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[evaduartes]

"Can you be anymore obvious?"

“Can you be anymore obvious?”

“What is this, an Avril Lavigne concert?” Silas’ reply was testy, offered perhaps a second too fast– but it was the casual glance over his shoulder that prompted an even wider grin from his companion. 

“He’s not looking at you.”

The redhead sighed, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. Cole was right, but he was triumphant about it, peering easily over his head to give the gentleman in question an appraising glance. “He’s cute, right?” Last week’s conquest, an awkward ending to an excellent night, Silas was still stained red from recognition just a moment before. 

“Yeah, and he’s coming over.” The widened horror in emerald eyes made Cole laugh. “Let’s dip.”

[evaduartes]

xoxo the two big dums

I’m all for Nicholas Sparks with a tub of Haagen Dazs, but after a while, it starts to give you a toothache. Resembling something like a Shrek and Fiona but a little less green and potato-nosed, these two are the fairly odd couple on campus. With Max Nolan and his generally sunshiney aura, it’s strange to see him so gleeful with a girl who resembles the evening so well. She does not care for the winter sun, but it looks like she cares for a drop of that summer warmth, it seems like everywhere you go on campus, they’re draped over each other somewhere. 

[marchingonebyone]

"I’m never coming back." - Os

Her eyes were glassy, like two shiny marbles, little Earths swallowed upby clear ocean, the way scientists predict we’re all going to go. Theblue was washed out, all that ocean water so close to tide, so closeto brimming over and falling. If words were weapons his were arrows,each one hitting her in the chest, each one a mortal wound, and shehad to bite down on her tongue to keep from crying out, or launchingpleas catapult style into the air. Don’t leave. I’ll do better. Ican change. I love you. Heart and head are always atconstant war, the beautiful boy had always been not a battle prizebut a reason to keep fighting. Never cut her down, the look on hisface sealed the tomb. She wouldn’t cry. She wouldn’t beg. A greatregression, like all that was left of the sweetness they had wasburned sugar. “Take your shit with you.” I love you.

[mapaduszy]

m-arvel replied to your post:m-arvel replied to your post:i think yuri pleskun...

i just scolled down on your blog and saw the picture of kaszewski *wipes away tear* amayzing

i know my friend i know *wipes away own tears*

[mapaduszy]

m-arvel replied to your post:i think yuri pleskun is 100% the perfect ronan. he just IS ronan. i knew of him before i read the book and as soon as a read ronan description i was like "yuri"

omg ‘too skinny’ is the only thing holding me back..think about it.. yuri could be a better kavinsky than ronan

duDE SO TRUE OMFG

[mapaduszy]

m-arvel replied to your post:Through the open window, Ronan asked evenly, “You...

IM GOING 2 CRY

i wAS WAITING FOR U TO REPLY GOOD GOD ITS LIKE SAYING "KAVINSKY" 3 TIMES IN FRONT OF A MIRROR SUMMONS YOU

[mapaduszy]

m-arvel said: this is too much 4 me

josephkavinskys said: That sounds lovely

isnt this just beautiful i have tears in my eyes

[hnanase]

m-arvel replied to your post: ...

aww. i know it’s so long man. it took me WEEKS. but that was weeks of crying and loving it sm. i also started hnr!!! im on ch 19.

"it took me WEEKS" idk whether i should be en- or discouraged  lmao

and yayy heartbreak for everyone