Open your eyes, look within.

Scott Winters || 19 || Demeter I don't usually say much so I'll keep this pretty short. If you want to talk to me you can but I can't say I'm good at holding a conversation. Mostly I just hang out in my room all day drawing and smoking.

[elaineriddley-blog]

I need to start training again...

[elaineriddley-blog]

…Great..

[scott-winters]

I'll be sure to leave the door open for you.

[kenziewillows-blog]

Hmmm— [She taps her chin.] Well, what do you feel like today?

[scott-winters]

Today... huh. Today I'm feeling pretty chill, to be honest. I'd be good with some oldies.

[landon-montgomery]

Yeah, okay, sure. Do you even own any pop music?

[scott-winters]

Define pop.

[elaineriddley-blog]

I need to start training again...

[elaineriddley-blog]

Uhm….yes….it’s very comfortable.

[scott-winters]

Good.

[kenziewillows-blog]

Well, we’ll just have to find you another song to get stuck in your head. [She smiles.] What do you like listening to?

[scott-winters]

Um... A little of everything to be honest. It just depends what I feel like that day.

[landon-montgomery]

I’ll pray for her. And, yeah, man, your taste in music is, like: The Smiths, The Strokes, more Smiths, Arctic Monkeys, some more Smiths, and maybe some, like, I don’t know, Vampire Weekend. And then probably some of Morrissey’s solo stuff.

[scott-winters]

That is completely false.

[landon-montgomery]

You should play some of your depressing, sad Morrissey-like music really loudly to drown her out.

[scott-winters]

I'm just gonna find the Kidz Bop version and blast it until she stops.

And, fuck you, my music is not depressing.

[kenziewillows-blog]

Oh my gods, I love that song. Especially the end when that little kid’s like— [She imitates the voice.] Is that your grandma’s coat? [She laughs.]

[scott-winters]

It's an alright song and all, but hearing it on repeat for the better part of a week? [he shakes his head] Definitely gets tedious.

[scott-winters]

Shadow won't turn off Thrift Shop. That song is now permanently burned into my brain.

[elaineriddley-blog]

I need to start training again...

[elaineriddley-blog]

Well, I wasn’t complaining. I love spending time with you. I’ll be in sweats and a big shirt if that’s okay.

[scott-winters]

Is the big shirt the same one I let you borrow?

[elaineriddley-blog]

I need to start training again...

[elaineriddley-blog]

And you are the reason why I sort of stopped in the first place. I’ll be there in 15?

[scott-winters]

I feel like I should probably feel guilty for that but.. nope. More you for me. Sure thing!

[elaineriddley-blog]

I need to start training again...

[scott-winters]

Or you could come by my cabin. I made your favorite.

[landon-montgomery]

You’d have to make me a skirt to match. And the flowers should be daisies!

[scott-winters]

I'll keep that in mind.

[landon-montgomery]

You ‘suppose’? Scotty, please. We both know that no one else could make pink hair look this good. And, I may change it, I guess. Maybe, like, blue next time.

[scott-winters]

How about neon green and I can make you a circlet out of flowers and leaves? You could be king of the wood nymphs.

[whittemorearchive]

[landon-montgomery]

I really have. I think I may keep it like this forever.

[scott-winters]

Well you can pull it off, I suppose. But I guess being an old man with pink hair would be a little odd.

[landon-montgomery]

My pink hair is slowly fading away. It feels like someone is stealing my identity.

[scott-winters]

I see you've grown attached.