darling, you can't stay

never thought that i would feel like this; such a mess when i'm in your presence.

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theolabelle:

“You know what truly haunts my Pandora? Jonas Brothers. Especially SOS or Year 3000 or my favorite, When You Look Me In The Eyes. But let’s not talk about them right now because I could go on and on. Oh come on, I was about to say! Knowing every word is an American necessity. Just like knowing every Beyonce song.”

“Wow. Were you a Kevin, Joe, or Nick girl?” She teased. “Have you seen that SNL sketch about the Beygency? I feel like that’s me in real life.”

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rosiewhat:

          ‘ hey, you, uh…. you see a bracelet around here ? ’ the one that’s around her wrist every day without fail, delicate & gold and inscribed with rosemary. it’s not a pressing matter, really - it’s not like it was her grandmas or anything. but it was a gift, and one she’d really like to keep. ‘ i guess - i guess th’clasp broke or somethin, and now i can’t seem t’find it. ’ there’s an edge of panic to her voice, but mostly it’s just tired. a little sad. a little missin someone.

“Sorry, I really haven’t.” It wasn’t that Ray didn’t feel bad, or that she didn’t have the capability to, but this particular day had not been kind to her and all she was wanting to do was grab food and head home. But something about the girl’s face made her take pity on her. “...Do you want some help looking for it?”

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theolabelle:

Am I the only one who really misses Fergie? I usually pride myself in my ability to maintain a healthy level of confidence, but my Fergalicious levels have significantly dropped since she’s been away and I’m not sure how to feel about it. I keep reminding myself of her words of wisdom ‘big girls don’t cry,’ but the fact that I’m not a big girl and that I teared up that one time that my sister made me watch A Walk to Remember aren’t really helping.

Big Girls Don’t Cry still haunts my Pandora. It’s like 2006 coming back to rear its ugly head the only way it still can. Plus, it’s kind of hard to dance to. I don’t mind Fergalicious, though. -- Okay, I may or may not know every lyric.

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emilyok

“You know, when I said ‘let’s bake a cake’, I was expecting most of the ingredients to go in the bowl rather than on my head” she whined, trying her best to look annoyed despite the smile creeping through. She couldn’t actually be too upset considering she’d thrown the first handful of flour. “I’m not sure we even have enough left to make the cake now.”

“You probably should’ve been more careful,” Ray quipped. “I honestly have no idea how you managed to still look good with baking mix in your hair, but I’m jealous.”

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i finally caved and opened a new browser to cope with my tab-hoarding. anyways this is ray! (short for reina but only her grandmother really calls her that). she’s 23 and runs a dance studio with her mother, lives in a small apartment above the studio and has basically existed in the same tight-knit community her whole life. she’s a cynic and kind of a loner but very loyal to the people close to her, so if you wanna join that fam jam hit that like button. if this post shows up in the tag i might post a starter pretty soon! and if not i’m still gonna reply to stuff