#connorbites

[hqanastasia-blog]

connorbites replied to your post:connorbites replied to yourphoto: ( * ▒ &. — TASK...

ANTONEA PELASE

I'M SCREAMING

DID YOU FUCKING STEAL MY PARA YOU BITCH

[hqanastasia-blog]

...................................... I DIDN'T EVEN READ YOUR PARA OH MY GOD I'M GOING TO HELL

[hqanastasia-blog]

connorbites replied to your post:[[MOR] when your sister is a complete shit who...

rip

i didn’t even have plans on telling her until she was like ‘so what are you doing in the spring?’ and i just told her that i’m not starting school and ofc she’s like ‘oh well i don’t care you’ll be the one living at home when you’re 25′ but she’s the 20 y/o saying how she wants to move out and has been for like two years but is still living at home

[camdensmh]

tell me ;)

If you snuck into my room I would:

[X] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[X] Cuddle with you                   [  ] Be like “How in the world?”[  ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[X] Kiss or hug you back                       [  ] Smile and laugh[  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [  ] Push you away[  ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [X] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [X] Without hesitation.

You are:

[X] Cute          [  ] Adorable          [X] Attractive          [X] Beautiful[  ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [X] Ally[X] Friend              [  ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[  ] Pathetic          [  ] Off no consequence          [  ] Intriguing [  ] Frightening     [  ] Unsettling                          [  ] Annoying [  ] Infuriating       [X] Pleasant company            [  ] Comforting [  ]  Unable to be lived without                            [X] Trustworthy

[ctrlsacha]

Dear connorbites,

Writing letters and putting my thoughts into words, apart from music, has always been really difficult for me. I never know when I get off topic, or when things get rambly, and sometimes my hand starts to cramp up really bad and.. 

Darn, I’m getting off topic and rambly already. Fuck, okay. Anyway, sorry. I guess what I’m trying to say in this letter that when I first met you, I had no idea that you would be as important to me as you are now. You’re such an important person in my life. A permanent fixture I can’t even fathom not being there. You really don’t understand how high of a pedestal I put you on, Connor. You’re so much more than what you see yourself for. You never give yourself credit where credit is due. Do you even realize how great you are? How good of a person you are? How good of a dad you are? You’re literally so wonderful, and it kills me that you don’t see that. 

When you told me that you loved me a few days ago, I knew instantly that you didn’t mean that you were in love with me. I knew because I feel the same way. I love you, Connor. You’re one of my nearest and dearest friends, more than a friend even. I know you’ve been through a lot of shit in your life, more than anything I could ever imagine. The fact that you’ve made it this far, and that you’re still standing today says so much about you as a person and your heart. You have one of the biggest hearts I’ve seen in a person. Despite being a little bit of a jerk, you’re really sweet and kind and caring and giving. So giving. 

And don’t even get me started on how talented you are. Your voice and your songwriting abilities are out of this world. It’s so crazy to me that someone so young can write music that’s so.. So genuine and heartfelt. Your music is real because you put real emotion into it. You don’t just write lyrics that you think people wanna hear, you write what’s in your heart and I respect that so much.

You probably wonder why I call you sanam. If you didn’t already google it, sanam roughly translates into “my heart”. I call you sanam because that’s what you are. You’re so loving and accepting and understanding. You’re pure of heart. And I love you. Like a lot. You’re one of the two people on this planet that I would do absolutely anything for. And by anything, I mean anything. You’re so precious to me, just like you’re precious to so many other people. 

I guess what I’m trying to say is; happy birthday, Connor. I hope it’s a good one, and that you have many more to come.

Love, 

Makau 

[ctrlsacha]

sms to: sanam

sacha: you're a great father

sacha: a great dad

sacha: i had to say father and dad bc those are two different jobs, but you do both jobs wonderfully

sacha: if i ever have kids, i want to be half the father and dad that you are

sacha: pls don't let anyone try to make you feel like a shitty father when that couldn't be further from the truth

sacha: you're amazing and your girls are amazing and you're all perfect

[ctrlsacha]

text ✉ sanam

sacha: what's going on?

[ctrlsacha]

▕ * ░ ✧*ﾟ festival festivities feat. kingsari

Sacha without a doubt had enjoyed every single one of the performances his housemates had put on earlier that day, and of course tried not to say that he had a favorite in the bunch, but he would be lying if he said that he didn’t have a slight bias towards some of them. One in particular being Connor. The other musician had little faith in his own abilities, and often let his nerves get the best of him, which was something that Sacha often had problems with himself, but he was learning to get over that. He was learning to get over his anxiety of being on stage and he had been trying his best to get Connor to get over his performance anxiety as well. He was talented, so talented, and Sacha was trying to get him to see that. He was trying to get him to see that he was one of the people in Prove that had the most potential. 

Before the father of two’s set, Sacha had gone backstage to see him and give him a few words of encouragement, which turned out to be a little less talking and a whole lot more lip movement, but it was just as effective as a real pep talk would be. At least, that’s what it seemed when Connor got on stage and killed it. Sacha couldn’t have been more proud of him, and that was proven when he met him off stage and greeted him with a hug and a bunch of congratulations coming at a mile a minute. The faith he had in the younger boy and in his abilities was irrefutable, and that was clear to see to anyone who saw them interact with each other.

The two of them had parted ways during most of the day. Sacha wanted to give Connor some time to hang out with his daughters at the festival and win them a few prizes at the game booths while he stayed behind and watched the rest of the Prove members do their sets. He hadn’t seen a good number of them perform before, and he wasn’t surprised by their talent. Each and every one of them went above and beyond to put on a good who for the audience, and Sacha was sure that none of the patrons in the crowd would go home disappointed. 

Before the festival came to a close, Sacha set out to find Connor, hoping that he could find him and they could spend some time together before they all had to go home. Even though the crowds had dwindled a bit the later it got, Sacha was still having a hard time finding the other boy, and was just about to resort to pulling out his phone to call or text him when he finally caught sight of him. It wasn’t all that hard to see him, him towering over most of the people in the mob that he stood in the midst off. Quickly making his way over to him, Sacha nudged his shoulder gently when he came up beside him, giving him a look. “I almost couldn’t find you, man. Then I realized that I just needed to look for the tallest guy here.”

connorbites