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@justflor-blog1
brittanyxsxpierce:
My head hurts. I’ve been spending the last hour trying to charge my phone but every time I plug it into my laptop, it says ‘syncing,’ and…I’m pretty sure it doesn’t know how to swim.
it... is charging? syncing means it’s taking all the stuff from your itunes library and putting it onto your phone, but it should be charging it while it’s doing that?
sync =/= sink, sis.
smythelorelai:
Yeah, too bad there aren’t any cool killer vampires in Twilight, other than the villains who are highkey boring.
Rosalie was kind of a badass though. She could totally join our girl gang.
lowkey had a thing for cam gigandet. i watched all of the oc, like, last summer and volchuk? is? very? attractive? but james was a lil bitch, so there’s that.
KIND OF? girl. she slaughtered all of her rapists in her wedding dress and went for her trashcan of a fiance last just so he’d know she was coming for him. she’s “bow down” worthy. she and alice both, tbh.
rufuslynn:
SHIT YOU’RE RIGHT.
I think you’re a genius. Like. Legit. I’m just gonna need some time to put that together, so like, next year for sure.
i mean, i already knew that i was, but i’m glad somebody agrees? finally? i love being appreciated in the year of our lord, 2018.
if anybody can pull it off, it’s... probably you. mostly because i can’t even think about anybody else who’d be willing to try.
lopezcarmen:
I adore it. Finally someone with an actual suggestion, however one small problem…I need Jamie to have a matching costume. Does Carmen Sandiego have a boyfriend and/or male counterpart?
Girl, come on. He can be Where’s Waldo. Just think about how cute it’d be. AND CLEVER, but I’ll even let you take the credit.
FLOR 💀✉️🥀 SARAH
FLOR: i impulsively got a tattoo
FLOR: on my hip
FLOR: why am i doing things
FLOR: why did i do that
FLOR: i needed to tell someone because i’m trying not to have a panic attack but it also seemed very skank-like but pointing out that it’s skank-like is not skank-like and
FLOR: anyway i’m bad at everything
rufuslynn:
Dudes. Who wants to do a couple costume with me cause like… be the Cool Whip to my Nae Nae horse, please and thank you.
hate to say that no cool whip costume is ever going to top this cinematic masterpiece right here, so you might want a plan b.
a plan bee, if you will.
go as the bee movie. the whole cast. just freakin’ do it.
lopezcarmen:
I know this is pretty late but does anyone have any good halloween costume ideas? No, I will not dress up as Selena so don’t even try to suggest it.
get this: where in the world is carmen sandiego?
love it? loooove it?
smythelorelai:
Halloween season. You know what that means. Terrible horror movies being released every hour on the hour. Plus, they’re re-releasing Twilight next week. Someone come sit in the back of the a dingy theater and make fun of all these terrible movies with me stat.
if the invitation stands, i am so there. team alice, all the way. getting to read boys’ minds and then drain them of all their blood? talk about goals.
yeah, we’re wearing all black yeah, we’re gonna talk back yeah, the girls are like that now
smythelorelai:
Lorelai was sitting at a table alone while her embarrassing squad of friends were ironically badly dancing on the floor when someone sat next to her. Great, social interaction at a school event. She’d rather commit seppuku.
“Please don’t make this dance any more miserable than it has to be,” she groaned. “I’d like to stew alone in my misery.”
The only people that Flor didn’t really feel out of place with anymore were the Skanks, and even then, she still felt painfully like the new kid at the lunch table. She was sure it would just take some time to adjust, some eggshells to walk over, and she would get there. Right? She’d get to the good place where things just sort of... clicked?
Right now, her legs were tired from dancing, and she broke away from the circle she’d been in to make her way to a table -- the only one that seemed vacant and harmless was the one that held Lorelai, who was alone. She hadn’t spoken to her much, all things considered, but she liked her. She didn’t really know her, but she liked her.
Hopefully the feeling was mutual.
She braced herself at the words, but shrugged anyway. “Sorry, there isn’t really anywhere else to sit, and I figure this is the best option I’ve got,” she said with a little smile. “Not feeling the dancing? I’m pretty sure they’re about to start a cha-cha line to SexyBack.”
othergilbert:
Jude was just coming off the dance floor when he spotted The Littlest Skank across the gymnasium. Surprisingly in a good mood even inside the confines of McKinley but that might have been mostly because of the mix of being drunk AND high. Even if he spent most of his time at school being high, being drunk was helping his dancing and tolerance of most of the student body.
“Can’t handle a little bit of rum, Lopez? ” Jude asked with a chuckle in his voice then poured some punch into his glass. “If you need to take the edge off I still have half the joint I smoked in the car.”
Flor’s head turned when she was Jude heading toward her, and she lifted her lips in a smile. It was kind of impossible to not feel at ease around him, almost like having a cool big brother around who somehow managed to charm and also intimidate you at the same time.
“In my defense, I did swallow the drink,” she pointed out weakly, having to laugh at herself in the process. She’d never actually smoked a joint, and she didn’t want to admit that to Jude, because, like... she was in the Skanks now. She’d joined them. She was ONE OF THEM. Not that he’d probably care. He didn’t seem like he would.
But maybe it would help her relax. And girl seriously needed to freaking chill.
“Thanks. I might just take you up on that.” She finished the rest of her drink, hoping her face didn’t show that it was a tad too strong for her. “You and Sarah both look really good tonight, by the way. Definitely won King and Queen in my book. Anti-King and Anti-Queen, maybe. Whatever that would be.”
She was only here for Carmen. That was it, plain and simple. The only reason she was here was to be a good cousin and support Carm.
The thing was, Flor still didn’t know where she stood with the school -- she didn’t know how to fit in, or if she was supposed to fit in at all. Everybody had already formed their own opinions of her as it was, and that was what had driven her to the Skanks in the first place.
Did she even fit in there? Or anywhere?
Were they even here tonight? God, was she lame for coming?
She was such an idiot.
Flor paced around a little, twisting and spinning on the heel of her stiletto (it granted her a whole four inches, and she would take all the extra height she could get), before making her way to the punch bowl and pouring herself a glass.
A glass that she almost immediately spit back in her cup, before remembering that, hi, yeah, she was supposed to be cooler than that.
“Okay. Yeah. Spiked.”