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After stopping by a frozen yogurt place, she leisurely walked by Rafael’s side with a smirk on her face before softly bumping her elbow against him. The flavor, taro, wasn’t exactly her all-time favorite, but it was satisfying for now. Especially when strawberries, kiwi, and cookie dough bites were on top of it. Using the spoon on it’s opposite side, where the inside of the curve was facing her, she trailed her tongue against it slowly, taking her time to fully enjoy it. Her eyes, on the other hand, were looking up at the other. When asking about coming with her to get something sweet, she was glad he didn’t reject the offer and that he had free time. She knew it wasn’t forever ago that they last hung out, but she enjoyed having his company. Plus, teasing him was always amusing to her. “So, do you believe you’re still a terrible kisser?“ she asked nonchalantly. Leaning a bit closer to him, she ended up bursting into laughter before shaking her head. “You know what I noticed? You still have the same funny-looking ears and pinchable cheeks.”
Frozen yogurt. It was something that Rafael hadn’t had in years; he’d never experienced it until he moved to Ithaca, and even then, he rarely frequented the frozen yogurt place. Still, whenever Carmen had invited him out, how could he have disagreed? Wrists and bare arms dappled with the last of the afternoon sunlight, he raised one arm to nudge the smaller girl, gently bumping the point of his elbow against hers. Despite her words, he let a quiet snort of laughter escape, casting a lazy glance at his friend. “I’m not fourteen and madly in love anymore. I’d like to think I’ve improved even slightly in the past seven years,” gazing at the girl from behind long, dark eyelashes, the faintest trace of a smirk played on his lips. “You’re more than welcome to test that theory, though,” plastic container now emptied, crooked grin stained with the lingering bite of peaches and lemons, he neatly tossed his garbage in the nearest trash can, not bothering to stop. “I’ve noticed,” he angled his head down to glance at her, one eyebrow raised in spite of himself, “— i’ve noticed that you’re so awfully mean to me, cariño. And that you still have the cutest little button nose.”
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Carolina: no, because what would you be listening to without me?
Carolina: i don't plan on dying that way. i have other grandiose plans for it.
Rafael: i don't have an answer to that because sadly i do have you
Rafael: like what?? actually being eaten by a lion??
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Carolina: one day i'll hate you, and you'll be alone
Carolina: everyone dies one day, that's barely something new
Rafael: sometimes i think it'll be better than listening to this
Rafael: yeah but not everyone gets their face slashed in like a cheap horror movie victim
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Carolina: then why is there a smiley? ;)
Carolina: i'd love having class in a zoo. or being friends with a chicken.
Rafael: comedic irony
Rafael: it's all fun and games until you get eaten by a lion. then again, there's probably a good chance you'll die here anyway.
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Carolina: no? i try to make everyone's day as bright as i can!
Carolina: i don'T see why it'd be terrifying
Rafael: ... you down my mood (:
Rafael: the classroom's a zoo. she's got alligator teeth. her eyes were ice. he's a chicken. that'd be fucking scary.
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Carolina: mood downer
Carolina: yes, but imagine if metaphors were real
Rafael: you're a mood downer
Rafael: that would be fucking terrifying
@sunshinehailey: i didn't cut his hands off. my outfit is too cute for blood
@sunshinehailey: but i did get my point across (:
@atomicjerk: ...yikes
@atomicjerk: glad it wasn't me
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Carolina: it makes me feel better
Carolina: i don't think they've invented that yet
Rafael: makes me feel worse
Rafael: tell me, have you ever heard of a metaphor???
“C’mon, come dance with me.”
“I’m not dancing with you.”
@sunshinehailey: dear guy who thought it would be nice to try and grab my ass
@sunshinehailey: you're an asshole and need to learn some respect :) :)
@atomicjerk: @sunshinehailey did you cut his hands off??
@atomicjerk: @sunshinehailey if not, what are you waiting for
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Carolina: i'm a glittering fairy
Carolina: shame, it'd be great to have a living and breathing google
Rafael: why you gotta be like this
Rafael: try looking in the science wing. if you're lucky, you might catch one.