Hello, Beautiful

Madeline B. Saint 22. "though she be bit little, she is fierce." -William Shakespeare.

[msaintpost-blog]

i’ll try and get on tonight guys... DAN AND PHIL TICKETS ARE GOING ON SALE AND IM SCREAMING BYE I LOVE YOU RIP ME 

[hcldingon-blog]

“It sounds beautiful, what’s Vegas without drunk people anyways!”

[msaintpost-blog]

“I’d be happy to show you the pictures. And most of them were pretty hilarious...”

[avamedina]

“Okay, right, whatever. Excuse me, I need to use that mirror.”

[msaintpost-blog]

“Since you asked nicely...” Maddie stepped aside, smiling, “I’m Madeline by the way... You seem like a new face..”

[avamedina]

“Yeah, you kind of are.”

[msaintpost-blog]

“Usually people would say excuse me....Manners are still a thing...”

[avamedina]

“So why are you standing in my way of the only mirror in this place?”

[msaintpost-blog]

“I--I’m not in your way am I...?”

[hcldingon-blog]

“You went to Vegas?! Lucky girl! I’ve always wanted to go. What’s it like? Is it like the movies?”

[msaintpost-blog]

“Yep! The big fancy dude building the thing sent a whole lot of us. It was kind of lick the movies... lots of drunk people... it was beautiful though.”

[nvmkai]

“It is nice… sometimes. Y’know like when you need to think or just chill out. Other times it’s kinda sad being the only person awake at 3am.”

[msaintpost-blog]

“3am? That’s awfully early. Do you have a lot on your mind? You can vent to me if you do.. I don’t mind.”

[wesley-ryu-blog]

“Or all the action. There was so much to do there.”

[msaintpost-blog]

“I took tons and tons of pictures! And drank once.. but... What did you do!?”

[eddiehmu]

“I mean it’s Vegas. No offense to Brighton or anything, but like… Vegas,” he repeated with a slight chuckle, as if it was obvious. “I’ve experienced way more in that one week there than my two months here. It’s lowkey depressing to be back.”

[msaintpost-blog]

“What exactly did you do? OH! Did you get married to a random stranger?!”

[ohmax]

“Aw, I feel you, Mads. Maybe we can go back one day. I don’t know how I would afford it but- maybe I could win the lottery. You know, anything is possible.”

[msaintpost-blog]

“I didn’t see you at all when we were there Max... I was hoping i’d at least see you a bit to drunk passed out in the lobby cuddled up to a giant candy bar.”

[nvmkai]

“I think I miss the lights the most too. Or the fact that no matter what time it was, there were always people outside and alive. Things just get so dark and quiet here after a certain time.”

[msaintpost-blog]

“Usually late at night was when you found the most alive people... they were loud. And I don’t mind much when Brighton is quiet... it’s nice...”

[msaintpost-blog]

what's your favorite kind of dog?

All dogs... but currently... PUGS!

[msaintpost-blog]

[msaintpost-blog]

Tae & Ivy seem to be the only two you tiffed with? Do you think they're bad people????

Tae is a nice person, so is Ivy. Ivy’s sarcastic with me. Always has been. No one is a bad person. Some people just make bad decisions.

[msaintpost-blog]

Why are you always so nice to people?

To me it all comes down to “you get what you dish out”. I’ve met people here who were jerks to me, but why be a jerk back? What does that prove of who I am. Plus, I don’t know what people are going through to make them act out. You never know, maybe my kindness could help in some way...

[msaintpost-blog]

is there anyone in brighton youd consider a good friend of yours? is there anyone you would think of settling with? is there anyone you would fight? is there anyone who makes you feel like you're worth something more than you think you are?

Max has always been my friend and while I don’t dislike anyone Tae and Ivy get on my nerves some days. I would never fight them, nor anyone. Max makes me feel like i’m worth a bit more... then again to see someone smile... it makes me feel accomplished. Also.. No one I would think of settling with. At least not yet!

[msaintpost-blog]

Anyone you'd date?

Max. Always Maxxy boy. Also Remy is a funny guy. He was enjoyable when he was a drunken ol’ boy!