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Barcelona ❤
I don’t want to date. I just want to magically end up in a long-term and emotionally-secure relationship with someone cute
Sophie Turner in Untitled magazine
Sophie Turner behind the scenes with Malibu Magazine (April 2017)
i still see you in my dreams but i think they turn out more like nightmares because all i see are the versions of us that could’ve happened but never did.
they still haunt me. (via uhnsaids)
I haven’t been on tumblr in a few months, since I had some OOC issues ( plus laptop problems ) at the same time. I lost most of my login stuff and just today, I remembered the email for this blog but somehow my password wasn’t working? I don’t ever recall changing it either. I was able to login via this /magic link/ email thing -- and was able to change the password back to what my original one was ( I assumed I changed it for some reason ). I’m not sure if the password thing is my fault for changing it before my hiatus, or if it’s a glitch, or if something happened to my blog? Can anyone shed light on this ( if you experienced the same thing ).
Start a rumor about my muse in my inbox
“We were lucky enough because David and Dan, the showrunners, they, I guess, know U2 so we went backstage and Maisie and I we were just kinda in the green room with the band. And Bono comes over and I’m like “Hi, I’m Sophie, this is Maisie” and Maisie’s like “Hi, your name?” And I’m like “That’s… that’s Bono.” (x)
c-est-lavie-enrose:
“We can start over, yes?” unaffected by what most would see as a damper on their plans, Gilbert’s mood wasn’t rocked, “I would like to ask you out on a date, and it is American style. Well,” tilting his head to the side, the Frenchman realized that the films he was pulling all of this from didn’t exactly apply to the situation the two of them were in to a T, “I will pay, because that is how it works.” Eyes lighting back up in a sense of personal victory, he only settled when it dawned on him that that did not solve the issue of the shop being left unattended.
Would it be insulting, bizarre, or too much to insist that he also pad the cash register to more than make up for the afternoon through the evening? Money had never, in his life, been an issue for Lafayette, who had had an impressive inheritance passed down to him after his parents passed; the truth was that he had more than he could even begin to know what to do with and he didn’t want to feel guilty for wanting to share it, even just once. “I want- what I mean to say is that, if you could allow it, I would like to help you to… I want to help with the shop’s expenses, for the day.” Relieved, what was supposed to be a straightforward request couldn’t have felt more like it was being pulled out of him.
“You are asking me out .. on a date?” he was mildly bewildered by the statement, never once had Cecilio ever been asked out by a male. He didn’t think himself as any sexual preference ( though he figured he was straight since he was married at one point and has a mild crush on his employee who was a female ) yet something told him not to think of it as anything sexual. Truthfully, he had no issues with anything like this but -- it was just strange to him -- and very new. “ -- I think that’s fair, though I want to pay next time.” why was he assuming there would be a next time? The man before him probably would get bored with him quickly.
What was he getting at? He wanted to help Cecilio work at the shop? “Do you want to work here? I mean, I will hire you but why do you want to work here?” It went over the Spaniard’s head that the man was at-least somewhat interested in him. He was still overwhelmed that he was just asked out on a date to boot. He could feel his heart hammering in his chest now and he could only reach to fiddle with a pen that was nearby, trying to twirl it in his fingers but it slung out and fell to the door. Clearing his throat, he spoke again. “ -- there will be a next date, yes?”
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“Absolutely not.”
some people are like “you shouldnt throw the word love around so easily” but im full of love, i love so many people here. i love everyone and i need to let people know that i love them.
I hit Kyle in the face twice.
revamp maybe? i need to get a decent theme and redo my icons. (: