♡ Carry On ♡

[s--estrada-blog]

“Things are getting weirder and weirder every day, don’t you ever just want to leave the town and feel like you can’t?” It was a random question. Which she woke up feeling strange this morning, so she didn’t really focus on the weirdness too much. Sara laughed sheepishly, “sorry if that was random, I do not know how to strike up a normal conversation,” the brunette shook her head as she climbed up the ladder to put a couple books away on the top shelf of the stack.

[royalfroot]

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Lights they blind me for forgiveness

[jimmysea]

Emeraude Toubia for Cosmopolitan Mexico

[claytonreeds-blog]

Although the intrigue was briefly apparent in the depth of his narrowed eyes, he allowed the taste of tobacco to smother any further words he professed. “Whiskey it is,” he dispersed the depleting cigarette with her agreement, lingering one palm ahead of him to gesture her entrance first - politeness was never lost on situations he desired. “If you haven’t brought a coat, we’re gonna have to come up with an entirely different plan.”

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“Well lucky for us I have a coat in my car,” the brunette chuckled and tucked her hands into her pockets as she made her way to the bar, having a seat in a stool and patting the seat next to hers. She ordered them both a round of whiskey before turning her attention to him once he sat down, “what’s your name?” she asked curiously.

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The woman watched as he took the lighter and lit the cigarette, a soft smile playing on her features in the dimly lit entry way, "having a lighter is a good topic, got you to talk to me, right?" His cloaked suggestion wasn't lost on her, "A shot of whiskey and my coat, hmm," she hummed with a small laugh, he was pretty sly. Charming and unseemingly charismatic for a man of few words, "I suppose I could go for a shot of whiskey and some company," she gave a nod of her head.

[claytonreeds-blog]

location: in the entrance of a local bar. availability: open.

“Lighter?” The question (or, as it would appear, a professed word with little indication he wasn’t idly muttering two syllables) fell from scarred lips, the thin lines of his forehead narrowing towards the opposing archway occupant. “Y’haven’t got a lighter have you, mate?”

[s--estrada-blog]

Sara was distracted. Quite distracted on whether or not she wanted a drink. She didn’t normally drink often, but she felt like she needed one. So the man’s word fell on deaf ears, “hm?” she asked, turning her attention to the man across from her. “Actually, I think I might, I usually carry one around because I can’t tell you how many times I get that question,” she said, rifling through her bag and retrieving a simple black lighter, “here you go,” Sara handed it over with a smile.

[stydiamalec]

not my gifs

[s--estrada-blog]

“Beautiful day right?” The sun was shining and she had decided to actually do something instead of being cooped up in her apartment or in the library, so sitting in the grass, in the park on the sunniest day she’s seen in Bentley in the longest time was something awesome for her. “I mean, I shouldn’t jinx it, knowing Bentley, it’ll start raining in 5 minutes.”

[s--estrada-blog]

☺☻

☺

“I love the way he can make me laugh, no matter what, even if it is the stupidest joke on the planet, he can make me laugh”

☻

“It’s...difficult to say anything bad about him. Especially when I know that I overreacted when he came to me at the library. But telling me I need to believe him when I don’t have all the facts, it’s hard. He’s a bad liar and I can tell when he’s lying and keeping things from me,”

[s--estrada-blog]

[text] Delete my number // [text] I know everything.

[text] what if I don’t want to?

[text] care to elaborate?

[s--estrada-blog]

☺ compliment me bitch

“You have some wicked legs,”

Send my muse one of the following texts to see how they react:

[text] I need you so bad right now

[text] They know.

[text] I know everything.

[text] OH FUCK OH FUCK

[text] ARE YOU TRYING TO SEXT ME?

[text] Make sure you’re alone- I don’t want anyone else seeing what I’m about to sent you.

[text] I accidentally sent it to the wrong person, help?!

[text] We need to talk

[text] I don’t want to talk about it

[text] The bed is definitely broken beyond repair…

[text] Delete my number

[text] Either way I’m going to make you scream my name by the end of the night

[text] Come over in the next 5 minutes, or not at all

[text] Stop ignoring me and pick up your phone

[text] I th  unk drink? Help me can home?!!!!! :xx)

[text] You free tomorrow?

[text] You left your shirt and I’ve been wearing it all day, so now it’s mine

[text] I don’t think you understand just how big his dick is!!!

[text] Thanks to you, the new neighbours now know my name xxx

[text] If I said that I was wearing nothing but an apron and was armed with strawberries and whipped cream, how quickly would you come into the kitchen?

[text] What’s the dress code?

[text] Black, red w/ lace or  sheer white????

[text] I know you said not to clean your room, but it was filthy- also for future reference, hide that in your sock draw and not under your pillow next him.

[text] YOU SAID THE BITES WEREN’T EVEN THAT VISIBLE?!?! MY BOSS HAS JUST GIVEN ME A SCARF TO COVER UP MY NECK FOR BEING “INAPPROPRIATE”

[text] I hear a celebration is in order?!

[rp-memes-n-things]

Send ‘☺’ and my muse will have to compliment your muse, even if they don’t want to

Alternate: Send ‘☻’ for my muse to insult your muse instead

[s--estrada-blog]

fmk adam, eleanor, damien

F: Eleanor - have you seen that woman, jesus christ

M: Adam - He would have fit in the other one too.

K: Damien - Nothing personal, I just don’t know ya

[s--estrada-blog]

DID YOU MAKE A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL TO BECOME HOT AFTER HIGH SCHOOL?

“Well Lily wasn’t around, so no”

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Emeraude Toubia photographed by Katya Tsyganova for InStyle Magazine

[toubia]

I travel with Minnie Mouse. Every time I travel, I take my stuffed Minnie Mouse to serve as my companion and my pillow. So Minnie has flown many miles with me.