you, me and the moon

The sky felt like maps feel, handheld and frail; unraveling thread of my hem. I'm naked out here, unworn, untold, no longer atmosphere'd or laced. The stars predicted my coming, my potential, my light struck between the moon.

[sophiarmando-blog]

imessage ✉️ sophia

xavier: i agree with you on that one

xavier: :/

xavier: how about you use an ipad now or something? at least you can't lose it, you can keep 'em on the cloud

xavier: clouds /do/ make things difficult when you're trying to watch the sky but like they can actually be helpful

xavier: wow

xavier: bad joke. i'm still asleep

sophia: yes yes indeedy. but you'll swoop in and save the day.

sophia: i guess so, i'm not very tech savy so you'll have to teach me the ways of all things digital cloud.

sophia: super cheesy, but i prefer the real ones, honestly.

[sophiarmando-blog]

imessage ✉️ xavier

xavier: i'll kick his ass don't worry

xavier: :/ that sounds awful

xavier: do you need help putting it back together? or idk

xavier: if we get another one, maybe we can re-write it or something?

sophia: thank you, you're the bestest.

sophia: :( yeah, i don't get what his problem was/is.

sophia: it has months and months...maybe even a year or so of memories. rewriting is practically impossible.

sophia: i guess i really have to just, restart.

[sophiarmando-blog]

ofmorettis:

TYLER: 150% positive, cap’n TYLER: who is, for all intents and purposes, yours yeah

SOPHIA: i’ll trust you, for now. SOPHIA: he’s his own person and i’m my own. we’re individuals, weirdo.

[sophiarmando-blog]

imessage ✉️ xavier

xavier: what he do

xavier: should i be worried?

xavier: his ‘normal’ is a bag of gross let’s be real

xavier: did you find your book?

sophia: he was practically leering at me via snapchat.

sophia: yeah but he was extrA gross, beastiality stuff.

sophia: yeah, it's practically ruined. soggy pages, runny ink and all. its awful. :(

[selenagomez-official]

[sophiarmando-blog]

imessage ✉️ siena

siena: no but if you think i'm going hunting for a book in the snow you're crazy

siena: it's like -12 and i prefer my fingers and toes still attached to my body.

sophia: i don't expect anyone to go searching. i was more asking to see if someone had seen it already and it was safe inside, like bert's or something.

sophia: this snow cyclone really threw a wrench in my plans...

sophia: i'm sorry, how are you?

[sophiarmando-blog]

imessage ✉️ siena

siena: i mean you left it in the snow so odds are it's probably a bit soggy :/

sophia: yeah but they may be mendable, i can repair soggy.

sophia: it'll be practically impossible to replace the irreplaceable.

sophia: you do know what it looks like...right?

[sophiarmando-blog]

aleksvndrov:

VICTORIA: believe it or not, but i was honestly just thinking the exact same thing ? VICTORIA: it’s waaaay past due time you and i had a girl’s night in … VICTORIA: pick out a movie and let me know when tyler leaves. i’ll be there in like thirty with me, myself and potentially take out :)

SOPHIA: yes yes pls! great minds think alike... SOPHIA: it feels like centuries honestly, my life has been a cosmic disaster.... SOPHIA: any faves rn? he should be leaving v soon. what kind of take out are you thinking?

[sophiarmando-blog]

ofmorettis:

TYLER: i’m not mad TYLER: just had plans to go out after work, is all TYLER: invite your boy over, put his cooking skills to the test

SOPHIA: k. SOPHIA: as long as you’re sure, i’ll believe it. :p SOPHIA: he’s not MY boy...he’s just a boy.

[sophiarmando-blog]

imessage ✉️ siena

siena: amazon is a thing? buy a new one?

sophia: yes it is. i mean, i would but it has notes and magazine clippings, pictures.

sophia: things that can't be replaced via a simple brown box with a smile-y face.

[sophiarmando-blog]

“do you ever have those moments where you’re pondering what’s beyond the sky on a monday morning and completely lose track of time and reality? no? well, I walked into the shower with my socks on this morning. I didn’t notice until halfway through. that says it all, really. ”

[sophiarmando-blog]

imessage ✉️ all contacts

sophia: so so so so i may or may not have left my big book of star maps in the grassy patch at the center of town where everyone knows i stargaze so

sophia: if you see it, please please please respond to this massive text message.

sophia: it's really important. please and thank you.

[sophiarmando-blog]

dervks:

DEREK: i’m not their fucking keeper DEREK: but i can put my two cents on tyler drinking himself into an alcohol induced coma somewhere  DEREK: oink oink, baby girl. so, you into bestiality now ?  DEREK: because like, if you were down, i wouldn’t tell xav 

SOPHIA: i don’t know why i talk to you or even bother... SOPHIA: just, stop. not now. don’t you have anything else to do?

[sophiarmando-blog]

ofmorettis:

TYLER: you’ll love me forever anyway TYLER: but i’m not going to be back home tonight so don’t wait up TYLER: we’ll do it next week

SOPHIA: i dunno, not if you keep rescheduling. SOPHIA: damn it. SOPHIA: why do you keep pushing it back? are you still mad?

[sophiarmando-blog]

marilynboswel:

MARILYN: no. even that is too much. MARILYN: snapchat coffee date?

SOPHIA: i love the way you think. yes, i’m so here for it. SOPHIA: let’s coffee it up. how are you?

[sophiarmando-blog]

imessage ✉️ xav

xavier: so checking in

xavier: will you let me take you somewhere else or are you making me spend new years eve at milford

sophia: so also checking in

sophia: please take me somewhere else, let's escape the wild party, i'm not in the mood for it.

sophia: also go punch derek for me yeah? he's being a bag of gross.

[cloudbeam]

psst! everything’s gonna be ok, the moon herself just told me