Jaxis

She/Her 19

[sileomaolduin]

Actually, cocktail tip: Most of the really good cocktails you'll have on a night out follow a really simple formula;

2 parts Liquor + 0.5-1 part Citrus + 0.5-1 part Simple Syrup + 1 part Flavour

If you follow this formula, it's hard to go wrong. Most cocktails out there that people really like and order a lot are just sours with a twist and you look like some sort of mixological wizard if you learn this formula. If you're feeling fancy, get an array of bitters and add a few dashes, or shake with an egg white.

Play around with the proportions too. I like equal parts citrus and simple syrup, a few extra dashes of bitters, and extra on the flavourings; in particular, I make my own simple syrup using dark brown sugar. Particularly for my favourite cocktail, the Bramble. (Gin + Lemon + Simple Syrup + Chambord/Creme de Mure)

[jaxiswritings]

There they are. They’re sharing an umbrella while I’m on the other side of the road, getting absolutely drenched. I knew she would find someone so… perfect. He whispers something in her ear. Her hair falls over it and he slightly pushes it out of the way. My heart drops, it’s racing. My stomach is going wild. I feel like I’m going to throw up. Why won’t she just look at me, instead of him. Is she even into girls? I don’t know. I don’t care. Please look at me. Or better actually don’t. I don’t know what to do with myself if she actually looked at me. God, they’re so in love. They look into each other's eyes. I wish that was me. I hate that he’s such a nice guy. I should hate him. I want to hate him. I can’t. He treats her right. Like a princess. She deserves the world and that’s what he is. Her world. I really thought I stood a chance. Or maybe not. Maybe part of me always knew we’d never end up together. They kiss. Soft, slow, sweet. Just the way she deserves. I start to walk away. I can’t keep watching. Yeah, I always knew we’d never end up together. I just always kept hoping. Hope kills.

[jaxiswritings]

My Sun <3

“The sun sets, and it rises, and it sets, and it rises. It will never stop. So am I even important?” I turn my head to look at her. The question still lurking behind my eyes. I wasn’t sure if I really wanted an answer, and I guess she figured, because her eyes stay fixed on the view. The sky showing the most beautiful shades of reds, oranges and yellows. I look back to the sun and sigh. “It’s beautiful isn’t it? It was random, but  i agreed with her and slowly laid my head on her shoulder. 

“Y’know I really wish you didn’t have to go.”, I tell her. “I know, Baby.” I lift my head to look at her. The sun was just in the right spot for me to be able to see my own reflection in her brown eyes. It’s not fair. She’s finally here. I can touch her, hug her, kiss her. And now she has to go back home. I take a quick look around the busstop and see that there’s no one else. She softly grabs my chin to make me look at her. “I don’t want to go either, “ “Then why won’t you stay?” “Just listen to me baby. I don’t want to go. You’re the only important thing in my life, why would I want to leave that? To answer your question earlier; you’re very important. Yes the world will go on without you and yes not everyone will miss you. But to me? You are the most important person to exist. You are my light and my own beautiful setting sun.” I’m quiet for a moment. “To me,” I say, “that is more then enough.”