#gabriela.

[jordanmu]

LOCATION: Water Tower Place.

TIMEFRAME: Afternoon, 1/10.

OPEN TO: @alexsmu​ ( Landon McIntosh )

More often than not, Gabi was set out to do the shopping for the older kids at work. They needed clothes, and most of them knew exactly what they wanted. Some even asked for the best pair of Jordan’s, and all Gabi could do was laugh. With them, of course. She’d been walking around the mall for about an hour, several shopping bags hanging off of both of her arms and she was starting to get just a little bit sore. After making her way to the food court, Gabi sat down at a random table and let out a long sigh. She was far too busy checking her phone and putting everything down that she didn’t realize that someone was already sitting at that table. “Crap, sorry!” Gabi laughed, her eyes flickering from her bags up to the person in front of her. Landon McIntosh. Her Political Science professor from college. Her hot professor. Like... really hot. “Oh my god, Landon, hey!” She paused, realizing that it was probably weird to call him by his first name. “I mean, Mr. McIntosh.” Gabi couldn’t help but smile at him flirtatiously, remembering all the times he’d not-so subtly hit on her. “How are you? It’s been... Wow, it’s been a long time.”

[mshalhoub-blog1]

@queenxferrer    ----    “¿Ves eso? ¡Es una ardilla!” Soltó con emoción luego de haber arrojado todos sis libros y cuadernos a un lado, buscando acercarse al lugar donde se encontraba el pequeño animal. Ese era uno de los beneficios de estudiar al aire libre: la naturaleza te inspiraba, literalmente.

[thewiire]

6 mins ago i sent gaby a glee song and she hasn’t responded i think i’m on probation 

[effieciency]

Yesterday was the day of the ones who make us love that character and then kill it, the ones who make us laugh and cry, and sometimes both at the same book. The ones who finish the book in a cliffhanger, and make lots of plot twist that confuse us. But they still make us love them so much. Yesterday was the day of the writer.

 I'd like to congrat every writer here,  I wish to you all the inspiration , good ideas and everything. Even the biggest writers start from the bottom, and I know sometimes it's difficult for many of you, but don't give up and keep the good work! Thanks to you, I have read the best stories of my life! thanks very much!  Let's also remember all of our favorites writers: Jo,Rick, Suzanne, Cassandra.... let's pray for them, for many years of  writing! and let's also pray for the ones who aren't with us anymore, but have left their amazing stories with us, Lewis, Caroll, Tolkien .... I know they are on heaven watching and blessing the new authors here! (if you don't believe in God, mentalize good and positive stuff and "send" all of that to your favorite writer !)   Today, is the day of the Grandparents. Remember to pray for ones who have left us, and remember the ones who are still with us.

[boeseetal]

Você mal podia imaginar, mas todas as conversas que tínhamos, você penetrou-me o coração, arrancou todas as dores e cuidou das feridas. Sua doce voz que se fazia presente em meus pensamentos, afastara todos os pesadelos que constantemente me atormentavam, você foi a luz que guiara meus olhos em meia toda escuridão, teu abraço me acolheu com tanta ternura, que a saudade foi embora com a tristeza, seu sorriso tão determinante contagiou o meu e me recuperou o semblante. Você é, meu doce amor, meu amor, porque quero ser seu amor. Sua doçura atravessou as barreiras da distancia para disferir o amor que contagiava meu peito.

Lucas Boese

[sorrisosdeumcoracaorebelde-blog]

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