young wild && free

So what we get drunk so what we smoke weed we're just having fun We don't care who sees so what we go out that's how its supposed to be Living young and wild and free

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Booboo’s interview with Tiger Beat and BOP on the set of Good Luck Charlie.

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@abouthayden

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I’m gettin’ bi

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@wtfalexx @rowansp

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|I Want to Believe| Hayman

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abouthayden:

Hayden wasn’t close with her family, at least not the members she had left, but she was close with Roman. In some ways, he had become like family to her and she would do anything to protect him. Her dark eyes softened at him as she moved her fingers up to brush away the tears staining his cheeks. “Stay with me, R.” It wasn’t a question, she didn’t want him to be alone like this and she knew he wouldn’t want that either. “I have plenty of room for you. You can even have the bed.” She pushed a half-smile onto her lips in an attempt to lighten the mood. “Please?”

“is it a racecar bed?” he asks, taking in her smile & trying to match it. though it fades ever so as he sighs, thinking over her proposal. he’d never spent a christmas away from his family, but then again, no one in his family had ever disappeared either. it wasn’t like roman to run away from his problems, but he was learning a lot about himself this week so who’s to say who roman really was? “thank you, hayden. you’re...” he sighs again, a stray tear falling, “really amazing.”

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|I Want to Believe| Hayman

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abouthayden:

Her arms tightened around him when she heard the choked sobs muffled by her shoulder. She had never seen him like this, it was hard for to even imagine this was real. Hayden would never understand why bad things always seemed to have to good people. If she was sure of anything, Roman did not deserve this kind of pain. “You’re gonna be okay.” She hushed, her hand rubbed soothing circles over his back. “I got you. It’s okay.”

he’d been bottling his emotions up all week. tossing & turning between anger and silence. roman had regretted how he treated sam during this time & how muted he allowed himself to be around alex & rowan. he was unsure how to put everything into words, but hayden seemed to make things better ( if that was such a thing considering ). his sobs grow softer & he looks up from her shoulder, “i don’t wanna go home without them, hay. i can’t...” his eyes, damp & clouded by tears, lock onto hers, “i just can’t.”

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|I Want to Believe| Hayman

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abouthayden:

Her grip on his arm tightened as he spoke, her eyes watching his face so careful like she was afraid he might crack. She could hear the emotion every word he spoke and it completely shattered her heart. “Hey, hey come here.” She mumbled as she pulled him closer to wrap her arms around him. “It’ll be okay.” She promised though she wasn’t really sure but she had to be for him. She held onto him for as long as he would let her, not caring that it was cold or damp outside, only caring that he was okay.

roman held onto her like his life depended on it & honestly it just may as well have. he felt useless, vulnerable - as if everything he once knew no longer mattered. he wanted his family back together, but he wanted more than that. he wanted to make sense of why bad things happen, why people went missing, why they died -- why people were so cruel. holding onto her, he buried his face into her shoulder, tears rolling down his cheeks effortlessly. “it’s not okay.” he sobs, “nothings okay.”

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@remybyy: are balls are real thing? i've always wanted to go to a ball...

@peacelovengreenstuff: @remybyy i read this so wrong at first...

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💕 for alex bye

Send 💕 + a name/URL for my muse’s first impression of them

“he smells like weed & broken dreams – i like ‘em. any comrade with a great weed dude is always welcomed. also those glasses are all kinds of righteous. i wonder if he really needs them? and his hair is legit! we gotta be friends, right now, immediately.”

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wtfalexx:

“come on bud, you wanna get high and you can tell me what’s wrong?”

“i’m not really in the mood, comrade.”

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|I Want to Believe| Hayman

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abouthayden:

Hayden didn’t let go until he did, her hand rubbing his back the entire time. “What do you mean… missing?” Her eyes never left him as she took a seat next to him on the steps. “Roman, I…” There wasn’t a correct way to respond and she knew that but she said to say it anyway. “I’m so sorry.” A soft sigh escaped her lips. She wanted to help so badly, she hated seeing him like this but, she also didn’t want to pry with questions. “Do you… will you tell me what happened?” She asked hesitantly, her hand landing on his arm. 

he sighs, bringing his knees to his chest, “all i know is that they went to a concert & haven’t come back.” roman runs a shaky hand through his matted hair, “i miss ‘em, ya know? it’s like... you dunno what you got till it’s gone type of shizz. every moment is precious & i knew that -- i... i knew that, but..” he wets his lips, quivering slightly, “fuck!”

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lizaxsmith:

“well i promise from now on i’ll be more specific with you.” she smiled nodding, “okay.. if you say so.”

“i’m gonna have a brownie. wanna brownie?”

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ferris wheels & chill ⇨ rommy

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fckksammy:

“Someone smart would hae given me up ages ago, but she’s strong and she’s patient.” Sam laughed at that, “No judging you, at least not out loud.”

he scoffs, “dude, you’re fuckin’ awesome. no way anyone would wanna give you up.” roman chuckles at her, head shaking, “how kind.” nearing the ring toss, roman limbers up ( no seriously ). he cracks his neck & knuckles ( and his back, and hip, and... well you get the idea ). “alright i’m ready.” he places a dollar on the table, tongue out, as he takes the ring squinting his eyes throwing it & missing the target. “that was practice, mmhmm, yup.”

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when i need you | rommy

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fckksammy:

“Not getting help means you turn into someone like me, and neither one of us wants that” Sam said bluntly stuffing hr hands in the pockets of her jeans. At his words, the pain of her black eye seemed to bother her more and she shook her head, “It helps.”

“is that what you tell yourself when you’re on the floor bleeding out?” he grabs an apple from the counter & takes a large bite, “what does it help with?”

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Frozen ground ✘ The Collins’

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bexcs:

axelcollinss:

Axel kept his gaze on Bex before he took a guilt. “Sorry…where is Xander we need to let him know we need to tell him.” He breathed as he held his sister in his arms, he felt weird being close to her again but he didn’t care right now he needed her and she needed him. “Roman is right Bex, you know dad, there is no way he would ever leave us and there is no way in hell that danny is going to miss out on moms pie.” He breathed in a small laugh as he wiped the tears away. “Hey roma no..”Axel breathed as he reached over and pulled his little brother into his other arm. “We are going to be fine, all of us ok.”

It was definitely odd to see Roman lost for words, but then again every single one of them seemed to react completely different than someone would assume. Biting the inside of her cheek to stop the tears that kept rolling down her cheeks, Bex turned her attention over to Axel, her twin brother as he spoke. “I- I think he’s with mom,” she replied, gulping slightly while running a hand across her face. She then became silent, simply listening to what her brothers were trying to say to calm everyone down - mainly her. With a small nod, she hid her face in her hands, her head dropping over to Axel’s chest while still tightly holding onto Roman’s hand. 

it was strange to hear axel being the voice of reason, but roman welcomed this change -- the only one he could welcome so openly. roman sighs, wetting his lips, trying to recall how to speak again. for the first time he was worried he’d say the wrong thing and he couldn’t bare to see his sister in this condition or for him to break down along with her. he rests his head against axel, taking in the closeness of his brother. it was true, he wasn’t all too happy with him after his stunt with bex, but it was too trivial now. “as long as we got each other.” he finally says, looking to them, “we’ll... we’ll be okay.”

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“What must Santa have been smoking to think his reindeer can talk?”

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“..why are you against the spirit of christmas?”