B L O O M

Happiness radiates like the fragrance from a flower and draws all good things towards you.

[breathtakingwomen]

Sarah Hyland on the Set of Modern Family, Los Angeles (15 September, 2017)

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I’ve finally worked on connections page so just let me know if something interests you! There aren’t that many but they can be a good starting base for move developped plots tbh! Lia & Joe

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Mood

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📱↠ ford

ford: woke up on someone's lawn again

ford: this is becoming an all too common occurrence

ford: anyway, rock and roll

lia: how can you sleep on a lawn?

lia: how can you sleep on something so uncomfortable?

lia: teach me your ways because i can barely sleep in my bed

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brdleymillign:

“Keep your greasy slice to yourself, Pumba, I’m all good. That looks like something a rat would fry on the train tracks for breakfast,” Bradley grumbled, tugging a stolen pair of sunglasses down from her hair to slide them atop the subtly freckled bridge of her nose with significant laziness. “I can’t eat. I feel like there’s a tiny little swamp man hiding in my stomach and fucking everything up in there. It’s Armageddon.”

“Oh gross.” She said once Bradley was done speaking, her face pulling into a disgusted look. Her words were enough for the girl to let the slice of pizza fall back in the box. “I’d rather my greasy slice of pizza than a swamp man in my stomach, but I can’t get this picture off my mind now.”

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ecstofeden:

Eden looked up at the girl from where she was sat, squinting slightly because of her headache, shaking her eyes from the fluorescent light above them with her hand. At the offer of coffee, her irritation lessened, and she let out a small sigh. “Yeah, yeah sorry. Coffee would be great, thanks.” She gave her a small smile.

Lia allowed a small smile to stretch on her lips before taking place in front of the other girl. She had a tendency to get two small coffees instead of just one. A sweet and a bitter one, although she’d often just drink the bitter one and throw the other one after drinking half of it. “I guess you don’t want anything sweet?” She asked, sliding a cup in front of her.

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bvbyvalmxnt:

“Definitely not what I want. Pizza’s all yours.” Sienna murmured, a cat-like smirk sitting on her features, “once you’ve had the real deal in Italy - America’s version of pizza just simply doesn’t cut it.” Her nose wrinkled with a small shake of her head as she tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear, “– Just - mind chewing with your mouth closed? The sound is obscene and seeing the food slosh around in your mouth is making me borderline uncomfortable.”

“Oh sorry, of course.” She started, before quickly shutting her mouth, a guilty look covering her features. It was only after she was done gulping down the bite in her mouth that she spoke again. “I really can’t tell about that. I’m guesing it’s better than Domino’s but I’ve never even been out of the States.” She started rambling, only wishing she had the chance to travel anywhere away from here.

[aesthetics-core]

Aries + INFP

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I’m too salty for this world.

anyway i’m home now and i’ll be on for the rest of the day so just let me know if you want to plot or talk or w/e

[enjoy-the-life-baby]

You are not your parents, You are you. Think like you.

Jos. (via enjoy-the-life-baby)

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Genevieve: All I did was drink

Genevieve: and then throw up but you know

Cordelia: that sounds terrible

Cordelia: i feel fine, do you want me to bring over a coffee?

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yall are amazing omg but i should probably go to bed soon

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liamadlr:

“Listen, I don’t know how to do CPR, so if you start chokin’ on that pizza you’re wolfin’ down, there isn’t anything I’m gonna be able to do about it, alright? Spare me the anxiety and slow down, will you?”

“Oh. My. God. You sound just like my mom.” Lia gasped, shaking her head a little. “But I’ll be fine, it’s not the first time I eat like this. Just go grab someone if anything happened. Which won’t happen!”

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Stefan: Want to meet me at Starbucks? On me today?

Cordelia: if it's on you, i don't see a reason to refuse

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Genevieve: that party has me so hungover, like i’m just

Genevieve: AH

Cordelia: how is everyone so hungover?

Cordelia: i just got a coffee and i'm good

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“What? You’ve never seen a girl eating pizza before?” Cordelia said right after taking a bite from her pizza, her mouth still full. “I’m not sharing if that’s what you want.”

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ecstofeden:

“You know what would be nice? If you could talk more quietly.” The words might have sounded harsh but after a night so many tequila shots that she had lost count, whatever else she had taken, and whoever she’d done, Eden was sore, irritated, and extremely hungover. Every morning she regretted her choices, but she knew as soon as she got the chance she would repeat it all over again. “You’re yelling and it’s not appreciated.”

It really wasn’t all that hard for Cordelia to come back from a hangover. Just a large, bitter black coffee was enough. But perhaps this time, she really did drink less than usual, which was why she felt surprisingly good. “I’m sorry.” She finally apologized, the smile on her face disappearing quickly. “Would you like some coffee? Might help you.” She added hesitantly after.