“You’d think know but we just can’t seem to give each other up. We’re all horribly toxic people.”
“Maybe I wouldn’t say toxic,” he argued. “Not all of us, anyways.. I mean-- not that you are. That wasn’t a dig at you, I swear.”

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@itsjustayden
“You’d think know but we just can’t seem to give each other up. We’re all horribly toxic people.”
“Maybe I wouldn’t say toxic,” he argued. “Not all of us, anyways.. I mean-- not that you are. That wasn’t a dig at you, I swear.”
“Yeah, that’s the one thing I’m glad about,” Alec shrugged, watching the other guy fiddle with his hands. “You nervous, man?”
“No, not nervous, just.. ah, have a lot on my mind, I guess.” He smiled, sitting the bottle in his lap.
“See, even you’re smart enough to see how that’s a bigger problem than the storm. We’ve dealt with storms before, it’s like second nature at this point.”
“You’d think, then, that being crowded into one place all together would stop being such an issue after a while.”
“Uhm, if we run out of anything that’s going to our biggest problem because without booze the majority of people in here can’t get along with each other and that’s more scary than some wind. I mean, I already hit someone so imagine everyone sober and dealing with each other. Yikes.”
“That.. yeah, okay, that’s fair.”
“Look fam, Ariana hit me up about the party and asked I’d make sure there’d be plenty of booze and other party favors. If you catch my drift. This shit is going to be lit as fuck so chill out I got you.”
“I kind of can’t help feeling that any lack of alcohol would be the least of our problems if the storm gets too bad.”
“My mom evacuated the girls to Columbia and I stayed here. Isn’t that ironic?” Alec rolled his eyes at his own situation, taking a long swig from a beer. “Shit’s dumb, that’s for sure.”
“At least you know they’re safe?” Ayden offered, methodically screwing and unscrewing the cap of his water bottle.
Charlie hated this. She absolutely hated everything about this. She hated the situation, she hated what had happened, but mostly she just hated herself for being the ring leader of everything that was going wrong in her life. As she walked up the stairs to the apartment of Ayden’s harebrained Valentine’s Day gift, she felt the butterflies in her stomach had now become nerves. She wasn’t excited to see her best friend turned boyfriend. She was nervous. She opened the door and let herself in, placing her bag on the table where she always did. She tried to seem as natural as she possibly could as she walked through the small apartment, finding him sitting in their room. She smiled at him, pulling at the headphones that were keeping him distracted. “Hey,” she said softly, sitting down on the bed. “Can we talk?”
@itsjustayden
Ayden had been becoming increasingly overwhelmed with his life as of late. With school, with extra curricular opportunities, with trying to appease his family, his girlfriend by spending time with them away from his own personal bubble. It's fine, he convinced himself. This is what he wanted. Things were going well in his life, he was happy. A little stress was worth it, for the end result.
That being said, Charlie’s presence was a welcome distraction from the work he was doing. If left to his own devices, he sometimes doubts he would ever take a break. “Hey, love,” he smiled back, quickly shuffling to move all the books and binders into one place to give her room to sit. “What’s up?”
“If you’re going to say something, then I suggest to keep whatever comment you have to yourself. I really don’t want to hear any of it.“
“I wasn’t-- I mean, I was, but not about- I’m just, uh, really sorry about that post. You didn’t deserve everyone,” he made a mostly incomprehensible gesture with his hands, “you know. It wasn’t anyone’s place to judge, or even know about it if you didn’t, uh.. want them to. Um. So, yeah. Also, I was going to buy this album, if that’s okay.”
hellojalen :
“I’m ignoring you because you’re so wrong. Actually, I don’t think you have. So I’m going to give it to you some more. Stop checking out and if you are going to check out, at least check in with me. Haha, see what I did there…”
“Yes, I see, you big nerd,” he laughed. “And I get it. No more checking out, promise.”
“You okay, though? I mean you called a lot, and while I’d love to think you were just that concerned, I would be kicking myself if you needed something and I wasn’t around.”
you and I both know we were never ‘just friends’, there was nothing platonic about the way my hands would shake for days after you’d touched them.
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jeremy-band :
“Why not? It’s entertaining. Aren’t they just looking for entertainment? I mean c’mon it’s a fucking great idea.”
“It’s definitely an idea.”
hellojalen :
“Okay, first of all Salt & Vinegar are good chips. Stop knocking them. Secondly, I thought you died. Jesus, you can’t do that to me.”
“They’re an actual abomination, they smell like feet and I can’t imagine they taste much better. --I’m really, really sorry. I just got a bit.. overwhelmed. Kind of needed to check out for a bit. Don’t worry, I’ve been sufficiently chastised for it.”
“Before you say anything, Mom already chewed me out for turning my phone off for so long. I’ve brought compensation in the form of those gross chips you like.”
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jeremy-band :
“I get the Olympics are cool and all that but like why isn’t modeling in the Olympics? Like why not let all those countries compete against each other? Like a Miss World or whatever but like Olympic style.”
“Isn’t that basically what Miss Universe is? Maybe significantly less sporty, but I don’t think that’s what anyone who watches that stuff is looking for anyways.”
lyricalmelody :
“Yeah, so I got an unofficial internship at this place in Charleston which means I can finally put my associate degree to work. Yass, lawd!“
“That’s fantastic news! Who are you interning with?”
Text - Charlie Daye
Charlie: That sounds good, I'd really like that
Charlie: I know you will, Ay, and I love you for that. It's just all crazy lol who would have known having a kid at seventeen was hard??
Charlie: kidding. but really, thank you. this is why you're my best friend
Ayden: It's a date, then.
Ayden: No one would be able to tell with the way you handle things. I know I say this a lot, but you're really doing a great job. You're an amazing mother.
Ayden: :) You're welcome