✧*:･ﾟ radio friendly unit shifter:･ﾟ*✧

❛ — and the salt in my wounds isn't burning anymore than it used to. it's not that i don't feel the pain, it's just i'm not afraid of ( h u r t i n g ) anymore. and the blood in these veins isn't ( p u m p i n g ) any less than it ever has. and that's the hope i have, the only thing i know that's keeping me alive. selective. semi-private. written by maya. ❛ * ☆.:｡ * var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5170567"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "http://freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); * ☆.:｡ * ❜

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[airesmars]

hellO there all my tiny babies — so i’ve just gained a bunch of followers over night ( bless ) & so now i have over 500 which is unbelievable, my face rn looks just like kim’s on that edit. i’ve only started using this blog actively like a year ago & really never thought that so many of you are going to want to write with me & talk to me & all the fun stuff. i just want to thank all of you for sticking with me over all my horrible activity & slow replies. you are honestly all a1 & i make my dash shine & i still want to do things with all of you, so if we accidentally haven’t got to it just yet, definitely hmu !! here’s the list of blogs that don’t let me escape the blackhole that is tumblr;

@fluoresccnt @ragingfires @skylcne @faultyteens @ghovly @rennisaint @nymphct @rcverie @taliismcn @delusionaliisms @ofbeligerence @deflectentes @pcculiar @idicteque @xjustatheory @turbiidus @fromfrights @narrcissist @loveiswater @hcartlines @bornsicks @prcstige @stcr67 @revivalisms @gocdforyou @budcpest @promiiscuous @wvnderlcnd @wclkinginthewxnd @contravcntion @wassholy @ircny @safetypiins @likereligion @elationisms @collateralemotions @dcwnpour @depletedreams @iinsanes @verbatiims @pvcifies @nightwisteria @withereds 

[hrbdaily]

[idicteque]

❛ * ☆.:｡ * penelope.

        she almost wants to laugh at his reaction, but all she could manage was a jaw dropping instead. penelope had been nothing but sure that that would work, that rejection was one thing that every man had a hard time handling. but - yet, here he was. the perfect boy slipping right from her grasp because she was nothing but inexperienced in this subject she pushed on herself. ‘ you know, i really have half a mind to just let you walk away, ’ she calls after him, a tiny shake of her head as she can’t believe what she’s doing but prays that it works out in her favor. ‘ really, you not even TRYING shames me. ’ downing the rest of her drink, she sets the glass on the counter before turning her full attention to the boy before her. ‘ i might not be free tomorrow, but tonight my schedules looking pretty empty. ’

       the smirk on his face grew even wider at the sound of her voice. he turned back around to look at her, his head slightly cocked to one side. the blond put his hands in his pockets as he walked back towards her, slowly. ‘ so which one will it be ? fancy, vegan, greasy or home cooked ? ’ something in him was actually somewhat EXCITED to be meeting this girl. as picky as he was, he didn’t like easy girls, nor did he like girls that play hard to get. and this girl in front of him was right in between both of these things. at least, that’s the impression he got. ‘ before you say home cooked — which i know you are, you should know my place isn’t all that great. nor are my cooking skills. it’s up to you, though. ’

[idicteque]

❛ * ☆.:｡ * leah.

           A TRIUMPHANT SMILE pulled upon her lips, taking in his disgruntled expression. ‘ because ONE, you’re my favourite and i can’t stand to be parted from you for longer than necessary. ‘ she lifted her fingers one by one as the reasons rolled from her tongue, checking them off like a pre-established list. ‘ another, it takes you and me to drag the rest of you assholes out of bed ––––  ‘ she shrugged, teasing grin present. the guys were important to her–––– more than important now. this was her LIFE. her fingers trailed down the sheets next to him, eyes still drifting over his features, expression patronizing. ‘ i’m not going to give you five more because i care–––– because i love you and it’s important to me that you get your SCUMBAG ass out of bed right now. ‘

          WAKING UP LIKE this wasn’t all too bad, he thought. he quickly brushed away every thought, however. ‘ alright, alright. don’t pull my sheets away please. i’m naked. just kidding. no but, seriously. don’t. ‘ and finally he got up. ‘ why can’t we just let them oversleep and get some breakfast together instead ? my treat. you deserve to be treated. ‘ he winked at her, feeling somewhat taken aback by his previous action. flirtation wasn’t something he came across with very often. and this time he didn’t even really intend to do so — it just sort of came naturally. caleb put on a t-shirt, leaving him in a plain black tee and some grey joggers. ‘ i don’t know about you but i could go for some mcdonald’s breakfast. ‘

[idicteque]

❛ * ☆.:｡ * summer.

parties were never summer’s forte — the whole notion of people gathering together primarily to get wasted never appealed to her. she’s mentally kicking herself for even agreeing to come to this purgatory with the other in the first place, even if it’s just for a few, albeit hellish, hours. after what feels like an eternity, the previously delirious atmosphere is beginning to dull down, much to her delight. now, she’s hoping that maybe it’s an appropriate time to attempt to convince the other to leave with her; it’s getting pretty late, the main events of the evening have come to a close and to top it all of, she’s completely enervated of all energy. “hey, uh, can we… can we leave now? — if that’s cool with you of course. i mean, there’s no point in sticking around much longer, everyone else is going…” her words rush out in a hurried whisper as she turns to the other, sheer weariness painting a frown on her features as she gazes at them. 

she never had a hard time forcing herself to have fun. because of it, however, her attention was nowhere near summer. suddenly, a wave of guilt washed over her. she had begged the other to come with her, after all. and the whole evening she hadn’t even talked to them once. “i’m sorry, yeah. let me just say hi to—” but she was quick to stop herself as she noticed the exhaustion in her friend’s face. “you’re right, let’s leave.” she grabbed her backpack and exited the place without waving anyone goodbye. she turned back to summer, offering her a small smile. “i don’t wanna go home yet, though, you know? let’s go to the beach or something. let’s go do something fun. you and me.”

[idicteque]

i promise i’ll try to get to my drafts tomorrow. i just got back from work and i’m exhausted 

[ninadobrevdaily]

[allthingskendall]

[bryhollylove]

[idicteque]

idk who’s here right now but if we’re mutuals i am looking to do new things ok pls

[jessicajones616]

[daily-dylan-o-brien]

[idicteque]

❛ * ☆.:｡ * penelope.

    she raises an eyebrow at his presistence, not even hesitating to stop and just ask her if she even wanted to. so she turns back to her drink, taking a long drink of it before glancing back up to him. if anything, penelope wasn’t going to make this easy. after all, she needed him to fall for him. not just a quick night together and be done with it, like she figured this would head if she went along eagerly. ‘ well, — nathan, right ? ’ she starts, cocking her head to the side in an attempt to act like she forget who he was. ‘ i’m not so sure about dinner tomorrow, actually. busy schedule and, well, doesn’t exactly sound .. interesting ? ’ please, god, let this work.

       feeling somewhat taken aback by her reaction, it took nathan at least a second or two to decide what to do next. normally, a girl would give in instantly. at least, that’s what the blond was used to. but something in him told him that she wasn’t going to just reject him like that. after all, he had never even experienced rejection. not during the first meeting, at least. ‘ i see. well, i suppose i’ll leave you alone then. have a good evening. ’ keeping it polite, he thought. he offered her a last smile before beginning to walk back to his friends with a smirk plastered onto his face. he didn’t feel nervous, but if his plan wouldn’t work and she wouldn’t call him back over — he’d have to compromise somehow and just lie to his friends. please, god, let this work.

[idicteque]

❛ * ☆.:｡ * ashton.

   there’d been no happy medium between the pair, it seemed. no intricate string of syllables to part them or ease whatever tension had been pooling since he swore he’d call and didn’t. he didn’t see the point, really. she’d been nothing more than a stranger whose bed he’d shared and that wasn’t quite DESERVING of anything but a hollow goodbye, was it ? the universe had other plans for him, though, and her presence had become nothing if not reoccurring. ❛ if you were trying to drown yourself you wouldn’t wanna be saved, would you ? that’s, like — an oxymoron or somethin’. ❜ broad shoulders lift in a shrug when he finishes, and he doesn’t get the chance to begin again before he’s toppling into the water beneath his feet. he’s impressed when he resurfaces, fingers carding through his sopping hair to push it away from where it hung in his eyes. ❛ - gonna have to make you pay for that one, m’afraid. ❜

  ❛ sure. whatever you say. ❜ fleur mutters out when he pops up from the surface. fleur’s body itches to just swim again as her curvy frame alternates from her back to her front. keeping her brown hues above the clear, blue water, fleur’s arms move to pull her forward as her legs languidly kick to help propel her. eyes wandering aimlessly, she breathes, ❛ why were you staring ? – and don’t make me ask a third time. ❜ she says with a faux, STERN tone. the reason why does not matter to the blonde, just a filler for a conversation she feels unsure whether or not to partake in. perhaps the two should just swim in silence, alone with their own thoughts rather than exchanging them. 

[idicteque]

❛ * ☆.:｡ * josie.

    bleached ivories worry into the flesh of her lesser brim when he speaks again, center most finger MINDLESSLY tracing the rim of her champagne glass. ❛ that’s a loaded question. ❜ she tells him, corners of painted red lips soon turning upward in a smile. she’s mesmerized at the prospect that someone as ENTHRALLING as him could want to know anything at all about someone like her, though she won’t question his motives quite yet. ❛ — my mom. she died when i was ten, but .. i don’t know. she taught me everything she knew before that. her love. her kindness. her passion. ❜ her gaze fixates on him with the utterance of her final word, and he looks so BREATHTAKING across the table that she can hardly believe this isn’t just a pathetically intricate play of her imagination.

    her words reiterate his thoughts. there’s an INNOCENCE about her, the kind that probably scared most but for him, it simply allured him. he wonders whether it was because she was someone he pictured as untouchable and suddenly, she was beginning to become more tangible. ❛ i feel like i should know this stuff about you by now, huh ? guess we don’t hang out enough, ❜  he decided to joke, his arms crossed against his tense body before he winked playfully at her. there’s a silence inside him, thoughts PARALYSED and muted at her words. he couldn’t help but think about his own views on death, suddenly imagining having to watch his own mother lay still on a hospital bed. ajay moves his arms, uncrossing them so that he could run his fingers through his hair, an exaggerated breath leaving his lips. ❛ i have something to show you but you have to promise to try and talk me out of it first, okay ? ❜

[itstropicalum]