I love gummy bears. I like biting their heads off.
How... violent. Not sure if I'd like to have that kind of violence around my daughter.

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@ofcdrew
I love gummy bears. I like biting their heads off.
How... violent. Not sure if I'd like to have that kind of violence around my daughter.
Nobody said you’d have to wait forever, Drew. Uh, I know it’s been a long time, it’s just still overwhelming. But, okay. If I give you the chance to explain yourself, will you promise to stop if things get a little too much for me? We’ll talk, but I know that it’s going to have to be a slow process.. it just is. If that’s not okay with you then I guess it won’t happen. Me frustrating you shouldn’t be a problem, imagine being in my place.. if I ran off and got pregnant with someone else’s kid while we were on a break. It’s bullshit, I’m sorry.
I promise to give you your space as soon as you need it. I just need to tell you enough and get it off my chest. Danielle, of course it's okay with me. Maybe it's the fact that you don't hate me that gives me hope that I can actually explain myself, but I won't push anything on you if you're not comfortable with it. I'm just really sorry. You're right, it's bullshit, and I just... I'll save my explanation for later.
Unfortunately, I think you’re right. Stretching is just so boring, though. You know…
Hey, I tend to say the right things at the right time. Since yoga doesn't seem to be your type, how about a massage? That's relaxing and you can stay awake if you want to.
What do you want me to say? I’m lost in all of this. Like I’ve said before it doesn’t matter how long it’s been, it still hurts that it ever even happened. And no I’m not saying that I wish Amethyst wasn’t born, because that’s not the case. She’s amazing.. it’s just, I don’t even know. And yeah, I would hope you’d be smarter than that.. I was only saying because.. well we obviously never know. Why are we even still having this conversation Andrew?
I didn't mean to hurt you. You know I could never do that to you... If you listen to me, if you actually hear me out, I'll prove myself. I'm not asking for your forgiveness, I just want you to know what happened. I don't want to stop talking to you and realize we'll never have a decent conversation again. I feel like this is my only chance to explain myself... but I keep losing that chance when you say you don't want to talk about it. When are you ever going to want to talk about it, Danielle? I can wait, I swear I can wait. I just- I don't think I can wait forever.
That’s completely understandable. But I would like to be awake and in a total state of body and mind. Kind of a goal of mine.
Then you're going to have to sacrifice yourself with the stretching.
You're My Favorite ; DJ&Drew
She playfully rolled her eyes and let a laugh leave her lips as she sat down in the chair he had pulled out for her. “Since when are you such a gentleman,” she chuckled, as he gently pushed her chair in under the dining room table. A light pink blush tinted DJ’s cheeks at Drew’s whispered words in her ear. What had he meant by that? She chewed down hard on her lower lip and fiddled nervously with her fingers. She wanted to ask him what that had meant, but she felt it would ruin “the mood”. Then her eyes took in the pasta he had made and her stomach growled- almost excitedly. “I’m sure it’s great, Andrew. Stop worrying,” she murmured, looking up at him with honest eyes. She felt like a teenager on an awkward first date with the first boy that’s ever asked her on a date-like-thing. Was this a date? She had so many questions that she had no answer to and it made her anxious. Did he think this was a date? Was this only friendly? “You know, you don’t need to worry, Andrew. I’m easily impressed, really. I enjoy spending lazy days in sweatpants with Sonny. This is really, really great, I promise,” she told him, smiling warmly.
Drew laughed in response. "What's that supposed to mean? You know I'd do anything to make a pretty lady feel like a queen." Sending another wink her way, he chuckled once more, this time at his own flirtatious comment, knowing he was probably overdoing it with the amount of nervousness rushing throughout him. He let out a little sigh and nodded. Looking up to meet her eyes, his breath almost hitched in his throat at the sudden intimacy he realized they were in. They were merely a table apart. It took everything in Andrew not to reach across and capture her lips in his. But with the boy's self control, he was able to bounce his leg up and down under the table in hopes of calming himself down. "Right... It's not like I put anything in the food. You'll be fine," Andrew responded with an assured smile. He tried his best to mask the tinge of jealousy that rose within him as he spoke, but his tone seemed slightly askew as he said, "Oh. Did you just come from there or something?" In order to stop himself from stabbing his plate at the realization that she was probably closer to his brother than she was to him, he took a sip from his glass of water, thankful to be able to hide his face behind it for even a moment.
I’ve always wanted to get into yoga and being “zen” and all. But I can’t find it in me to just stretch for hours on end.
Honestly, zen to me is sleep. If I can get that, I am in a total state of body and mind.
I knew you were straight. Do I get a prize for guessing your sexuality right?
I have an extra bag of gummy bears if you're into those.
I’m guessing you’re straight?
Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner!
Right. You said, and I quote: “I’m letting you do what you wanna do.” I wasn’t asking for permission to do whatever the hell I want to do; you not trusting me is entirely different.
Yeah, yeah. I don't wanna talk about this when we're clearly going to be on different pages. The fact is I don't trust you, and that's that.
Actually I don’t. Are you gay?
What do you think? Take a wild guess.
Just ‘cause I take part in things you don’t support doesn’t mean I’m incapable of thinking straight, nor does it make me any less trustworthy. Cool, because I wasn’t asking for your permission regardless, bro.
I'll have to see it to believe it. You didn't? Well it sure seemed like it, considering you're trying to explain why I should trust you.
If I were a guy, I’d be gay because girls are crazy as fuck.
How do you know I'm not? -- Actually no, you would know the answer to that.
Um boys are gross, but still cute.
Hm, pretty much like how guys see girls--except it's more like girls are weird, but still cute.
Care to enlighten me then? I’ll believe what I want, just ‘cause it’s from the internet doesn’t mean it’s any less true.
I'd rather trust someone in a normal state of mind, if that makes any sense. Well there's no stopping you, bro. I'm letting you do what you wanna do.
Yes. Now I'm curious... How did you respond when someone told you about it?