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a pretty face doesn't make a pretty heart.

[rileyiism-deactivated20160801]

“i talk nicely to pretty girls. but i don’t exactly see one right now.”

[karmariveria-blog]

“Excuse me? That may have hurt me but I know I’m hot as fuck, if I can bring rockstars too their knees with a look, I don’t think I need to be having self esteem issues.” 

[nresources]

“Would you do more push-ups if I did them with you? Like please? I mean you have to do more than a 1-minute long run to pass this class.” Rayna pouted, as she crossed her arms over her chest, shrugging softly. 

[karmariveria-blog]

“Do you really want to risk me sweating off this contour?”

[rileyiism-deactivated20160801]

“i’m not in the mood right now, so i’m going to put it as kindly as i can. fuck off.” the frustrated and tired boy spoke as he rested his head on the wooden table - not bothering to take note of who was talking to him.

[karmariveria-blog]

“That is no way to talk to a pretty girl, didn’t anyone ever teach you that?” 

[masonbeaudry-blog]

“I barely know you.”

[karmariveria-blog]

“Everyone misses staring at this body when i go away. Are you gonna help me or not?”

[karmariveria-blog]

“Did you miss me darling?” She ran her hands through her raven hair, ruby red lips stretching into a smile as she leaned forward, resting her elbows against the desk as she leaned forward. “I hope you’re going to help me catch up on all those missed assignments”

[laprincessajazmin]

Having the house to myself for a month is one of the best things I have heard in my life…so i’m thinking I need too throw a party any thoughts?

[karmariveria-blog]

“Party? My favorite word!”

[daltxnrxss-deactivated20160619]

“Just leave me the fuck alone! Your not fucking staying at my house!” Dalton yelled at the girl in front of him in tears. He rolled his eyes before turning back to his locker. “What?” He glared at the person on the other side of him.

[karmariveria-blog]

“that was a little harsh” karma chuckled, clearly amused. “had a bad day cutie?”

[karmariveria-blog]

bellavia:

“My teacher took my phone while I was mid-blog post. My followers are expecting me to update them and how the hell am I supposed to do that if I’m not allowed ten minutes on my phone? I mean, it’s English class, I was writing! Shouldn’t that count?”

“What exactly were you writing?”

[karmariveria-blog]

dmnbennett:

“Mine? Are you actually asking to see my homework?”

“It’s better than showing up empty handed benny.” 

[karmariveria-blog]

tiana--v:

“Sadly I had a late night too so I didn’t get to finish it. But you can copy what I’ve got.”

“Well thanks cutie, it’s a big help”

[karmariveria-blog]

jfclana:

“you actually think i did it? it’s like you don’t know me at all.”

“i was assuming you’d copy off someone” 

[soflsms]

“i guess. i copied off some scrawny kid so no promises it’s all right.”

[karmariveria-blog]

“scrawny kids tend to get it right i suppose”

[fmlalex]

“I know I’ve changed my mind a good few times, maybe something over eight times, but I honestly kind of dig this one for prom. What do you think?”

[karmariveria-blog]

“whoever you’re taking, is going to spend the entire night waiting to take that off you, you look stunning”

[htmlarwen]

“Crap, another nose bleed.”

[karmariveria-blog]

“need a hand?”

[karmariveria-blog]

stcrmjackscn:

Storm rested his head against a brick wall, deep breaths as he tried to steady himself. The sun warmed his back and that, accompanied with the increased heart rate had him spinning, when he pushed off the wall to continue running, he really didn’t expect to collide into someone, eyes wide and panicked. “I’m so sorry!”

“not everything needs to be 1000 mils an hour” she childed softly, looking over the boy with a disaproving shake of her head. “you’re overworking yourself”

[karmariveria-blog]

lynx-theminx:

“I’ve officially decided I’m not doing this prom thing.”

“that’s a shame, you really should reconsider. we can spike the punch and shit like that?”

[karmariveria-blog]

aphraclarke:

“Oh yeah, and where would that be?” Downing the shot, a bright smile crossed her face as she felt the alcohol go through her system.

“my bed, of course.”