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Shout out to a real one. @nickcaveofficial #acedtla #nickcaveandthebadseeds #nickcave #kcre #goldenvoice (at Ace Hotel Downtown Los Angeles)
@kcre | ♡’d
❝ Excuse me... ❞ A finger pointed to a vase with brightly colored flowers. She had been eyeing it the entire time she browsed the shop. ❝ What kind of flowers are those? ❞
“do you ever find that you APPRECIATE something more after you’re away from it for a while ??” a pause, and then a blush. “wait. of course you do.”
@kcre || call
@kcre. / liked
“do you ever wonder,” the musing begins in a mumble, “how much of our lives is determined by our own actions & how much of it is truly up to fate? well, suggesting that fate exists. like, do we really create our own destinies?” if that were the case, then he’d have to work a little more diligently towards his own destiny. call him a fool ( or a procrastinator seeking for justification ), but he’s been inclined to follow the belief of everyone’s lives already being mapped out for them.
@kcre.
it was difficult not to get sidetracked. attention lost in the crowds of bright petals ( carnations & tulips & a beautiful myriad of flowers he wish he could afford ), he has to remind himself that he had a purpose in mind when he first arrived: buy a bouquet. particularly one for his mother. what flowers it should contain exactly, he’s not sure. gaze shifts to scan the area, resting on someone he assumes to be an employee of the shop.
“um, hello,” the timid greeting’s followed by a small wave. “i was hoping you could help me with a flower arrangement?”
frame would collapse on couch beside the brunette; own crown finding its way down against the lap of one female FIXATED on the screen flashing in front of her. lips would purse && brows would furrow now. ( GODS, only seconds in && she’s already hooked. )
❝ ------ did he just tear that man’s heart out? who is this damon salvatore && why have you never told me about this before? ❞
@kcre || 💔
“i-i’m fine, okay ??” that’s a LIE, of course, and her tears are what give her away. ( someone take away her ability to reread old texts and look at old pictures before things REALLY go downhill. )