@atcmicorgasm replied to your post:❝ don’t leave, i kissed you. ❞
do you hear that? that’s the sound of my heart shattering
ok but did I ever say I was nice??

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@atcmicorgasm replied to your post:❝ don’t leave, i kissed you. ❞
do you hear that? that’s the sound of my heart shattering
ok but did I ever say I was nice??
atcmicorgasm replied to your post:im in a textual mood who wants text threads?
Meee
who you want boo?
👌👌👌👌👌
LITERALLY THEM TOO YEP
Riley: Gavin
Riley: Gavino
Riley: i want pancakes. are you free? because i want pancakes. preferably with you because maybe I think of you as my friend or something I don't know don't ask questions
{ ✧ &&. @atcmicorgasm → continued from here }
This had always been his biggest problem— not thinking things through. Maybe it was cute once, when he was younger, but he was supposed to be a grownup now, he knew that. He had a kid after all. He still couldn’t really believe that, and he had to admit it was a hundred times harder than he had expected it to be. Maybe that was why he couldn’t help but switch his brain off a little when he didn’t have Ellie. Something he was regretting now that he stood there opposite Charlotte. “You know me though, you know how fucking stupid I am sometimes… I’m sorry. I promise it’s not gonna happen again, okay? Let’s just… Let’s just find a ride home or something.”
Riley: i wanna touch ur peen
Riley: o shit wrong chat
Riley: OR IS IT ;) ;) ;)
text to harper
MADDIE: Well that's a skill to put on your resume: Can talk with twenty marshmallows in mouth.
MADDIE: You're supposed to spit then when you're done, not eat them.
MADDIE: I'm working, Harper...
“Hey.”
Riley doesn’t really know what to do -- or say -- so she goes to the fridge for breakfast supplies. It’s Saturday, and that’s good because she doesn’t think she’d survive a work day still smelling like Gabriel. Partially her fault. She has one of his t-shirts on. Underneath the coat that was most definitely his first.
She doesn’t have her life together, okay, don’t judge.
“I saw Javi on my way up. You okay?”