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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Fieri Frames

Product Placement

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Keni
Claire Keane

Kiana Khansmith

izzy's playlists!
$LAYYYTER
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Show & Tell
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@illumincte-archive-blog
Ashley Benson + Guitar
ok, i lied. i think i'm going to make a whole new blog and make it more organized because this one is awful. this will be my archive u feel? i'm gonna get working on that now.
i want to tell you that i'm here for you and you can talk to me because i understand you're going through a tough time and i really want to help you but i've never spoken to you before ------ a book written by me
hey babes. sorry my replies have been taking several eons. my mental state hasn't been all that wonderful. however, I'll be revamping my muse page and whatnot. I will be dropping some threads, and I'm sorry about that. my muse is so selective lately and sighs. I'll be making a main muse page and a guest muse page. also, I'm changing my mun mascot to Shay... because babe. but this is just a lil post to let you know I'm here, and I'm going to fix up my blog and then do replies. I love you all for stickin' around.
i have never hated myself as much as i do right now like what am i even doing here
oh no. i fucked up. i fucked up. i'm trash.
He could vaguely hear the call of his name but the alcohol flowing through Mason was doing a good job at distracting him. It was his birthday, the big two-one and his small group of friends had done a great job at getting him wasted. “This…is…awesome!” He exclaimed, pumping two fists in the air and staggering backwards slightly, catching himself on the jukebox behind him.
A prolonged sound of utter amusement reverberated from the birthday boy as he took in the fresh surroundings as if it were a whole new world. One that he had the right to enter for the rest of his life. “Mason!” Boone shook the male’s shoulder, demanding his attention and pointing at the girl beside him. “Hazel’s here.” His roommate enunciated slowly, finally breaking Mason’s drunken trance. “Hazel? Aha — Hazel! It’s my birthday! You’re here and it’s my birthday!”
Hazel was not a foreigner to the concept of a drunken newly turned 21 year old. However, seeing her little friend Mason completely plastered was a new and pretty entertaining sight. She leaned against the doorway, chocolate brown eyes doubling in size as Mason announced her arrival. "Yes, yes, love. I'm here, and it's your birthday! You're also heavily intoxicated, aren't you?" Soft giggles slid from her lips as she hooked a loose arm around Mason's neck. "Happy birthday! Did you not expect me to be here or something?" Hazel released her grip on Mason and ordered an apple sangria from the bar. The last time she'd seen the boy, they'd spent some time hanging out at his house and then promptly had a sleepover that she'd never forget. It hadn't been that long since they'd seen each other, but for some reason, Hazel was drawn closer to him once again. She took the glass from the bartender and tossed a couple dollars in his direction before returning her attention to the birthday boy.
As the obnoxious 'Selfie' song began to play, Hazel outwardly grimaced. "You're the birthday boy. Make them play something sexy, not this juvenile shit," She ignored the numerous cat-calls coming from all different directions. It was as though half of the men in the place had never seen a well-put-together female. Her gaze shifted from Mason to the copious amount of cupcakes behind him. Nimble fingers latched onto the sides of a chocolate cupcake. Hazel took her index finger and slid some of the icing off of the small dessert. Her tongue flicked out momentarily to taste the icing on her finger, all as a distraction. The girl reared her hand back and slammed the cupcake into Mason's face playfully. "Happy birthday!" Hazel cheered.