#yankeeedo

[psychxriot-blog]

@yankeeedo

“Thanks for accepting to coach me on this! I’ve done rope walking, wall climbing, unicycle through a ring of fire but I don’t know a thing about surfing!” Only she would audition for a movie that would spend at least ninety-five percent of its shooting on top of a board.

Oh well, that’s show-biz.

“So..why can’t I just do it with my hands again? I have a way better balance on those then my legs.”

[gothchique-blog]

GOTH GIRL HAS BEEN DOING IT AGAIN.

JOURNALS. shIT u right.

[gothchique-blog]

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

ALPHABETIZED. | ACCEPTING.

     ❛     Yes     ,       and       I        say         that       we      shouldn’t      just      plant      this      without      making      sure      its      the      C O R R E C T     soil      !     ❜

[blondetyped]

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;; meme II @yankeeedo (5. a neck kiss)

        lindsay may be one of the few people who actually enjoy the little reunions.  she’s gotten along with most of the other competitors, and seeing what everyone has been up to since things ended [she hopes] is actually really nice.  she can’t quite piece together how catching up had ended up with her giggling with bridgette pressed up against the door to a bathroom stall.

        they had been teammates back in world tour under a poorly named guise, but at least things were looking victorious tonight.

        her fingers lace with the other blonde’s (lindsay was impressed with how well bridgette dressed up – her hair looked so good like that, and she had made sure to tell her before they found themselves fumbling between touches on their way to the more intimate bathroom); her heart threatens to bounce out of her low cut dress as her head dips to focus on bridgette’s craned neck. warm.  she’s warm, or maybe it’s just lindsay’s own warmth – or the fact that there is actually an open bar at this thing.  thoughts aren’t screwed on too straight, but lindsay’s thoughts never entirely are cohesive.

        her teeth and tongue graze skin which tastes faintly of soap; hands squeezing hands as lindsay closes the gap between them.