stranger than fiction;

Daisy Draper three two.   cook at the blue moon diner. I found love from the strength of letting go I found faith from the nights spent on my own I found me in a place too crazy to mention They say that life is stranger than fiction

[wnq-writers]

I miss you, but I don’t want to know who you’ve become.

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[nycbambi]

[ohlovequotes]

When you loved someone and had to let them go, there will always be that small part of yourself that whispers, “What was it that you wanted and why didn’t you fight for it?

Shannon L. Alder (via

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[worshipgifs]

Psalm 19-1-4

[teamscorpionbrasil-blog]

[florallpeach]

[lunalovelight]

Zodiac Signs Aesthetic  | Capricorn

[wnq-writers]

Feelings become deeper when you hide them.

charmaine penalba

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[snailina]

Me after one cup of coffee : i am beautiful and fast

i just almost missed my train because i was taking a personality quiz to find out what fruit I am

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[angstmemes]

Mun VS. Muse

[museinspo]

ｂａｓｉｃｓ:

WHO OF YOU IS:

Older? muse / mun Taller? muse / mun Richer? muse / mun Neater? muse / mun Nicer? muse / mun Smarter? muse / mun Funnier? muse / mun

ａｄｖａｎｃｅｄ:

Who is a better friend? muse / mun Who lies the most? muse / mun Who swears the most? muse / mun Who reads more? muse / mun Who is more creative? muse / mun   Who is more troubled? muse /mun Who has better morals? muse / mun  

[freyahart]

oh. “i – thought i must’ve mentioned,” if anything, daisy’s willingness to  ignore it made freya want to open up even more. she knows that that  wasn’t how daisy’s sentence was originally going to end, that there was something else she was going to say, and the fact she thought it over and decided to drop it makes freya want to be honest. “uhm – i was engaged. we never got married, if – if that’s what you’re wondering. we just,” she shrugs a shoulder. “never got there. we planned to move here after we got married, start fresh, but things just don’t work out sometimes, but i moved anyway. there’s no – it’s not this big dramatic thing or  anything. i suppose that’s what i get for thinking i was going to be with someone i met when i was nineteen forever. but, it’s fine.  i thought i might’ve mentioned  before, but – really, there’s no need to… it’s fine, it’s all good.”

[ofcdaisy-blog]

that was daisy, wasn’t it? ready to move on passed any personal or emotional information. & though she knew not everyone was like her in that respect, sometimes she wished they were. it was selfish to not want to hear details of freya’s past relationships, but dammit she didn’t want to know about whoever this person was. just as she was sure freya didn’t want to hear about her past love -- right? daisy’s hand reflexively moves to touch freya’s shoulder, she squeezes softly, a smile resting on her lips. “i know the feelin’.” she responds in a whisper, “i’ve...” slowly she drops her hand from her shoulder & bites on her lower lip before saying, “i’ve never been engaged or married. we had plans - like you & yours. start anew, but things change. i was 17 though. too young to settle, not that i knew otherwise.” she turns away slightly, “i’m glad it didn’t work out.” she whispers, quickly adding, “for me. i’m glad we didn’t work out.” there was this strong desire - this force wanting her to move closer to freya; her legs were practically trembling with energy. she swallows thickly, fingers linked together, “do ya ever think you’d get that far again?” she turns to her, “love again or whathaveyou.”

[makedovessing]

Felix head tilted when he heard Delilah sighed, but didn’t comment on it. Maybe it was personal and it wasn’t his business to know. “Yeah a bit more variety doesn’t hurt?” He stated simply, grabbing his metal box with the equipment he needed to make the bouquet. “Nothing special, just simple white ones to make it more lively. They have five pedals and are small.”

[ofcdaisy-blog]

“i’ll take ‘em then! are you going to arrange them for me? i’m shite at arranging.”

[ofcdaisy-blog]

If you were candy, what would you be?

“pop rocks! they taste awesome, they’re small & harmless then ya put them in ya mouth & whoosh! mouth-spolsion.”

[ofcdaisy-blog]

text ⇨ daisy 😍.

freya: What kind of cookie amateur do you take me for? :o

freya: Of course!

freya: Hypothetically.

daisy: well, then i think - hypothetically - i would love to help you get rid of them.

daisy: may even make a date of it ! bring only the best food movies: julie & julia, ratatouille, nina's heavenly delights. all the classics!

[baileycooper-blog1]

this may or may not have been new.

bailey hadn’t gotten the intention he would be followed after pulling the prank– the p e r f e c t prank for the p e r f e c t person, mind everyone ever. that was why when daisy showed up next to him, he did a comical double take ; his jaw hit the ground. for a moment, he was ‘ speechless. ’ partly because she had called him the great coop ( even if it was a joke ) and partly because he hadn’t expected it. “ more adventurous than anything you do, i’m sure, ” the words slipped out of his mouth easily once he was recovered.

“ p l e a s e, call me that again. i’m very turned on right now. ” he was practically b e g g i n g ; quoting the well-known antihero.

[ofcdaisy-blog]

ouch. why had that hurt her feelings? or, at least, put a small dent into her ribs. she was content with doing what she wanted when the time arouse - she went to clubs, walked the boardwalk, & -- wait was she defending herself? because of coop? the thought was laughable. “as adventurous as a 12-year-old, you mean.”

she scratches her eyebrow, put-off, “a dog in a mini skirt turns you on.”