❝ we could watch the waves, we could watch the sky, or just sit and wait as the time ticks by. ❞
( @itssaviour ) - lyric starter call the next ten minutes - the last five years
seen from United States
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❝ we could watch the waves, we could watch the sky, or just sit and wait as the time ticks by. ❞
( @itssaviour ) - lyric starter call the next ten minutes - the last five years
@itssaviour followed @sxctransxtglorxa !!
Agatha was the type of student whose notes were worthy of being framed and hung on the wall -- sticky notes on the margins, color-coating, charts and diagrams and doodles. She struggled to both understand the material and enjoy it, so she chose to explore her artistic side through her note-taking.
To help her prepare for a test in her linguistics class, she decided to join a study group. It was small, around five other students besides herself. As she looked over her rather-colorful notes and the review packet, she scrunched her thin eyebrows in confusion. The Irish girl looked up to the others and her eyes locked on a certain brunette whose name she knew was Marius. “Marius, right?” she asked, before proceeding to move closer to him. “Sorry to bother, but I was wondering if you could explain this t’ me?” She showed him her notes, pointing to the source of her troubles.
@itssaviour
“Did you SEE that? Please tell me you saw that--”
@itssaviour wants to play
It was another one of those days when it seemed impossible to keep her boys together in one spot. Sylvia usually didn´t mind, because as long as they were playing they were happy, but sometimes she couldn´t help but feel a little exhausted chasing after them in the park.
Not that she would ever complain though, how could she when their laughter was finally ringing through the air again?
Her lips were curled as she sprinted through the trees, finding them just rushing away from the bench where James could usually be found. Today, however, it wasn´t their friend sitting their and Sylvia stopped, eyes a little widened.
“Oh my, I am so sorry, Mister.” she found herself saying, straightening her dress as she watched the boys disappearing between the trees. “They like to play here, I hope they weren´t a disruption! If so I apologize, it won´t happen again,”
FOR ITSSAVIOUR
❛ if ya’ ask me, i reckon clyde & i won’t be here in ol’ france for very long. but you shouldn’t worry yourself about me. i’ve got clyde & i can TAKE CARE of myself. ❜
the texan assured the young man once putting out her cigarette with an effortless SWIFT MOTION in the ash tray that rested upon the table.
@itssaviour 🌹
📖 ― ❛ bonjour monsieur. can i help you? the shopkeeper will be back promptly, although i can ASSIST you if you’re in need of a new book to read ?