Perks Of Being Sariya

Sariya Kingston|27|CRNA|Mother|

[forrest-clancy]

“I know I sound crazy, but hear me out,” Lee announced to the patrons of the cafe, “I’m looking for a stuffed penguin doll, it’s about 10 inches tall and has a red scarf.  My daughter dropped it in here about an hour ago and if I don’t find it within the next few hours, things are going to get very complicated in my life, so would you all mind just checking under your tables for a moment?” 

[sariiiyaa-blog]

She stopped eating mid way, finally on her break from what seemed like a decade worth of waiting. When she heard the male speak on a penguin she immediately scooted back in her seat and took a glance under her table, sighing when she came across nothing; she knew that one day she might be in a similar situation, so she felt for the other. “ I don’t see it~ But I’m sure its somewhere?” 

[brownshugarr-deactivated2019062]

“curry, for the three —”  she aims, flicks her wrist, and blames the brick on the ‘gust’ of wind that coincidentally passed during the exact moment of her shot. “damn… but i’m no litter bug, and you shouldn’t be either.”  a step, and she bends to pick up both her trash and the other party’s. “keep it green!”

[sariiiyaa-blog]

“ Hm, looks like Curry’s losing his streak huh?” She teased while balling up some trash of her own. “Maybe he can redeem himself~ With. just. a. flick. of the good ol wrist,” She added, bending of her knees and bouncing just slightly before the ball went flying down at the others feet. “...Well shoot, Did I say Curry? I mean’t Shaq.” They joked nodding their head when she picked up both their trash. “ Lets just say we aren’t basketball wives for a reason.”

[wnq-writers]

I don’t cry over people, but I cried over you.

Mae-Lex (via wordsnquotes)

@zaytunde

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brooks-paige:

“You’re going to steal and sell Beyonce’s soul? I have never been more disappointed to be your friend,” Paige replied with a laugh and threw a fry in her direction. “Let’s move on from this conversation before you hurt me more,” she teased and grabbed another fry. “Instead let’s talk about how you’re gonna let me take you out this coming weekend and we’re gonna have some serious fun.”

“ Hell yeah!,” She emphasized before trying to doge the fry; ultimately failing when it stashed itself in the crease of her neck. She laughed and shook her head, followed by eating the fry shortly after. “ Mm, yeah please before all your fries end up as my new outfit.” She teased reaching for another herself. “ Oh no,” She quickly disagreed shaking her head, “ Do you know how hard it is trying to keep an 11 month old sleep? I don’t need my ex thinking all I want to do is let others take care of my--our baby so I can have fun.”

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zaytunde:

“ it is. ” he responds as a matter of factly. he’d rather be doing things for his son than sleeping the day away or driving people around, even if it meant a tense shopping session with his ex-girlfriend. he wanted to be involved in every aspect. isaiah felt he needed to prove safiya, his family, and himself wrong. he could be the man and father simon needed in his life. he was determined to prove it. he looks at the paper and the changing tables she points out. they both seemed the same to him but he wouldn’t let sariya in on that. “ we’ll look at both and see but i think the one for two hundred looks sturdier. ” he says based on looks alone. “ but, we can always ask someone. ” he points out. who else would know the answer than an employee? his brow quirks. he knows that tone well, she wants to talk about something. zay knows he could easily let it drop as if he hadn’t heard her but, that’s what the isaiah she expected would do. “ don’t start wit’ that. ” he sighs. “ what’s up? ”

She nodded her head; lips projecting slightly, still not entirely sure she could trust that. She stayed in her crouched position finding a different changing table to catch her eye. It may be another hundred bucks over her desired limit, but who could go wrong with steel? “ I think might see another brand...its $310 and holds up to 30lbs.” She shrugged and stood upright again, rolling her eyes cause she knew now she dug up something she should of just held back. “ I don’t want any drama Zay,” She said gesturing with her hands. “ So when I say never mind I’m sparing us an even more tense outing. I don’t need you forcing yourself to act out of your character...,” “ If you cared so much we wouldn’t even be having a conversation about 50/50 if you didn’t just cheat.” She most likely wasn’t gonna try to bring that up again, which is why she decided to say that under her breath. But Sariya couldn’t help it, no matter how strong she tried to be, and how cool she tried to look. She just couldn’t be around him and look at him without thinking about him cheating. To escape from creating a bigger problem she scouted down a worker, pointing back at the item she saw before.

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vivekapetersenlennox:

Glancing to the patron who was on the tail-end of their somewhat, acidic opinion of themselves, no less – though this fact hidden by their collected demeanor, they plastered a polite smile on their lips. “Hey, some people have horrible taste in movies, music, partners – why should books be any different?” They mused aloud, an almost, bitter chuckle accompanying their next sentence. “I’m sorry, no I don’t mean to suggest you have horrible taste in books–” Viveka’s voice trailed off into a steady silence as they leaned against the course wall; thinly coated with a water-downed yellow that almost hurt their eyes. “Really? Never? Not your genre or–? I wouldn’t worry about this one though, as I recall, The New York Times reviewed it, more of a wish-wash romance novel than an actual thriller.” 

“ Sadly enough I also have horrible taste in a few of those other things you listed, so overall I’m basically equal to the trash can.” She shook their head, chuckling at her own words. “ You’re fine,” She added with a wave of her hand,” “ Self-depicting jokes are my kinda thing.” When she questioned her, she nodded while smiling. “Never, I’m more of a fantasy nerd. Though, I do like romance~ Have you read that for yourself? Or is it you don’t want to read it because of what others think of it?’

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brooks-paige:

“Look, all I’m saying is that if given the chance, I would definitely sell my soul if it meant meeting Beyoncé. I mean not that I really think I have that much of a soul to sell but still, my point stands.”

“ Really? I mean I’m not Beyoncé , and I don’t know what she had to sacrifice or whatever for her level of fame. But I know damn well I’m not selling my one and only soul to meet her. Hell, I’d probably search for hers and resell if it gets that serious.” 

[sariiiyaa-blog]

drgloewerp:

        “The drinks, the people, meeting up with you. Small world.” Gen chuckled looking over at the beautiful woman beside her. “God, I hate Capri Suns… I feel you.” Another chuckle emitted her lips. “Let me buy you a drink, babe—you deserve it.” 

“ You’re gonna buy me a drink, well could you surprise me with something strong?,” She asked before taking a sip from her current drink. “ This is my third cosmopolitan and I have yet to feel a buzz.” She chuckled some, but digressed. “You mentioned the people? So can I assume you’re here to~ how can I put it?... take things slow? Any one catch your eyes or is everyone a mess, and you wish you were home.”

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zaytunde:

“ well, i have all afternoon so..i won’t be goin’ anywhere,” isaiah responds as he follows her and grabs the first basket he spots, mindlessly passing it to her. it was difficult being around sariya since their break-up. it didn’t make moving on easier and it didn’t make the regret and guilt he felt for hurting her the way he did go away either. things were always tense and when there were the rare charged moments, zay didn’t dare act on them no matter how he felt for her. he couldn’t risk fucking things up with sariya and messing up the opportunity to be in his son’s life. if it meant chauferring his ex around, so be it. “ look, this is a fifty/fifty thing, i want to be there whenever and not just ‘cause you need me to take him. ” he reasons. from the moment he found out he was going to be a father, isaiah knew he wasn’t going to abandon her to do it alone. he wanted to be there as much as he could.

“ Is that so?,” She questioned, her brows furrowing just slightly at his words. Though, she refrained from saying much more as she knew it would lead to an argument. Her bitterness towards him still hadn’t yet waxed over, in fact any wrong saying could kindle what little fire was still ignited. To take her mind off her unsaid thoughts she pointed to the paper, “ See this? I was thinking of going for the $200 changing table, but the one on sale for $139 looks like it might carry more items. I’m just not sure which one will be sturdy enough, especially with him starting to gain more weight.” She passed him the paper and continued to stroll on to the desired section; browsing at other brands. “ Hey~,” she suddenly said, “ I--,” she sighed, not really feeling as able to talk like she thought. “Never mind.” She said, though she had a lot to say, especially after hearing him talk about helping her with Simon as 50/50.

[vivekapetersenlennox-deactivate]

There is a shelf, lying dormant in the back of every bookshop. This shelf houses all the “has-beens”, the once great, New York Times Best Sellers that now, are just another insignificant name on a list no one even attempts to give a prolonged thought. Viveka stands in the midst of this shelf, the tattered bindings lining their background. They feel a familiar sense of warmth cloud their senses as icy hues scan the alphabetized names; B, C, D, E, F – Faust, more commonly known as Alexandra Emilia Faust or A.E Faust. They pull the paperback copy of, The Crimson Winter, the novelist holding it with an informal grasp. Viveka flips the book over, glancing at the cover with a certain disdain before opening to the dedication; “for you, this will always be for you,” it reads and they almost snort at the irony. Running a hand through their caramel colored locks, they scanned through the pages, a few sentences catching their attention here and there but nothing of particular noteworthy. Celestine, the name of their heroine – the name they have donned the character based on their former spouse, ( a spiteful act on the author’s part since they could make their partner out to be the asshole and no one would be the wiser ). She dies in the last couple of chapters, a seemingly befitting end. Perhaps that is why people didn’t enjoy it, because there was no happy ending. Naive little shits, didn’t they know this world is filled with crappy endings? “This is bloody awful,” they announce, before turning their attention to the person nearest. “If you’re looking for a book recommendation, I would stay away from this like the plague. I suppose that’s not really a recommendation, rather the opposite.” 

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“Bloody awful? Well must be terrible then.” They added with a chuckle. “But honestly, I’d probably check it out anyway..just cause I might have taste in crap books. Who’s the author? They probably have some other books that are better that I can check out...I’ve never read crime anything, so it should be interesting.”

[drgloewerp-blog]

         Genevieve never liked to go out, not to clubs and lounges to meet people, but it’s what her therapist suggested and if she wanted to get better then she’d have to follow direction. Looking around as she cupped the drink in her hand, she felt awkward and out of place. If anything she should go home back to her child, get some ice cream and carry on with her night all by herself. “Check please?” She tried and that was more than enough. As she waited for her check, Gen felt someone new sit beside her and she shied away from them before smiling. “Slow night, huh?” 

[sariiiyaa-blog]

“Well, as slow as it can be,” Sariya added before looking over and smiling out of surprise. “ But now things are much better. Did you come for the drinks too? I’ve been trying to make my own at home, but they end up tasting like capri suns.” She joked ordering another drink for herself. “ I finally got some me time....for now of course.”

[sariiiyaa-blog]

“ I was able to get one of the nurses at my job to watch Simon for us, so we have a bit of time to shop for his changing room, and discuss other things.” Sariya said as she looked for a basket. Even after have obtaining her permit a month ago, she still hadn’t taken her drivers test. She was always use to using public transportation, and seeing Zay works with Uber, why not have him on speed dial when it came to their son? “ I know we were suppose to start talking about when and how often you’d be coming to see Simon..ya know, since I never have a lot of time on my hands.” She mentioned grabbing a paper just before she entered the store. 

@zaytunde

[sariiiyaa-blog]

 Hi hi! I’m Tif ( she/her nineteen/est ) I think I’m gonna keep this intro super chill, so I hope that’s okay with you all lol? I can ramble and I’m trying to save you all from that.

( KAT GRAHAM + FEMALE) — ( SARIYA KINGSTON ) is a ( TWENTY-SEVEN + CRNA ) who resides in ( HERMOSA VALLEY ).  ( SHE ) has been living in Hermosa Beach for ( SIX YEARS ). Those who know ( HER ) say ( SHE ) is ( INDUSTRIOUS + GRACIOUS ) on her good days, but can also be ( STRONG-WILLED + POIGNANT ) if you step on her toes.  

Okay, so Ms. Sariya here is a pretty brand spanking new mom with a lot on her plate, and one to act like she’s got it all under control. ( when she is desperate need for help ).

She is ...

originally from Phoenix, Arizona. She was born and raised there until about 17. She then moved to Texas and stayed with her grandparents after getting into a life changing argument with her parents.

She hasn’t spoken or seen her parents since she was 17, they don’t even know they’re grandparents yet. She’s afraid to see them after what happened years ago.

She then moved to Hermosa Beach, Hermosa Valley after studying to become a CRNA (Nurse Anesthesiologist ) She’s definitely top recommended if you ever go through surgery etc.

 She’s a new mommy.She shares an 11 month old son with her ex. His name is Simon and so far this has been one of the biggest challenges she can’t get all A’s in.

Her relationship with her ex Isaiah aka Zay is pretty on the fence. She can’t trust him, and it literally takes all of her to ask him to help with anything because of how he was, and what he did to her in the past.

Personally Sariya is...

A smart, hardworking girl who can come off intimidating. But when approached she is a sweetheart who is just trying to be a good mother. She is very dependable, and she does everything given to her with diligence and passion. So you can trust her to take care of anything you throw her. She can over exert herself, and she’s had a few fumbles when work and caring for her child didn’t work well together. Sariya can get stressed pretty easily when things aren’t going how she plans, and can break down to the point she gives up after awhile ( this also means if she’s coming to you for help, that to her means she’s hit rock bottom ) Sariya is def your typical A blood type, but there are times when she can chill and become laid back, but not for too long cause relaxing isn’t much of her thing ( or a thing she can do before wanting to be busy again ) As a new mom she sometimes finds herself going through a lot of ups and downs, so mommy friends is a must lol.

[daftorpunk]

Kat Graham photographed by Harold Julian

[mickeyandmumbles]

#this is us watching this is us

[cfmusings-blog]

                                           Strike me down?                                            I’ll get up again.                                                                             I am not invincible,                                                                             but I won’t give up either.

[wnq-writers]

She is like a disturbed tide when it comes to her feelings. sometimes she’s full of energy and her feelings are overflowed that seems like she’s burning; but sometimes she’s completely numbed and empty that seems like her heart has frozen.

sauuvagee  (via wnq-writers)