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imessage 📲 mommy james.

Diane: johnny castle or james franco? we'll never know who is who.

Diane: blended, churned, melted, spread, check you out landing a nickname that has all these open participles to it.

James: we're pretty much the same person anyway, right? i can gyrate just like patrick swayze, i swear

James: those last two are more of an effect that i have on other people

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adamsmy:

Good point. But, you know, when you have children, you actually buy more cookies, so you’ll have even more cookies to eat. As for the second point, I have no idea how to answer that. I really don’t. All I can say is that Aviana’s known how to count to ten since she was very, very young. And she’s always been persuasive. I guess she was just born that way.

So basically me and my child can get hella obese together? At least I’ll know I’ll always have a gym partner. And congrats on raising a lil genius, let’s hope she uses her gift for good and doesn’t end up like Tom Riddle.

harington-hfrpg:

Have you had any personal experience with being judged for sleeping at a public place? Or pictures taken with people posing next to your passed out body? And yeah, tell me about it… it’s so weird to wait few months longer for all the promo that goes with it. It’s July 16th, should be here soon enough.

Yes to both, the worst time was probably when someone took this one - I got in a lot of shit for it, with people saying I didn’t deserve to be in NYU and probably paid my way in, ( which wasn’t true ), so how people can jump to conclusions like that just because you’re human and exhausted is beyond me. You keep doing you, man. Fall asleep wherever - you can’t see the haters when your eyes are closed, right? Fuck, that’s actually really soon, I was expecting you to give me bad news.

jonathan-van-yaaas

no good reason remains | james&mila

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the-mila-high-club:

Mila wasn’t deluded enough to think that she was in love with the guy, but the rush of excitement and giddy joy at having an attractive man be interested in her - as well as charming and funny - was more than she could handle. She was overwhelmed. If this night had been transformed into a cartoon, she would have been sitting there with hearts in her eyes while a trio of pudgy-armed angels plucked a delicate melody upon their harps. It had been so long. A painfully long time since she had even let herself have a crush on anyone, so she gave into the feelings entirely. It would all disappear soon enough. She knew that much. The hormones, the emotions… if this night ended up going where it certainly seemed to be going, Mila was certain that once he passed out on the bed next to her (as he undoubtedly would), the dirtiness and the guilt would inevitably follow. That painful light of reality would come crashing down, all traces of infatuation and the giddy school-girl crush gone.

Her phone buzzed. With a laugh and a “sorry”, Mila read the message from James, rolling her eyes as she pocketed her phone without a reply. Five minutes later, they were standing up, both smirking to themselves as they tried - and failed - at being subtle and casual. Fidgeting with her earlobe, she grinned and nodded at the man’s “meet you outside” before he slipped away, leaving a hefty tip on the table. Mila walked over to James, biting her lower lip. “Soooooooo… you know you’re my favorite, right?” She smiled brightly, doing her best to adopt an innocent expression that said something along the lines of ‘Please don’t hate me for ditching you, but I really need to get laid like tonight or I might die soon or at least shrivel up like a raisin’. “We’re… ah, Orlando and I… well, his name’s not Orlando… but… we’re… going to… go. So…” She bit her lip again, looking at her friend.

With the help of modern day technology, although James never risked a glance over at the pair nestled in the corner, he could see Mila had read his text with the aid of two small blue ticks, a sure way of telling that you had been ignored. Not a big deal, really. James was guilty of ignoring text messages all of the time, but not while the person sending it was waiting not ten feet away. Rolling his eyes, James tried not to let the small fact bother him - it was after all just a hint that his friend was surely into the other guy, something that the actor had been waiting for since Mila was last involved with a man.

Patience wearing thin, Mila’s voice sounded like music to James’ ears as it stirred him from his current daydream, and he almost managed a smile until his suspicions had been confirmed - he should’ve left a long time ago. How naive had he been to sit there ordering whisky upon whisky waiting for his friend to return when it was pretty damn obvious what the outcome was going to be? Hadn’t he performed the same thing with finesse every time he had been attracted to a woman in a bar before? It really wasn’t surprising, but that didn’t mean he had prepared a ‘cool with it’ act. “Really?” Was the first thing to leave James’ mouth, buying him time to come up with something else to say. “You mean, just to the next bar or...go, go?” As if the answer wasn’t painfully obvious. Despite his best attempts at remaining unaffected, James could feel his annoyance just waiting to make an appearance, and it came sooner rather than letter with the next bitter words that fell from his mouth. “Awesome, okay. Not like I travelled three hours to come see you tonight, or anything”. Nice, real unaffected.

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📱 ; james

Lizzie: OLSEN.

James: THAT'S YOUR NAME.

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📱 ; james

Lizzie: Oh man, don't pit me against your mother.

James: Mothers are always right, Olsen.

harington-hfrpg:

Definitely, I either don’t sleep for days or fall asleep anytime, anyplace, no matter the number of people around me. It’s mostly a blessing, I’d say, unless there’s fucking cameras taking pictures of you asleep in a public transportation or a house party.

I feel all of that on a hardcore level, but if anyone’s judging then they ought to try working an actors schedule, especially if you’re taking on a lot of roles. Speaking of, whens GOT coming back? It’s been long enough, man.

📱 ; james

Lizzie: What did I tell you about being sweet?

James: Not to do it. But that goes against mother Franco's advice of "if you have something nice to say, say it" so I'm getting extremely mixed signals here.

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📱 ; james

Lizzie: How much do you hate that I'm not trying to impress you anymore?

James: You always impressed me when you weren't trying, anyway.

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📱 ; james

Lizzie: Christ you're old.

James: Your words, they hurt.

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Flynn Rider

Funny I got Rapunzel

Is this the part where I climb up your hair? I hope you use a good conditioner.

Robert Philip - Enchanted

Awesome, I’ve always wanted to be compared to the guy who plays McDreamy.

#q #jeremyjordamnn

Flynn Rider

Seems legit.

#q #Anonymous #ok but this one though

xpezedwards:

And here I thought some kind of juicy story was to come. Some really odd fetish or someone really desperate. Either way I feel sad for them, if they exist. But, while we’re on the topic, have you ever had the desire to give anyone a golden shower?

If it ever happens, I promise you’ll be the first person I call. And then probably a therapist. Does peeing in a shared shower count? Because yeah, done that, but in a sexual way? I’m not that freaky.

📱 ; james

Lizzie: I just want the hot ladies to myself.

James: So you're gonna pull a Cady Heron on me and allow me to build you up into what you are today and then not invite me to the party?

James: And yes, even 39 year old dudes can make Mean Girl references.

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#q #Anonymous

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