This is Teen-Angst

"I know my soul's freezing, hell's hot for good reason."Ludwig "Leith" Herzing. 17. Be friendly to your neighbourly hacker.

[suffocatingdaydreams]

Be Nice to Me//The Front Bottoms

[shilohdarlington-deactivated201]

Snickering, Shiloh nodded, “I’m fine with the knife. And even if there’s an accident, I’d be the only one that got hurt. Probably.”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

“Probably?” Leith shot her an unconvinced look. “That really doesn’t invoke trust in you, honey.”

[fliightriisk]

“If it makes you feel better, next time I go down to Tribeca, maybe I’ll let you tag along. Then you can see me destroy someone in action.”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

“Don’t make a promise you can’t keep”, Leith snored. “But I’d like that.”

[ninetiesfm]

“yeah okay hi –– who the FUCK said you were even going to be apart of the equation ??” her groomed brows immediately furrowed and despite her rather serious tone, her lips pressed together and corners quirked to hint at the smallest of smirks. “i baked it, therefore i control who gets it, and in this particular case i do. i get it all.” at this point she was actually considering diving face first into the dessert by herself, determined to finish the entire thing. but with an ounce of weed laced into the batter ?? yeah –– she wasn’t looking to fall into hibernation anytime soon. still, she decided to keep up her antics, seeking amusement in taunting the other. “if you actually thought for one second i’d let you get your grimy paws all over it then you’ve gone completely INSANE. especially for free. my cake is at least worth $300.”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

Leith overdramatically gripped his chest with his hand, his eyes widened. “Goddamnit, you’re mean. You wouldn’t share with me? What kind of indecent human being are you?” He could play this game too, he wasn’t knew to it. And it felt good to ignore the fact that he didn’t like to share either, at least not if there was nothing to get out of for him. Like a snog or something. As if that would make people want to share something with him, yeah right. But this was Josie, she had to share with him or he’d just steal it away from her. Fine, he didn’t know where she kept that grass infused cake, but he could find out. “Well, so you want 300 fucking dollars for it? I’ll give you like ten bucks and a french kiss”, he smirked and puckered his lips.

[dukehq]

“I know, it says it’s on the proximities and it’s not any help since in the proximities are pretty much anywhere i go “

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

“Well, searching for it is probably a bit like playing Pokémon Go. It’s and adventure! But I guess you’re too tired, so fuck it, right?”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

Ahh, bbys I’m so tired, the night was basically lit and I drank way too much, sooo still trying to sober it up. I’ll hit the replies later, don’t worry, just gotta sleep a bit beforehand. xx

[dragonwiing]

I’ll leave you in the dark with a broken flashlight. You left me with a choice and a pretense.

[ninetiesfm]

“thought i’d dabble in some baking this afternoon and i know what you’re probably thinking, but no it WASN’T that sort of baking. at least, that’s not what it began as. halfway through my martha stewart moment i came across a bit of ORGANIC ingredients, if you know what i mean, and thought –– why not ?? it tastes pretty decent in a brownie batter, one could only IMAGINE how good it would taste in a cake, figured i’d try it out for myself. so, NO i wasn’t drooling because i’m bored by you, i’m drooling over the mere thought of the funfetti cake sitting on my kitchen counter –– emphasis on the FUN.”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

Leith pretty much didn’t listen to anyone Josie said, until she mentioned those baked goods. He sat up straight and an excited look flickered through his eyes and merged with his grin. “So you baked a cake, babe?” He almost got giddy, throwing his hands in the air. “A fucking baked cake? Oh my god, let’s eat it.” Like he would be able to resist that offer. Probably was a huge plus that she lived in the same building as he did, but that wasn’t the only reason he was eager to eat that fucking cake. “Or you didn’t? You need help like ... doing it? I can help. I can totally help. As long as I get funked cake, I’m good.”

[sebastiianstan]

[dukehq]

“I don’t know, I don’t keep smelling you? But right now the smell will linger —- alright, chop the pepper. how much?”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

“Well, take a sniff and don’t tell me that I don’t smell of fucking roses, man”, Leith ordered and pushed his arm in Duke’s direction. “I don’t know, I think one of those things is enough.”

[snortingsherbet]

I hate worrying about the future, ‘cause all my fucking problems are based around the past

Fine, Great // Modern Baseball (via snortingsherbet)

[this-tragic-affair]

how do people not swear??? like where does their anger go?? how do they show their enthusiasm??? what if they stub their toe??? like saying golly gosh isn’t really gonna cut it barbara 

[dukehq]

“i think i’ve lost my wallet and my phone, and i should probably be a little more concerned about that but i’m too tired to even care.”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

“You got any tracking on it? At least on your phone? There are apps for that, you know ...”

[dukehq]

“I’m more concerned with the smell that will linger on me for the rest of the day, you’re good at it you do it,I’ll just be here giving support"

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

“Like I smell of onion all the time or what? Come on, don’t let me do all the work, that’s no fun. At least ... I don’t know, chop the pepper?”

[shilohdarlington-deactivated201]

“To be fair,” Shiloh interjected defensively, “My brother spilled something on it first and that’s what caught on fire. Mind the blade!” Still, she burst into her own giggles and sat down with no argument. It was probably safer that way, in any case. “I will write down every little thing,” she nodded, pulling a pen and paper closer to her. “We can probably get a good grade if you do the actual cooking and I, like, cut the vegetables or something.”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

“Yeah sure”, Leith snored. As if he was gonna believe anything she said now. She almost burned her own kitchen down, there was no way he would let her use the stove in his house. Not that he’d mind anywhere else, but he was kind of fond of his home. “Not everything, or else you’ll just fill the paper with how good this senior-booty looks”, he teased, striking a pretty ridiculous pose. “You sure that you’re safe with a knife? I really don’t want a massacre.”

[dukehq]

“so do it yourself, i didn’t even wanted do this in the first place — onions only taste good when you’re eating them”

[fuckyeahleith-blog]

“You sure? Doesn’t it seem more likely that you’re just afraid you’ll cry cutting the onions, huh?”, Leith teased but still took the knife and went on cutting the damn onions.”

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