#aarond1

[xafflictus--x-blog]

      ❝ Good morning, world! Your little ray of sarcastic sunshine has arrived! ❞

[panemiancinderella-blog]

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"Where did you get this?"

[logandistrict2]

"Has it started yet?"

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aaron-d1 said: ARE YOU BEING SARCASTIC CAUSE I CANT TELL. IS THERE A GIF CAUSE MY GIFS ARENT LOADING

//WHAT DO YOU THINK? Hahahaha.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

Tharon

Cold weather and coffee, always a a great choice. Her hands taped to her latte, bringing up to her lips and took a couple of sips. From a long, long vacation, she decided to come back. She missed the old life, the life that she once knew. Sitting in a cafe these days was pretty much a thing now. 

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

Althea took a walk at nearly 5:00 am in the morning. Neighbors are still asleep at that time and the icy streets where quiet and windy from the breeze of the cold air. She thinks that a walk would make her feel better, and some fresh air, as people would've always said. She then grabbed her coat quickly and head out in the cold, icy streets. During her stroll, she watch as daylight expands up in the skies and shines all over the place. But not the heat would surely make her warm. It was freezing cold that she could see the air that escaped out of her mouth. Thrusting her hands with mittens into her cozy pockets to get warmth and preventing herself not to feel the coldness out. After an hour of walking, she sat a nearby bench somewhere in the park. Still she observes nature and her whole environment. All of a sudden, she heard a voice coming to her near. 

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

Althea was sitting in the cafe, drinking coffee just to cool off the things that happened to her recently. She would've known in the first place that it was a mistake loving him. She struggle and struggle and struggle the pain that was conquering in her heart. The pain burst her anger into tears leaving her helpless. She couldn't move on. That love was tragic and reckless. The old days became the memory that she never wanted to remember. She took hold of the mug near to her lip and sip her cappuccino. To the entrance of the cafe, someone came in unexpected. She turn to the door and watched the stranger stepped in. The face was immensely familiar to her she looked away suddenly and back to her coffee with her eyes looking down.