#glxsspassengers

[sebwrites]

rory: am i a white girl yet ?

[devcidarchive]

+ glxsspassengers

          she's tired, very tired. it's four in the afternoon and           her search for more information about her mother            and sisters was a failure. she needed to distract            herself, and keep herself awake, so riley was in a           coffee shop now, waiting in line to order. looking            in front of her, she couldn't help but recognize            the person in front of her. they had been to the            book store quite a few times, a regular customer.            so she tapped the others shoulder, giving them a            wide smile when they turned around. this is what            riley needed, simple conversation to distract her.

                  "h-hey!!  h-how are you doing??

                                 finish that book yet??"

[teahitimataarchive]

glxsspassengers replied to your post:if i made a harry that was jack’s coworker would...

if u asked nicely

i lied i didn't miss u

[misstheboredom-blog]

     So, play-fighting with Liam is something Zayn typically avoids, but to say the least, he's in a feisty mood, and any excuse to get as close as physically possible to Liam is good enough for him. He hovers on their couch, watching the door much too eagerly, and the second it opens he launches through the air -- landing himself a good foot or two away from him. He holds his arms out for him, beckoning Liam forward with his fingers. "Try me."

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glxsspassengers liked your post:like about 90% of my threads are with harry muses...

[waves] hiiii bub are you volunteering

[exhxles]

glxsspassengers replied to your post:this is my 420th post aha blaze it

i just went to see what mine was and its 4120 what the heck

illuminati

[denouxment]

text ✉ andrew

quentin: you know it's really hard to text you

quentin: when i've still got your dick pic sitting right there and it just won't go away.....

[riseabxve]

hello ♡

He wouldn't tell it, so much as he would show it. Words could be meaningless. He'd just crawl onto Derek's lap and kiss his cheek. He'd curl up with Derek at night and stay there. He'd tease Derek about his autocorrect failures. He loved Derek; he'd always show it.