screen for so long. My flight was at 11:50, leaving this place and all the people whoâd brought me pain. But when I walked into that coffee shop at 12:01, he wasnât there.
I moved mountains for you and you couldnât meet me for coffee (via privatethoughtsofhers)
She was not soft. She smelled like cigarettes, leather, and ground black coffee. And when you inhaled, she burned your lungs the way that made you want to do it again. She was danger, and you wanted her.
heart: *develops feelings* brain : no nO NO NOOO (chorus:no no no) stick to the status quo
Iâm self-centered & narcissistic but not vain or conceited. I only care about myself but I think Iâm terrible
âiâm drunk and texted the wrong number to ask for a ride home but you came anyways and hey wait didnât we date in high school i thought you moved across the countryâ au
sugarspill:
 finding time to simply let loose while being put on a tight schedule between studies & looking after her younger sister was proving to be quite difficult. it took her a while to take in her surroundings, apartment busy with movement & slightly loud conversations. yet it doesnât take her too long to spot the taller male, someone so intriguing & closed off that she just had to get to know him.  slightly intimidated now, the brunette taps him on the shoulder lightly, â heath, hi, â hopping onto the kitchen counter, careful not to spill any liquor, leia nods towards his cup, â whatâre you drinking? â
  he knew exactly who was behind him as he felt the tap on his shoulder & only moments later she was sitting just inches away from him â already probing him with questions. â hi. â he responded with a rather flat tone. it was hard to believe she continued to find him in every situation, it was like he couldnât avoid her no matter where he went. â a drink. â a smirk played on his lips as he gave the most ridiculous response to her question. itâs not like she was the worst person heâd ever encountered, but he just didnât understand why she was always seeking him out.Â