life's too short.

olympia li, 22, nobody.― life's too short to even care at all. i'm losing my mind, losing my mind, losing control. these fishes in the sea they're staring at me. a wet world aches for a beat of a drum. if i could find away to see this straight, i'd run away to some fortune that i should have found by now. i'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down.

[hxirry-blog]

texts — open

harry: ur naughty as fuck, that's hot

harry: how u gonna shower without me tho? 😏

harry: bruh...

harry: wrong number

harry: my b

[olllympias]

pia: bruh

pia: this is officially weird

pia: hope u messaged the right person finally

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& | SNAP — PIA.

[olllympias]

vinorlose‌:

@olllympias

VINNY: can u come over VINNY: i ate two edibles + now i think i can see through the wall

PIA: see through the wall? PIA: ur broken.

[olllympias]

whynonnas‌:

wynonna had just finished putting away all her clothes from the last load she had done. she had a perfect internal list of all the clothes she owned, it all had an order and she was very particular about where it all went and how it was all folded. however, she could not find her favorite white shirt. she knew that it had to be washed, but that was right when she heard her roommate peak into her room. she turned with a curious quirk of her brow, and as she listened her face fell. “oh-” she hated it her eyes prickled, she forced a smile. “it’s fine. may i have it back please?” she stiffly shot out her arm to take the piece of clothing back.

OLYMPIA held out the shirt for her roommate, feeling a pang of guilt as she did so. it’d be one thing if she’d meant to do it, but she sincerely had no idea. “i really, really did not mean to... and i know i probably should have checked the washer before i put my stuff in but... i guess the same could be said about checking when you take stuff out -- anyway, that’s the not the point. what i’m trying to say is sorry.”

[earpwave]

[olllympias]

roryblossom‌:

Boys need to learn that they can go from papi to pendejo real quick, and all of that just confirms that sexuality is not a choice because I still somehow like men even when they’re acting like bobo the fool most of the time.

“ I’M not going to depend to understand what pendejo means, but i think i catch your drift. honestly, boys get on my last nerve about ninety-two percent of the time.”

[olllympias]

svdateds

HIS  HANDS  ARE  FREEZING.  sometimes,  he  forgets  how  unforgiving the  cold  in  baltimore  can  be.  ezra  blows  into  the  space   between  his  hands  to  try  and  warm  them  up,  but  the  effort   is  futile.  his  throat  aches  for  a  drink,  but  his pockets  are  sorely  empty.  when  he  sees  a  familiar  figure   approaching,  ezra  smiles  sheepishly  at  them.  “hey,  i  don’t  wanna  be  a  nuisance,” he  starts  tentatively.  “but  it’s  fucking  cold  and  i  ran  out  of  lucky  strikes.  can  i  bum  one  off  you?”

OLYMPIA offered up one of her menthols. he was lucky. she normally didn’t carry cigarettes. she would be the one asking. however, with the cold weather it became a little harder for her to hit a joint in her apartment without getting on her roommates’ nerves too much. it was hard enough fighting with them about incense and candles on the daily. “you’re good,” she mumbled, tucking the pack back into her jacket pocket and wrapping her scarf more tightly around herself. “this god damn wind is gonna be the death of me.”

[olllympias]

𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚 // bentley & pia

BENTLEY: i don't .. have that shit

BENTLEY: and i highly doubt weed's gonna help me

BENTLEY: bless, so uh .. what do i do

PIA: guess who does???

PIA: weed will definitely not help

PIA: well... yeah it will

[olllympias]

imessage📲pia

andie: hmmm but I dont wanna get rid of it just yet

andie: true, but he might not be connected to the apartment? like perhaps he has some range to roam?

andie: dont crush my dreams

pia: ok well thats on u

pia: he could be connected to like an object tho.

pia: find believe what u want

[olllympias]

imessage📲pia

andie: I think??? there's a ghost in my apartment??

andie: how do i ask him if he'd like to go to Taco Bell with me??

andie: also, hypothetically

andie: would you fuck a ghost?

pia: u should probably sage it

pia: if there really is a ghost he probably can't leave

pia: also how do u know its a he

pia: also... impossible???

[olllympias]

a random lyric starter for @declxns -- one week | barenaked ladies

“ BUT it’ll still be two days ‘til i say i’m sorry,” pia stated with a stern look. she had always been extremely stubborn, and this was no exception. it was a silly argument that she hardly even remembered, however she knew that she was right, despite getting overly hostile about the conversation. she may had been a little more aggressive than she intended. “don’t expect an apology any sooner either. or maybe even at all. depends on how i feel.”

[olllympias]

a random lyric starter @whynonnas -- never be like you | flume

“NONNA?” olympia called sheepishly as she knocked on her roommate’s door. she peaked through the door, holding in her hands one of the other girl’s shirts that must have somehow gotten mixed up in her own. it just so happened that the shirt was no longer white, but an awkward shade of blue due to the tye-dye that pia had washed with it. she was thoroughly prepared for a mini freak out. “i’m only human, can’t you see? i made a mistake. i--i didn’t see it in the wash when i put my stuff in.”

[olllympias]

𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚 // bentley & pia

BENTLEY: so i may or may not have some weird situation going on

BENTLEY: i was watching the new buzzfeed unsolved the other day and it was wild as fuck ?? like ghosts & all

BENTLEY: idk if it's just my mind fucking with me or whatever, but like, i'm at least 78% my place is haunted so

BENTLEY: if you catch me outside ( no pun intended ) feel free to offer up some assistance to fuck these ghosts up

PIA: BRUH

PIA: you got bad juju

PIA: obviously ur place needs sage

PIA: you called the right person.... well, texted ANYWAY

[olllympias]

kenzcqais‌:

Oh, Christ. The day had come and he’d been dreading it since they’d parted ways. In a particularly upsetting disappearance, Olympia had left his life in such a flash that when she returned — to the same apartments he now lived in no less — he was something other than angry, maybe. Anxious? That couldn’t be it. Disappointed, perhaps. Kenzo’s life had been hard since the day he was born and looking at a walking, breathing reminder that everyone would eventually leave him left a sour taste in his mouth and a knife to his heart. ‘Hi,’ he managed, though his greeting crackled through a nervously dry throat like he’d just been communing with a ghost. ‘You sorted?’

OLYMPIA nodded nervously. even if she wasn’t, she would have answered the same way. it’s not like she could just burst into the ins and outs of her current life after not even speaking to kenzo in who knows how long it’d been. she fiddled with her keys in her hands, contemplating what to say next. “yeah -- uh, yeah. i’m good, i guess,” she managed, her eyes remaining on the floor. “what about you?”

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