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XAV: fair enough

XAV: the worst are actually the best!!!

XAV: sadly, 99% of everyone ever disagree

TAYLOR: i bet !

TAYLOR: puns and stuff are actually my favorite so

TAYLOR: i am part of the 1%!

#ft. xavier

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TONY: w h a t

TONY: who are you & what have you done w/ my sister lmao

TONY: i mean...............if u wanna go out and get drunk and do something exciting we can do that

TAYLOR: what do u mean !!! this isn't the first time i want to get drunk !!!

TAYLOR: i'm not /that/ much of a party pooper

TAYLOR: yes that is what i want tony thank u

#ft. tony

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SAM: i'm something exciting, do me.

SAM: that was a joke please the opportunity was there and i had to take it

SAM: but yeah sure i'm good at exciting things we can figure something out what's up?

SAM: what happened to your mood wanna talk about it

TAYLOR: i seriously thought you were serious for like .5 seconds

TAYLOR: then i realized it was you

TAYLOR: yes please !!! anything that isn't sitting at home

TAYLOR: i don't know i just started thinking about .... the whole family situation and i .... Got Sad

TAYLOR: and also i wrote this article for a blog but everyone seems 2 hate it what is happening

#ft. sam

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LILA: i'll get someone to cover the bar !!!

LILA: i can be the customer for once lmao

LILA: or we can go out n see the stars or smth... i'm not me if i don't suggest stargazing lmao

LILA: but really i'm down for whatever you want to do

TAYLOR: are you sure ?? you don't have to if you can't!!

TAYLOR: i mean that would be nice huh

TAYLOR: i've never stargazed while drunk

TAYLOR: i feel like that's a whole other experience

#ft. lila

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VIA: goooooooooooood.

VIA: now i have to put Pants on.

VIA: Pants. On.

TAYLOR: i mean do you really

TAYLOR: just wear your bikini bottoms

TAYLOR: if people ask you just say you just came from the beach

#ft. via

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Ajax: Yeah that'll be good. Could do with going out for a bit and getting away from the family

Taylor: family getting a lil too much?

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Rory: I'm literally in the exact same position as you.

Rory: Could really do with several cocktails right now

Taylor: really? you okay?

Taylor: and yes. /several/ cocktails sounds great right about now

#ft. rory

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alex: oh shit..

alex: what happened if you don't mind me asking?

taylor: uh .. i just started thinking about stuff that's making me sadtaylor: family stuff

taylor: also i'm getting some negative feedback on a post a wrote and that's never fun

#ft. alex

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Elle: I'm already going out lmao but i guess you could tag along

Taylor: why did i send this to you what the heck

Taylor: i meant to send this to someone else

Taylor: wait you're really letting me go out with you

#ft. elle

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MATTEO: getting drunk sounds like the best idea.

MATTEO: i could use some liquor in my life.

TAYLOR: i know, right?

TAYLOR: kinda dumb, but it sounds like the best 'solution' right now

#ft. matteo

brooksmcknight:

“What’s the point of everyone being here when we’re not.. when we’re not a family anymore?” he sobbed, wrapping his arms around his knees and hugging them to his chest. It just wasn’t the same and he hated it. What was once his favorite vacation destination had quickly turned into a nightmare, and he just wanted to take the first plane back to Australia. “She doesn’t care okay!” he snapped, raising his voice. That was the part that hurt the most, the fact that his mother was so focused on herself that she didn’t seem to give a damn about how this was affecting him. “Seriously, Tay.. We have no business being here anymore. Everything.. Everything just suck now!”

“woah. stop. we are still a family. it’s just mom who decided she wouldn’t be a part of it anymore. you, me, tony, mom — that’s still a damn good family to me!” taylor said, maybe a little more passionate than she’d wanted to, but then again, he really needed to hear this. she loved it here, and she didn’t want to let her mother ruin it. she couldn’t, and she wouldn’t. “maybe she doesn’t, maybe she does. but who are we to let that ruin our vacation? i, for one, won’t let her do that. and what the fuck do you mean we have no business here?” taylor really wasn’t one to curse quickly, but she felt some sort of irritation boiling up. “i don’t know about you, but i have tons of friends that i only get to see while we’re here. and i’m not leaving just because of her.”

#ft. brooks #✿⋆* — ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪᴇs || convo.

samwalshed:

“what? how are you going to stand here and tell me you don’t have passion or hips. i know for a fact that you’ve got both of those things.” he held up two fingers, pointed them at his own eyes and then at hers: the international ‘i see you’. “other people can think what they want. they can be jealous that they’re not having as much fun aw we are.” he stepped back to her, did a terribly awkward cha-cha-cha combined with some sort of box step. honestly, who knew what was happening at this point. whatever it was, it wasn’t good by any measure. that didn’t stop his laughter. “maybe it could, but they’ll have to battle me for it. like a card battle, or those little spinning top battles i used to see ads for on tv. those kids looked damn cool, tay.” he spun her again and then clapped his hands together. “alright. come on. show me some moves. wow me.”

“right, right! i am passionate about a lot of things, but i don’t know if dancing is one of those things!” she shrugged with a laugh. “and the hip thing, i guess you’re right. but other than that, i have two left feet! you’re right though. i shouldn’t care about what other people think.” taylor had just been laughing continuously through all of this, as sam’s ‘moves’ didn’t come remotely close to what they should be — but then again, who was she to say? hers weren’t any better, she decided, as she awkwardly started twisting her body as if there was a melody playing. “i think i saw those on tv. not sure. maybe it was an american thing. like so many other things.” she said and playfully stuck out her tongue. “hey, what the heck! then what have i been doing here?” she started doing some weird arm-wave-thingy, and laughed at herself. “tell me those aren’t the best moves you’ve ever seen.”

#ft. sam #✿⋆* — ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪᴇs || convo.

luciaserafino:

“see, that’s my point exactly. sorry i don’t poison our planet? it’s not like i’m doing something that’s hurting them? they just want to be able to litter without being called out for it. or something like that.” lucia retorted, scrunching up her face. “they’re inspiring, eye opening — and pretty cool when nothing goes wrong. i try and make sureto stick to the peaceful ones.” she explained. “oh, you’re so right. i wouldn’t be standing here right now if it weren’t for air conditioning.” she joked. “exactly. i mean — i doubt it’ll be up and running too soon, but it’s in the works.”

“exactly! i don’t even get what’s ‘cool’ about not caring about the environment, you know. it’s dumb.” taylor shrugged. “i bet! i mean, i guess a peaceful protest is the best kind of protest. except, like, hunger strikes maybe? i don’t know if i’d be able to do that. i get too hungry too quickly.” she chuckled. “exactly! i wish i could thank the person who invented them, but they’re probably already dead, so that’s a shame. and hey — whatever i can do to help, please let me know!”

#ft. lucia #✿⋆* — ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪᴇs || convo.

cvndyw:

cindy smiled widely at her daughter, “you’re the best. and, listen, i know i raised you, but i swear, you became this incredible all on your own, though if you insist i’ll happily take credit for your greatness.” she teased. she looked down for a moment, nodding, “i know you are, taylor, but you don’t need to worry about me, ok? it’s my job to worry about you.” then she laughed, shaking her head fondly, “oh my god, that was so cute! you were stuck in there for so long. god, we laughed so hard. i still have a picture of you all buried like that on our- my- dresser at home.”

“oh please, you flatter me too much. or is that your job as a mother, or something?” taylor chuckled, but then sighed when her mother told her not to worry. “i can’t help it, mom. i feel like it’s my job as the eldest child to worry about your wellbeing as well, you know? so if you need to, i don’t know, talk about it, or whatever... i’m here! and i won’t yell at you or anything.” she said with a small smile. “yes! i know! i did feel a little claustrophobic after a while, though. good thing i got out. oh, i know, i’m reminded of that every time i walk past it.”