#hfwf

[elisealoha]

Hot Chefs, delicious bites, endless haute cocktails, some of my fav hawaiian musicians, good friends & fireworks #onthe beach #hfwf @fsoahu ✨🧜‍♀️💗 #blessed #fakily #friends #fab #food #music #ocean #breeze #stars #laughter #love #life #luckywelivehawaii #myhawaiilife #sograteful #mahalokeakua (at Hawaii Wine And Food Festival at Ko Olina) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4eTABPjjWuJZHsneH6AsDgWxsBVo30aV1R2_A0/?igshid=1gk9aerb2v8c5

[electricbamboo]

Its been a busy week, but I got the chance for the first time to check out my first #HFWF event on Thursday night. Got to try a lot of interesting and tasty stuff, but my favorites included the Kerala Coconut Curry by Pawan Mahendro and Keoni Chang’s Kauai Shrimp piece (Keoni killed it with his dish). My favorite drink was by the Honolulu Coffee Company which had whiskey in it. So good. #HFWF18 (at The Modern Honolulu) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpgPt5fgAsU/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=13augau0b6jfe

[cohen-matt]

How Far We've Fallen || Self

Today had gone from bad to worse way too early. Matt had known from the moment he had woken up that he shouldn't go in to work... But he felt like he couldn't just bail. He was feeling off and hell, maybe he was still a little high even, but he thought maybe he could work around it. But to no avail. So, Matt ended up storming out of the gym, after exchanging a few choice words with his co-workers. And the next thing he knew he was in some sort of ridiculous argument with Rich through texts. 

Wasting no time, he followed his dealer's instructions, amazed to find how easy it was... Getting syringes than he thought he could ever need. Slipping into his house, he locked the doors behind him, going around the place and pulling all the blinds shut. He had continued to text Rich, finally blurting out through text that he loved him. How fucking stupid was he? That probably just ruined everything. He finally sat down on the couch, placing the bag on the coffee table next to every thing else he needed... Staring at it, he shifted awkwardly on the couch. 'Don't be such a pussy, Cohen...' he thought, growling at himself. Dumping the powder into a spoon, he picked up the lighter, holding it underneath, watching as the began to liquify. Swallowing hard, he continued to just power through, trying not to stop and think about it too much. Next, he picked up a syringe, pulling back on the plunger to take up the heroin. He placed it back on the table with a shaky hand. Without missing a beat, he picked up a piece of rubber tubing, tying it tight around his arm. As he grabbed the needle again, he held it up, flicking it a couple times and pushing on the end until he was sure there was no air left in it. Biting at his lip, he stared at it a second longer. 'No one gives a shit about you, Cohen... Why should you?' he thought, egging himself on. Bringing it down, he let out a breath as he pressed the needle into his vein, quickly pressing down the plunger completely before he could chicken out. His mouth fell open, euphoria taking him over almost immediately. Pulling it out, he tossed the needle back onto the coffee table, hand fumbling clumsily to get the tubing off as he relaxed back against his couch, eyes falling shut. 

Enjoying his high for a little while longer, he finally picked his phone back up, pleading to Rick that they forget he had said anything... He really wasn't expecting an "I love you too" to pop up on his phone. He was shocked, starting to feel a little guilty... After a few more messages, it hit him that Richard couldn't see any of this... He stumbled up, trying to clean away any shred that this just happened. 

Rich couldn't know... Nobody could...