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Overall, I think that’s the most difficult part; Knowing you’re too good for me and this world.
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Overall, I think that’s the most difficult part; Knowing you’re too good for me and this world.
I cooked something cute for valentines day and it didn't(!) burn so you best get your ass home or I'm eating it. And it'll be good.
Johnny’s brutish hands crinkle the pretty, plastic wrapping around the usual pastel assortment of semi-bloomed rosebuds. They hide behind the exacerbated silhouette of his torso, though all the racket is conspicuous enough to give them away. Clutched and barely balanced in the other hand is a heart-shaped container, which prompts him to close the front door with a swift backpedal from the heel of his shoe. “Yo, Eesh?”
It does actually smell decent, not like the charred bits of mystery meat that he’s sometimes greeted with from the first step in. He understands, he does. Takeout is only good for so many nights (and mornings, and afternoons). She gets experimental usually about the 5th or 6th consecutive day of menu hopping. Johnny, too. He’ll admit he’s had better luck in the kitchen than she has. He’s got a particularly good palette, but he’s not so good at following directions. His dishes get good the second time when he’s worked out all the kinks from not reading the manual the first time. “Sooo…” Tilts the bouquet into her line of sight as he investigates the unusually pleasant aroma from further in their home. “What’re we havin’?”
Happy valentines day, Johnny. I know you ain’t one for that shit, but I thought I’d get you some stuff anyway, hope you like ‘em.
You fuckin' spoil me, 'eesh. I got you a little somethin, too.
when ya hurt your friend with Muse feels. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)<
"I'll clean it up. Swear. Just lemme finish up first, yeah?"
It’s a few days late—Call it a new years present???
Just remember, it’s the thought that counts. So you can’t get angry at me if you don’t like it.
Really hope I didn’t kill you with my cooking.
Eesh x
The fuck you talkin' about? These are gonna do nicely.
Infandous and hamartia for the ask meme?
Infandous:What topics will they refuse to speak about?
(He doesn’t always 100% refuse talking about them, but the two topics Matt hates talking about most would be Death and Sex.
Having such a big fear of death, talking about it makes Matt extremely nervous. He hates it. Even with being surrounded by it thanks to gang related issues, it’s something he tries not to even think about when he can help it.
As for sex, well… He’s a socially awkward kid. Sex talk embarrasses him to no end. Hell, there are certain words he can’t even get himself to say because just saying them makes him feel awkward.
You try to get him to talk about either, the chances of him freezing up are very high.)
Hamartia:What is their worst character flaw that they themselves don’t recognize?
(God complex.
Need I say more?
He thinks he’s so high and might, yet turns around and hates the other people who do such a thing— I don’t think he recognizes his own as a problem. He thinks he’s the best thing in the goddamn world at times— that he is superior to others for no goddamn reason, but he’ll happily turn around and be a hypocrite to others acting in a similar nature— especially if they put him down.)
Your forehead feels kinda warm...
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"Please, girl, it ain't anything serious I swear." Running around nonstop while being around a bunch of nasty people was definitely no cause for alarm. Just as she was about to speak again, she coughed. "Just allergies, I swear it."