hands to myself;

“What do you mean me of all people? Pretty sure I heard a bird singing about you and some guy coming up the stairs rather late in the evening… Probably wouldn’t trust me with that, De.”

#i'm sTILL LAUGHING #I CAN'T BELIEVE HE SAID THAT #HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA #ashton

"Careful, that sounds a little like jealousy, hm? Oh come on. I just need you to see if it’s bruised. If you check harmlessly, I’ll be sure to make it up to you.”

“I wasn’t that rough, was I?”

#I just spat out my tea #HELP #ashton

“So funny. So so funny. You of all people should hope my ass is fine. Can I trust you to take a look at it without getting any ideas?”

“I think I might’ve just fractured my ass.”

#friends.start

erikafeldman1

#ig #wowowow much beauty

‘ of course you’re on it. i’m a bitch, but i’m not a bitch that calls you hot and then bans you from my party. but i will hold you to that promise. jesh died the next morning when he saw that. hey if we make out, we make out. you’re not the first girl i potentially kissed, and i’m sure you’re not the last. ’

“If you’re holding me to mine, I’m holding yours to you, Toni. Both to be on the list and the possibility of making out with me. Oh my God, did Jesh know it was me who did it?”

#antonia

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“i mean– okay, i wasn’t that loud. honestly, did you really need to come all the way up here to complain? banging on my door like you’re trying to knock it down. jesus christ.”

“Uhm, I came up here to ask if you had a lighter. My apartment is lacking in Christmas scents, and that needs to be fixed ASAP.”

#felix

jfcabbey-blog

“have you ever played lazor tag? i went out and tried it today and let me tell you, that shit is frustrating. i was about to throw my gun at someone’s head halfway through.”

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“I went once, yea. I tripped though, and started a domino effect. Never went back, it was traumatizing. Did your team at least win? You know, I’d give it another shot, if you wanted to go again. I’m sure we’d kick ass.”

#abbey

‘ someday, i will be able to post a youtube video and some creepy guy will not comment about wanting to see my tits. ‘

#this reminded me that i'm slacking off on watching 24 days of zoella #chelsey

“Hey now, creepy girls might wanna see your tits, too. Let’s not discriminate here. Are you like.. a youtuber?”

kcnndy

shane shook his head. there was no need to be upset. he could make another, right? what’s three sleepless days to an artist, after all. “no, it’s fine. i should watch where i am going to, i was thinking about something, my fault.”

#a smol little bird #shane

Deanna watched his features throw off an essence of nonchalance. She couldn’t stop the spurt of laughter that left her chest, shaking her head again, “I call BS.” Her tone was up an octave as she looked down at the ruined painting in her hands. Orange juice from one of the cartons had spilled onto the canvas, and a trail of debris from the ground had used it as glue to stick to the patterns beside the tear her keys had caused. “I just fucked up like a week’s worth of your time,” the brunette’s face soured, looking back up at him. “I am so sorry. Can I.. Jesus Christ, I don’t know how to offer to fix this. I can like -- shit,” she mumbled, furrowing her brows. “I’ll pay you for it,” Deanna finally got out the only idea that had come to mind. “How much?”

“As long as you hand my clothes back to me, when you’re done with them, babe.”

#I stared at your GIF for like 15 minutes #asthon

“I can’t make any promises about your shirt. They’re the comfiest to wear in the morning, you know.”

‘ everyone, but not everyone can get in. obviously. it’s not a real party without excluding people. i always look hot, you always look hot. we’re just fucking hot. ’

“And how do you plan on filtering the guest list? Surely I’m on it, right? I promise, I won’t puke on the bathroom rug this time. Yea, you’re right, we are, and I would not be opposed to making out. Kidding. Kind of.”

#antonia

kcnndy

shane clutched the painting in his hand, stumbling a little when he bumped into a figure coming out of their house and dropping his work to the ground with a grunt before looking down at the smaller person. “fuck, sorry.. didn’t hear you.” he apologizing, eyes turning to his work face down on the floor, ruined.

#caitlin is 5'1 #(~: tiny little bird #shane

Backing out of her apartment with keys in one hand and a plethora of plastic bottles she was planning to take down to the curb, Deanna stumbled back and failed to regain her balance after having tripped over what was a foot. Plastic bottles flew everywhere, as well as a canvas that now sat beside her on the floor. “Oh shit,” her eyes went wide realizing the canvas had gotten the worse end of things. Big brown eyes fluttered up to see Shane apologizing. Her head quickly begun to shake her head, “No, no, I’m sorry. Shit, fuck,” Deanna mumbled, picking herself up, canvas in one hand.

‘ the occasion is that it’s a saturday. does there need to be any other reason? just look hot, but you never have any problem in that department babe. ’

“Amen to that. You know how many people are gonna be looking for a party? It’s the end of finals, maybe we need more reinforcements. Well shit, you’re making me blush. You should talk, though, look at you.”

#antonia

“Alright, whoever keeps leaving their McDonald’s bags at our doorstep: Just fucking stop. Thank you.”

“If they aren’t empty, I’ll take ‘em off your hands. Along with your shirt. And your pants. You know, just forget the bag, I’ll take everything else.”

#ashton

‘ even though an said no, i still want to have a party at our place tonight. he’ll deal, i’ll hire a maid to clean up after tomorrow. see i’m a great roommate. ’