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morallygreydesi replied to your post: “wish there was a way on goodreads you could have a private to-read...”:
this is why i screenshot or keep a notepad open to write them down..or bookmark the page
tru i do this too sometimes but then also when it comes to rating and reviewing a book that’s obviously public/viewable to your friends as well. it’s 2015 i shouldn’t have to make a separate shame account for my dark endeavors.
pynch au -- moroi & alchemist
“You make me want to become something greater than myself. I want to excel. You inspire me in every act, every word, every glance. I look at you, and you’re like… like l i g h t made into f l e s h.”
happy birthday, ronannllynch!
morallygreydesi said: what platform yo i got kik and whatsapp
katarazukos said: YES i can message u guys my # if u want. or if u prefer skype or w/e
i dont mind trading #’s or we can just all add each other on whatsapp? kik is too hectic for me.
ღ (i'm too lazy to switch accounts pls don't hate me but that's from sydney :P)
It's been almost a week since I found her in Hadrian's Villa, and thankfully, there were very cute and romantic moments that followed. I made her dinner, she cooked the next day, and there's this one afternoon when we had a good day having gelato, sitting across the view of the Colosseo until the light eventually faded out. We slept in one bed, all snuggled up, had a bit of reminiscence while having blueberry pancakes in the morning. There was another talk about visiting Sweden at some point, and she was agreeing to it at the time with her soft giggles that I've terribly missed.We kissed good morning, over lunchtime and good night. We made out on the couch, or the bed for a few minutes until Marcus phoned to confirm if she was already home or the pizza delivery buzzed for the untimely arrival. I woke up every morning and she was there -- even though since that incident, I constantly feared that she won't be. I had to be extra careful with feeding, but after a good talk, she was more open about it. Even though she was still fearful, she understood. Still I chose not to show her that again. Maybe not ever. So everything was running smoothly so far. But there was one thing missing. No pressure, really. I solemnly swear, I stopped caring about my needs on that aspect a long time ago. Her well-being was far more important to me. Her built-in alarm clock to cut our little intimate sessions seemed to have returned to place lately, but I didn't mind.Other than that, we're doing well. Although came midweek, and she disappeared again while I was in the shower. My showers still took forever, and that's probably one thing that'll never change but I trusted we're doing fine so I thought it's okay to leave her alone while she was quietly looking out the window. Cue the panic when I searched everywhere in the apartment and found nothing. I was about to leave, and just pulled out the clothes from the wardrobe until the door swung open.I scampered out of the bedroom, towel still wrapped around my waist and sighed in relief when she finally emerged from the main door. "Sage!" I approached her when she shut the door behind her, "You don't just disappear like that, okay? Where've you been?" hands darted towards her shoulders and her eyes flew wide, cheeks turned pink and dropped the bag of fresh fruit on the floor. "I was -- I was craving for bananas." She was still looking startled but she finally spoke, with her cheeks bright pink. It took seconds until I realized what just happened. Drumroll. My towel was on the floor. Both our eyes drifted down my junk and she added in a jumpy tone, "Smoothie. B-banana smoothie." "Oh shit." I made the motion of covering up but her hands were already on my wrists. "Don't." She spoke firmly this time, her eyes now back to mine."Sage, I promise, it was an accident I was just--" I was cut off by a soft kiss, a languid press chaperoned by her fingers on my chest. And then I was completely drawn in, wrapping my arms around her frame, her arms snaking around my neck, and I sealed my lips upon hers, feverish as I completely submitted to the heat that currently diffusing across my body. She reciprocated wiht the same amount of fervor and even though I was careful not to force her back into something like this -- I know it'll take a lot of getting used to -- I allowed myself to be inundated in that euphoria.God, I need her, more than I can possibly admit. "I missed you so much." I breathlessly whispered once we managed to pull apart. Then I scooped her in my arms and took her back to bed.
morallygreydesi replied to your post “everyone in north india rn”
just asking, but how bad is it? my mom's supposed to be going to delhi for christmas and knowing her she'll underpack i just KNOW it..
it's quite bad for december lol (it was 4 degrees in the morning...yikes). also we haven't seen the sun in days lol!! it usually gets comfy till the noon but it's not happening rn! the temperature stays under 10 all day which is annoying and all this in december when january is the coldest month
