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@parkerdanielsx
Call >>> Parker
Logan: Oi, I most certainly have a brain. Only reason I'm in this country, remember? Tatum sort of left me to fend for myself tonight while she's at Cherie's I think. Would you believe me if I told you that I contemplated microwaving some pasta in a cup of water to make it? Apparently dry pasta sets on fire in a microwave so...The more you know.
Parker: The man that marries you will have a handful, let me tell you. I even feel sorry for that poor lad. Let's hope that he turns out to be a chef or someone who has common sense. Are your dinner plans ruined, then?
Call >>> Parker
Logan: Oh please. I don't even think you're capable of saying good things about me. *dishes clattering* Oh fuck, who would've thought that making spaghetti with one hand was a bad idea?
Parker: Now that's just very unfortu- *laughs* Anyone with a brain would have known that's a bad idea. Are you okay over there?
Call >>> Parker
Logan: No no you said you were talking about me, I'm allowed to ask. What were you saying, huh? Word this wisely.
Parker: That's a tad like meddling, right? You're patronizing me as if I was saying bad things about you. What if I was saying a shit ton of good things, eh?
Call >>> Parker
Logan: Hey- Wait what? Why were you talking about me, Park? Miss me that much?
Parker: Did you just- oh come on. That's some crazy shit, Logan. Maybe I was just spreading some ol' gossip about you.
Call >>> Parker
Logan: *ring ring motherfucker*
Parker: *picks up* Funny you called. I was just talking about you. What's up?
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā I guess itās true Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā that friends come and go Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā i just never thought Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā that youād be one of them
I think it may very well be a mix of the two, though Iām not sure I can vouch Iām all that book smart either. One of the many reasons I dropped out of college after the first semester. Fairly sure whenever I attempt to lecture Charlie it goes in one ear and straight out of the other. At least I have a chance of you storing some information. He was a decent guyā a bit persistent, but isnāt that a good quality to have? Plus, donāt pick on him for the red hair! Iām sure he may be a heir to an Irish throne or something of that sort, we may not even know it! Ā If that was the case, I could very well be running a country alongside him by now and you ruined it entirely for me! What even are these heinous rumors surrounding my family? Fairly sure Ely isĀ āhigh off of lifeā. and well, Charlie is just Charlie.
College really isnāt for everyone, but all of the St. Jamesā brains are too pretty to work too much. All Charlie has is air in his head, anyway. Itās a wonder how he never got lectured by Momma Daniels too, but then again, my mom always found your bother kind of too pretty. Just a chance? Youāre flattering me too much, Nova. If you like the type of lad to act like glue whenever around you, sure, be my guest. If heās an heir of anything, itād be the smallest bit of territory out there, cause who trusts a redhead to run a country? Should I get on my knees and start apologizing for ruining your one chance at fame? Theyāre just rumors, then? Well, damn- and what about you? Are you high off something?
Friendship? Are we really at that level now? What do you want, Park? Youāre using that voice that means you want something.
I guess I didnāt use the right word then. What do you think this is? Abuse, then? And for fuckās sake, what makes you think that I want something?Ā
Oh come on, Logan- donāt tell me that all Iām good for to you is for smokes. You act like the sole basis of our--... friendship, letās say, is to rip me off just for a good smoke. Should I be taking it as a compliment or the opposite?Ā
loml-logan
"Iād like to blame it on timing and say that it was a wrong place, wrong time type of situation," he said, "Maybe if we met later on in life when we were better for each other, things wouldāve worked out the way we hoped they would, but sometimes, people just donāt fit together no matter what you do or how hard you try. And thatās that."
excerpt from a book Iāll never write #15 (via a-laa-mode)
Parker as a toddler.Ā
Iām looking out for you, man ā you need to go to school and I donāt know, be a fucking rocket or some inspirational shit. We can find something to do, I am refusing to do any sort of manual labour, like lift up a pen to sign papers, just, donāt expect me to do it. We are also not going to the coffee shop ā so donāt ask, Logan will steal smokes from one of us, no doubt, and the coffee there actually sucks ass.Ā
Yes, okay- sure, Charlie- save the sappy love guru shit to some blonde you want to keep your bed warm at night. To be aĀ ārocket or some inspirational shitā? Wow, now I definitely feel moved to start taking the greasy old lady seriously for once. Weāve got to save your pretty brain for more important things, am I right? Hey- maybe I want to go visit Ivy- you know my girlfriend? Is that so wrong?
Itās Harder to Reach Her || PEVE GIF PARA
There was exhaustion to be found in sadness. Sadness was an anchor and Eve was drowning rather than being held in place. Her body was draped, much like her sheets, across her bed as her vision fleeted from one spot to another. A ripple of worry travelled down her body every time her phone lit up, her body slightly jolting whenever something would light up, her familiar text tone being the only noise that accompanied the silence. When other assortments of noises decided to keep the silence that once filled the apartment company, she rose from her bed, her head poking out from underneath the covers as she stood, slowly moving out of her room and using the wall as a support. Hearing her name resound through the apartment was like a shot of worry being injected into her veins as stress instantaneously coursed through her veins.Ā āParkā..ā she called out, her voice failing her and instead coming out almost as a gurgle as she coughed, exiting the room for the first time in what felt like weeks. Upon peeking around the corner, she could not help but be frozen in her place momentarily as shock rocked her body, instantly abandoning the sheet secured around her waist as she fleeted to Parkerās side, cupping his face in her hands,Ā āFuckā..ā she swore as she pulled a face, moving his face from side to side in attempts to observe the damage on his face. After a considerable amount of time and what happenedās? are you okay?ās are you sure youāre okay?ās she finally held his face still in between her palms, a sigh escaping her lips,Ā āI want to hear all of itā.. Beginning to end. What happened?ā
Parker found small refuge in the dark-curtained kitchen, and for several overbearingly-long seconds, he left his body fall forward against the marble counter in the middle of the room. He was tired- so tired- and it went beyond the physical extremity as it too overwhelmed his heart with the false facade of what happiness could be versus what it really was. His eyes closed, catching comfort in the slight temporary peace that rushed his body then as it became an escape, but then at the call of his name, Parker moved his hands up the wood and to the edges of the marble before he moved his side to the side to catch sight of the girl he had called in his distress. His body then grew rigid, as his eyes took in Eve before him as he then tried to remember the last time he had seen the girl outside the parameters of her bedroom. She looked just as disheveled as he did, but her war was with herself, and his had been with someone that he truly did not like.Ā āEve,ā Parker breathed out with one step forward. Then he watched the shift of emotion in his friend, and just like majority of the time, she began to worry about him. His face was securely entrapped in the confines of her fleshy warm hands, and his cheek rubbed against her right hand with his eyes closed to imagine a life where she would touch him with affection. It was almost natural how easy it was to tune out the worried phrases coming from Eve, and when she became steady as a calm lake, his eyes opened again. He was trapped in another ocean, but rather this time it was her eyes.Ā āI did something stupid, isnāt that old news by now?āĀ
You know, there might be the slight chance that Iām lucky to have a best friend like you sometimes, but Charlie- really, class today was a bore and there was no point in going today. You really couldāve let me sleep in instead of hauling my ass out of bed.Ā
charliesxint
9/?Ā Parker in 2011