Magnetic Girls.

Jasmine Courier | I'm a Frenchie. | Twenty- Three, but Forever Twenty-One | Fashion Major.

[samanthamariaofficial]

[jvsminesee-blog]

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Blaze: I'll keep that in mind next time

Blaze: I try tbh

Blaze: anything actually edible like, idk, pizza?

Blaze: you gotta say it's for killian tho, "blaze" isn't exactly my real name

Blaze: if you ever call me tht I will kill you tbh tho

Jazz: You'll thank me later.

Jazz: Pizza i can do- toppings? Cause i'm thinking pepperoni? or is that too basic??

Jazz: i know there's an emoji somewhere...

Jazz: 😅 😆. Found them.. can I use it like once???

[itsmarissabennett-blog]

“it’s a huge thing…like if I screw this up there goes my entire career.  I know I’ll do fine, I just can’t shake my nerves.”

[jvsminesee-blog]

“Don’t think about that kind of stuff. You’re talented- you know you are. Just take some deep breaths and listen to some kick ass music. That’s what I do before presentations.”

[alinarps]

THE AESTHETIC SERIES » THE RETROPHILE.

She finds beautyin the things that transcend eras, the ones that are older than herself and seem older than time.

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This is really good.

[gdisofia-blog]

Let this day go down in history. I finished writing up all the releases that needed to by done for this week, so my boss let me go home. Early. I love today. Oops, here I am rambling away – I forgot to introduce myself! I’m Sofia, it’s nice to meet you.

[jvsminesee-blog]

Congrats! This calls for a celebration- of course with food cause I”m starving. No, it’s okay- I’m Jasmine. It’s nice to meet you too. Are you from around here?

[jvsminesee-blog]

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blaze: listen i really hate sushi

blaze: why are all my business meeting in the fucking sushi restaurant up the street from the office

blaze: raw fish is unnatural

blaze: bring me real food to my office please

Jazz: Same, tbh. I don't get the attraction. Though you should go for the tempuras. Those are cooked and taste GAF!!!

Jazz: Why don't you recommend a new place to eat?

Jazz: I'm a few blocks over- what do you want?

[itsmarissabennett-blog]

“My show opens tomorrow and nervous doesn’t even put into words my feelings.”

[jvsminesee-blog]

“Why in the hell are you nervous? Have you seen yourself perform? You’ll do amazing. I swear.”

[blazereece]

Try not to die around me, if I’m not on the clock, I will not save your life.

[jvsminesee-blog]

Got it. Just one question, why is a half-assed good Samaritan in the business of saving lives?

[dottieyourwaitress-blog]

“A certain someone? Care to tell me a little more about them? Picking out flowers is fun!”

[jvsminesee-blog]

“Haha, yeah- he’s the sweetest, definitely unconventional. But that’s the thing, I don’t know much about him. We just met and I just want to be nice. I might get someone myself! I’m thinking about doing some redecorating.”

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Jasper smiled, enthralled by her eyes; they were sparkling in the fluorescent bathroom light. He felt engulfed by them, entranced even. He listened to her speak but could barely focus - she was so beautiful to him in that moment, the room spinning slightly as he stumbled out of the bathroom with her hand in his.

The dancing was exactly what Jasper needed. His blood felt like it was pulsing through his body, the loud bass drilling into his brain and becoming part of him. His body moved in time to the beat, warm and relaxed–he felt good. Jasper looked towards his new companion, stunned a little by her beauty yet again. She moved near to him, turning and closing the space between their bodies, his chest pressed to her back. The crowd quickly became packed, until they had no space between them. Jasper placed his hands on her hips, holding them and pulling her body even closer to him.

The music was pounding through his body, making him feel as though he and Jasmine were connected, their bodies swaying and shaking together, in time to the tune. Jasper couldn’t help but smile, the whole situation making him feel alive with ecstasy. He spun Jasmine around so she was facing him, gently running a thumb over Jasmine’s cheek, curious - it was as soft as it looked. He laughed to himself, at how high he was. “I like you, Jasmine. You’re fun. You’re a lot of fun.”

[jvsminesee-blog]

Having a good time would’ve been a complete understatement for Jasmine. She was no longer in her sobriety- feeling nothing but complete stimulation from all areas. Together the two gyrated, jumped, and just lived in the moment to the music that crawled out of the speakers. This was what made the days worth it, the nights that left you barely standing- or in in Jasmine’s case, breathing. Jasper managed to take her breath away and she barely knew him. He could’ve been anyone and the mere thought made her cringe, thinking about her ex, but that chapter died a long time ago.

Spinning on her heels, the girl faced her new friend- her eyes bright and full of excitement. With Jasper caressing her cheek, Jas could only feel millions of tiny needles prickling away as her skin. Her heart was beating a little too fast, even faster than her mind was working which was making her dizzy. She grabbed onto his forearms for support, not letting go until she was sure she wouldn’t hit the ground- she wasn’t ready yet. Not until she was sure she’d meet him again. Jasmine leaned in when she saw his lips moving, Craning her neck so his words fell directly into her ear. She pulled back, grinning. taking a hold of his hands once again.

Without another words, Jasmine led Jasper through the rambunctious crowd of people. She giggled as she felt droplets of alcohol fly onto the exposed areas of her skin, turning around from time to time to make sure Jasper was still close behind. Finally reaching the door, the blonde swung it open, bringing the two outside. In comparison to Jasper and the tall apartment buildings, Jasmine felt like an ant, but safe. She knew she’d always feel safe around him. They circled the building, coming to a stop when she led him to a small alleyway with streetlights on both ends. “I could barely hear you before.” She giggled as she gently pushed him against the brick wall. “But I heard a bit. I like you too Jasper. I don’t know who you are and what you want, but I want to see you again.” For a minute she was solemn with her words, trying to be as serious as the drugs would let her. However, it wasn’t long before she was smiling again, leaning forward to plant a small kiss on his lips. “You’re a lot of fun.”

[dottieyourwaitress-blog]

“Welcome to Fanny’s Flowers! How can I help you?”

[jvsminesee-blog]

“Hello, I’m just looking for something to give to a certain someone. I’m not good with picking flowers but it shouldn’t be that hard-right?”

[jvsminesee-blog]

[sendameme]

BOLD all that applies to your muse!

Eyes: Blue | Green | Brown | Hazel | Grey | Other Hair: Blonde | Brown | Black | Red | Ginger | Grey/White | Multi-color | Other Body Type: Skinny | Slender | Slim | Lean | Built | Curvy | Athletic | Muscular Skin: Pale | Light | Fair | Freckled | Tan | Olive | Medium | Dark | Discolored  Gender: Male | Female | Trans | Cis | Agender | Genderqueer | Genderfluid | Other Sexuality: Heterosexual | Homosexual | Bisexual | Pansexual | Asexual | Demisexual | Other Species: Human | Undead/Vampire | Shapeshifter (Weres) | Demon | Angel | Witch/Wizard/Sorcerer | Incubus/Succubus | Other Education: High School | College | University | Higher Education  Living Situation: Lives alone | Lives with parents/guardian | Lives with significant other | Lives with a friend | Drifter | Homeless Parents/Guardian: Mom | Dad | Adoptive | Foster | Grandparents | Family friend Relationship: Single | Crushing | Dating | Engaged | Married | Separated | It’s complicated I’ve been: In Love | Hurt | Sick | Abused I have a(n): Learning Disorder | Personality Disorder | Mental Disorder | Anxiety Disorder  I’ve had/I have a(n): Eating Disorder | Substance-related Disorder Things I’ve done before: Drank alcohol | Smoked | Done drugs | Stolen | Self harmed | Starved myself | Had a threesome | Gotten into a fist fight | Gone to the hospital | Gone to jail | Used a fake ID | Gone to a rave | Killed someone Positive Traits: Affectionate | Adventurous | Ambitious | Artistic | Athletic | Bold | Brave | Calm | Careful | Charismatic | Charming | Confident | Creative | Determined | Fearless | Friendly | Fun | Generous | Gentle | Honest | Humorous | Imaginative | Independent | Intellectual | Intelligent | Loyal | Modest | Nice | Optimistic | Patient | Peaceful | Resourceful | Selfless | Sociable | Sophisticated | Strong | Versatile | Virtuous | Wise | Witty  Negative Traits: Aggressive | Anxious | Arrogant | Awkward | Bossy | Clumsy | Conceited | Cowardly | Cynical | Destructive | Dishonest | Doubtful | Envious | Fearful | Greedy | Gullible | Ignorant | Impatient | Impulsive | Insecure | Irresponsible | Jealous | Malicious | Moody | Morbid | Narrow-minded | Obnoxious | Pessimistic | Possessive | Reckless | Rude | Sad | Sarcastic | Self-conscious | Selfish | Timid | Unstable | Weak-willed

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“Hey, you’re not a dick. Not at all, I was just being fuckhead,” Jasper said quickly, feeling shittier than he’d like to admit for making Jasmine feel that way. He didn’t usually care much about people he met at parties, and he especially didn’t care what they thought of him, but it was undeniable - he wanted to impress this girl, wanted her to like him. He didn’t know why, but he was drawn to her. She was enchanting, different. He smiled as she explained how she knew their friend, nodding. “That sounds cool. He’s a great fuckin’ guy. One of my favorite customers.” Jasper reflected, the cocaine coursing through his veins making him euphoric. “Foreign kid? Shit.” his brows furrowed, thinking - if he wasn’t as high as he would, he’d probably be pissed off. He wasn’t one to get mad about someone selling on his ‘turf’, but it sounded like this guy already had a great rep, and if he wanted to make any sales he’d have to start competing with the guy.

The thought slipped away almost instantly when Jasmine began speaking again, his concentration turned completely to her. He could think about it later on, anyway. “This is imported. Comes from a place in South America,” Jasper grinned, locking eyes with Jasmine for a moment. “If you wanna dance, I wanna dance. Let’s go.” Jasper murmured, placing his hands on her hips for a moment before she peeled away. They snaked between people to the center of the room, Jasper grabbing her hand and pulling her through groups of people gyrating against each other. The bass boomed loudly through the room as he turned to face Jasmine, flashing her a grin as he stepped closer to her, hips swaying as he moved.

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Jasmine automatically managed a child-like smile. “You weren’t being a fuckhead. You were being weird- but it was cute.” She reassured him with a playful nudge on the shoulder. It felt good to be back on track. Everything seemed to be going too well too fast. The week had been merciless and in one night she was higher than she had been in years and hanging out in the bathroom with the kind of guy you’d only see in your dreams. He was dangerously  handsome- Jasmine being certain that she wasn’t hallucinating. She wasn’t that high to have such an extensive conversation by herself- she couldn’t be. As he spoke, the petite woman poked at his abdomen. He was definitely real. So how in the hell was she this lucky to have stolen him away from the rest of the world. Well, one thing was for sure- he had to have had a girlfriend. As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Jasmine automatically furrowed her brows. Where did that come from? Why did she even care? The chances of them meeting again were slim to none and she was wasting this moment thinking, again. “Hmm? Oh yeah, he’s something else- he’s how I got started.” She admitted sheepishly. Now he probably thought she was uncool and just another groupie. “Yeah, he’s from- fuck, L.A? I don’t know I’d be lying if I said I was listening all the way.” Shrugging her shoulders, Jasmine laughed at her blunder. “Honestly, I’ve never bought from someone- directly, if that makes sense. I usually give him my money, he goes and buys it, and probably gives he his shitty leftovers.”

“South America. I’ve never been, don’‘t think I’ve ever gone- but I’ve been to Paris..” With her eyes meeting his, Jasmine could help but wander off with her words. She fell silent, just looking into them. The colors baited her in, while her heart raced around the room. Gulping silently, she cleared her throat and looked away.  “What?” Jasmine turned to him and laughed. Before she knew it, the two of them left the bathroom and made their way onto the living room/dance-floor. It was congested with the mosh-pit of dancers- it seemed as though everyone was dancing with everyone. Chills raced down her spine when he grabbed her hand but felt like nothing compared to when he had touched her waist. Nevertheless, the moment she felt the force of the bass piercing her chest, the only thing Jasmine could feel was the music and the only thing she could see was Jasper. She cheered him on as he started dancing, smirking as he neared her. Her instinct told her to to close the gap between them and she did, her body moving to the music. Her hair flew wildly to the music, her hands gently coiled around Jasper’s neck, and her back now pressed against his chest, moving in synch with him.”

[luncrzarchived]

“Thank my brother, it’s his. And no problem. How’re you feeling today?”

[jvsminesee-blog]

“Send him my love a thousand times over. I feel like shit, but it’s what I get- right? I didn’t inconvenience you or anything-right?”

[zamirkhushal-blog]

It’s harder said then done, unfortunately. That’s what they say anyway but you and I both know that’s not true. Or a taxi cab driver. Only thirty but it’s been at least 8 years sense I’ve been a student. It just feels like a long time. You’d be amazed at how quickly things can pile up.

[jvsminesee-blog]

Yeah, but you’ve got it under control-right? That’s complete and utter bullshit. But you have to smile and deal with it anyways for the sake of a potential sale. Hey, I’d rather a cabie than a sales associate at least you’re not confined to a crowded space all day. And drunk people are the funniest. So why don’t you just go back to school- that’s what I did. Would you like some help?