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[thatdesigirl17]

hima. early twenties. she/her.

aries. slytherin. music lover. reader. cinephile. dancer. artist. cricket enthusiast. bollywood. tvdu and marvel.

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unmuted my reels by mistake in a lecture and blasted out ‘oh ferran! oh ferran!’ in front of like 30 people

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I don’t think I’ll ever be able to attend the first lecture

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the worst feeling is waking up from an after classes nap and finding the motivation to go to the gym

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erm... Why do u justify cheating? even if it's only a fanfic, lol.

I do not justify cheating irl, however this is just fiction for a character that is toxic, I mean it’s rafe cameron, besides that is the entire point of it being mentioned in the warnings, if you aren’t comfortable then just scroll through it, it’s just fiction that’s all

[thatdesigirl17]

need you back

rafe cameron x fem!reader

warnings: rafe almost cheats on reader, reader and rafe are kinda toxic, rafe is impulsive, reader destroys stuff, swearing, rafe begging, brief mentions of sex and murder (sarcastically mostly)

a/n: this is heavily inspired by blank space, better than revenge and imgonnagetyouback by taylor swift and the characters could be a bit out of character, sorry for that, but I hope you like it!

Rafe had texted you that a meeting was holding him late in the office, again. You sighed as you changed into a slip dress, putting on a movie. Rafe and you had been together for a couple of years now, you’d move in within a few months of your relationship. You knew all about his past, you were a friend of his sister before being his girlfriend, you knew all the things the Pogues had to say about him, all the things Sarah said to scare you away and beg you to not fall for him. But you did, you helped him, ‘created a better man out of him’ he’d say. Halfway through your movie, your phone pinged. You opened the text from Sarah, your eyes widening, the movie long forgotten.

‘I’m sorry but you had to know.’ Along with the text, a picture of Rafe Cameron, your boyfriend, making out with another girl, a bartender from the country club, you recognised. Emotions coursed through you at high speed, confusion, denial, betrayal, sorrow and lastly fury. Your eyes burned with rage the longer you looked at the picture.

You clenched your jaw so hard that it hurt, you looked around the room, the room which belonged to Rafe and you. All the memories, everything you’d done for him, all the nights he’d loved you, made you feel special, made you feel loved came back to you, only adding fuel your in your burning rage. You laughed dark and hollow, at how naive you’d been, everyone had warned you, everyone had told you exercise caution around Rafe, to not trust him, but your stupid fucking head was blinded by your heart and feelings. Thinking back at how over the last few weeks things had been a little off, you guys had been arguing, going through a rough patch.

You out of the bed, destroying everything that had him on it. The vase on your nightstand shattered, the pictures and frames came next, the TV on which you were watching the film also shattered, you moved on to his clothes next, the fancy designers and labels being ripped apart my your nails, the ones that wouldn’t bulge under you were dumped in the fireplace. You moved through his house, leaving the destruction behind as you went. His house represented the state of your relationship by the time you were done, broken, shattered and a fucking mess. You looked around, dropping to your knees, the tears spilling free, as you cried your heart out, clutching your chest.

You heard his car before you saw the flashlights, the anger making its way back into your body. You didn’t want to face him, not yet, you wanted him to be left in the dark, just like you were, so you hid in the bathroom.

Rafe’s eyes widened panic hitting his chest as soon as he opened the door, he called out your name, rushing upstairs, trying to find you. When he reached the bedroom and didn’t find you, he checked the balcony. He found you, standing in the driveway, his golf club on shoulder as you glared up at him, the anger in your eyes visible to him even in the dead of the night.

You looked him dead in the eye as you swung right on his windshield, the glass shattering around you. ‘What the fuck!’, he yelled, seeing you repeatedly beat and smash his car right in front his eyes. He hurried downstairs, almost falling as he walked up to you.

‘What the fuck are you doing? Baby what the hell happened?’, he yelled, getting closer. ‘What the fuck do you think I am? Huh?’, you yell out, throwing the club on the ground, ‘Am I fucking joke to you? Or just a way to get your dick wet when she isn’t around?’

You could see the moment the realisation hit his eyes, ‘Guess I wasn’t as stupid as you fucking thought.’, you say, chest heaving, heat radiating off your body. ‘Fuck baby, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it, she didn’t mean anything I swear-‘, he started rambling nervously, but your laughter cut him off, the same one from earlier, dark and hollow.

‘Is that what you said to her about me? Did you think about me when you fucked her? Or did you think about her when you fucked me?’, you spat in his face, your hands on his cheeks, clawing at his skin. ‘Don’t- don’t say that, I lost my way, I swear she was a mistake, please, just let me explain.’, he begged, his eyes watery. ‘How long, Rafe?’, you asked, letting go of him, shoving his chest as he stumbled back. You ran a hand through your hair, breathing heavily as he rambled on apologies and explanations. ‘Shut the fuck up with your hollow apologies and answer me, how long?’, you yell out. ‘Just once, I promise.’, he breathes out slowly, looking away from you, tears falling down his face. You breathe out, stepping back, the pit in your stomach widening. He lunged forward, dropping to his knees in front of you, holding your waist with a bruising grip, he pressed soft kisses on your stomach, ‘I’m sorry baby, I swear I didn’t mean to, she was a mistake baby, you’re my everything, you’re the only one for me baby, please.’

You leaned down, grabbing his chin and forcing him up to look at you, ‘After everything I did for you? After every shit I tolerated? Was she worth it? Did she feel good? Did she fuck you better?’, you say, your voice firm but laced with venom, ‘You are everything they say you are, you are a psychopath who only cares about himself.’

‘Don’t say that, please.’, he said, his jaw clenching, his watery eyes gaining an angry edge to them.

‘Fuck off, live happily with her, let’s see if she’ll clean up after you.’, you gritted as you pushed him, walking away and getting into your own car.

You drove off, leaving him on the driveway amidst the destruction. Your rage still hadn’t submerged, fury still radiated off you as you went to Sarah and the Pogues. The only place you knew would help you.

The next morning, you made your way to the country club, seeing the girl Rafe cheated on with behind the counter, smiling. It boiled your blood to see her, you walked straight up to her, seeing that she recognised you.

You stepped behind the counter and right in her personal space, ‘You know me? I was the girlfriend of the guy you were fucking last night.’ She gulped and looked away, ‘I don’t know what you want, please I work here, don’t make a scene.’ You scoffed, ‘Don’t make a scene? You seriously have the audacity to say that to me? After you slept your way through what was mine? Well I hope you are happy with Rafe, he’s a piece of work and he’s every bit of shit they say he is.’, you warned before looking her up and down, ‘He’ll get rid of you soon enough, I didn’t know his choice was this trashy.’ You turned but her voice stopped you, ‘He told me about you, said you were boring, quite bitchy and didn’t meet his needs, so I guess I’ll stay longer than you did.’

You smirked, ‘Shouldn’t have said that.’ You turned around, your hand reaching towards the beer bottle sitting on the counter as you hit the top of her head, she screamed, blood dripping down the side of her forehead. ‘You dumb fucking bitch, I’m gonna fuck your life.’, you said and walked out.

You heard your phone ringing, another call from Rafe, he was texting and calling you since the night. You picked up but before he could say anything, you started, ‘If I were you, I’d find and patch up your girlfriend, oh and also, find her a new job, she’ll be fired for making such a scene.’ ‘What did you do?’, he asked. ‘Just got it through her thick head that she’ll pay for stealing what’s mine.’, you said as you hung up.

That day Rafe had found out about you living with Sarah, and he made his way there, begging to talk to you, but you wouldn’t budge. So he decided to be stubborn as well. It had been almost three days and Rafe stayed out there on the hammock, waiting for you. He had shown all the emotions he possibly could, begged and cried on the first day, then he resolved to anger and frustration being Rafe, then he decided to wait and figure out how to win you back. He got you flowers, jewellery, clothes, anything that he remembered you liked, he cleared any repercussions you could’ve faced for whatever damage you did when you were angry, he explained himself through the door every day, sometimes his frustration getting the better of him as he would bang it with force.

Sarah stepped out, bringing him food again, ‘Rafe, go home, she’ll talk to you when she’s ready. You fucked up.’ ‘I know I did, but I’ve gotta get her back.’, he mumbled. Sarah waited for a few minutes sighed and then turned around, walking back inside when Rafe’s voice stopped her, calling out her name.

‘I was pissed at you for telling her, but I don’t blame you, you were a good friend to her. Can you just do me a favour? Just give this to her.’, he said, handing her a small, red, velvet box. ‘Rafe, this is an engagement ring.’, Sarah gasped, surprised as she looked at her brother in shock. ‘It was Mom’s’, he nodded, ‘I got it that night, I was gonna propose has this entire thing planned. It’s so like me to fuck up the one good thing I had going on.’ He let out a self deprecating laugh, ‘i didn’t wanna propose her because I felt guilty, but I realised that no one would ever be her, and I hate myself for the way I reached that realisation, I met that girl during a rough patch in our relationship, and I felt like my life was falling apart and I don’t know I was high and it just happened, I never meant for anything to happen.’

‘Rafe, I’ll tell her all that but I don’t know, you really hurt her.’, Sarah said before walking back inside.

She found you looking at Rafe through the windows. ‘Why is he still here?’, you asked her. ‘He feels bad, said he won’t go until he’s talked to you.’, she explained. You sighed as you sat down on the couch, Sarah sitting beside you. ‘What are you thinking? What are you gonna do?’, she asked placing a comforting hand on your knee. ‘I’m so mad at him, I see all of the shit he’s doing but I can’t forget what he did, I’ve heard the explanation and I know how he gets when he’s high and I know I wasn’t making it easy for him during that rough patch, but it still doesn’t make it better. Honestly? I’ve no idea what to do.’, you admitted. Sarah rubbing comforting circles on your knee. ‘Do you still have feelings for him?’, she asked softly.

You sighed, ‘That’s the worst part, I do. I can’t seem to not love him. I don’t know what to do, I feel so pathetic.’ ‘Hey, come on, it’s fine, everyone could see you really loved him. You need time to figure out everything.’, she comforted you. She slowly handed the small box to you, ‘Rafe told me to give this to you, it was our mom’s. He said he had everything planned and that he didn’t wanna do it because he felt guilty, he wanted to do it because he realised you’re the one he wants.’ ‘Great fucking method of realisation.’, you muttered as you looked at the ring. If Rafe was handing out a piece that belonged to his mother, you knew he was serious, you weren’t doubting his actions about this, but you couldn’t bring yourself to forgive him.

‘Come on, enough of that sad shit.’, JJ chimed in, coming closer, ‘You need to let loose and get away from all this, tonight’s bonfire is the perfect way.’ He grinned at you and Sarah, and you smiled back, nodding as he cheered in victory.

You got dressed and made your way outside, Rafe instantly standing up and walking over. ‘Dude, she doesn’t wanna talk, let her have this.’, JJ said, much to Rafe’s dismay. Rafe glared at him before looking at you, you were glaring at him, wearing a dress he told you was ‘for his eyes only’. He gave a small nod, eyes still fixated at you as his jaw clenched harder, his teeth gritting, ‘Fine, we won’t talk but I’m not gonna let her out of my sight.’

You scoffed rolling your eyes as you walked ahead, Rafe a few steps behind you, all the way to the party.

Rafe kept a safe distance but his eyes never left you, as you enjoyed yourself, drinking, dancing, smoking. He glared at any guy who even dared to look at you. His jaw clenched as he saw you dance too close to JJ Maybank out of everyone on the island. His impulse getting the better of him he walked straight towards you, yanking you away and dragging you to a secluded corner.

‘What the fuck Rafe!’ You can’t do that, I’m not your girlfriend anymore if you forgot, you shouted. ‘You were never not mine, you get that? And JJ? Seriously?’, he spat his eyes burning and dark, but then they softened, ‘Come on baby, just talk to me, please, I’m begging here. Did Sarah gave you the ring?’

‘Yes she did, I haven’t decided yet. I need time.’; you say. ‘It’s yours, whatever you decide. I can’t even think of giving it to anyone else.’, he said, his tone softening for a minute. He ran a hand through his hair, ‘Look there is no excuse for what I did, no explanation. I know I fucked up and I’m here to beg you, whatever you want, name it and I’ll do it baby, just please don’t leave, just give me one more chance, please.’ You could practically hear the desperation in his voice. ‘God I regret it so much, you don’t know, she was a mistake baby. She didn’t mean anything, you can kill her if you’d like and I’ll help you hide the body. I wish there was just a reset button so we could start new but I know there isn’t, I’m ready to work for it, just tell me what do you want me to do.’, he continued pleading.

Just then JJ walked over, ‘You good? Dude, leave her alone.’ Rafe’s jaw clenched harder as his hands folded into fists. ‘Get the fuck out of here Maybank, I’m trying to talk to her. Don’t make me do something that’ll make it worse.’, he spat through gritted teeth. You could see he was holding back, but he was just a word away from throwing a punch and he looked like he wouldn’t stop until he had killed him. ‘I’m fine, I’ll be back just give us space please.’, you said to JJ who nodded and left reluctantly.

‘Seriously Rafe? You were about to hit him. You could’ve gone to jail you know? Or do you just love the handcuffs?’, you hissed at him. He laughed frustratedly, his blue eyes burning with a dark intensity and desire, ‘I don’t care! I don’t care about anything but you. Even if it’s handcuffed, I’m leaving here with you. I need you back.’

You breathed heavily, your chest heaving, you could see the unhinged manic edge in his eyes as he towered you. ‘Then you should’ve done better, I’m so mad at you and I hate you so much right now but I hate the fact that I still fucking love you more. But I’m gonna need time and you’re gonna do better.’, he finally gave in, a bit of anger still lacing your tone. Rafe breathed out, a small part of him relieved, but he still had a long way ahead of him, ‘Whatever you need baby, I’ll do anything to get you back.’

[doeeyedbtch]

10 people i'd like to get to know tag game !!

Thank you for thinking of me @rafesdaydream 🫶🏻

Last song: ride by lana del rey

Currently watching: just started the vampire diaries for the first time lolll

Current obsession: Idk I don't think I have one rn 😣

Currently reading: the hunger games, catching fire.

Currently working on: hmm a Chris Sturniolo one-shot 🤭

Currently wearing: a grey hoodie and black sweatpants..

Last google search: cookie recipes

Favourite flower: peonies

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thank you for tagging me @doeeyedbtch <3

Last song: She has no time by Keane

Currently watching: One Tree Hill for the billionth time.

Current obsession: honestly not even sure right now lmao.

Currently reading: Play Along by Liz Tomforde

Currently working on: i have literally like… 4 wips right now🥲

Currently wearing: pj shorts and a t-shirt

Last google search: flightaware so i could track my dad’s flight home.

Favorite flower: tulips 🌷

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10 people i'd like to get to know tag game !!

Thank you for thinking of me @dilaurentisprincess

Last song: just like you by jensen mcrae

Currently watching: if you are talking about just in general.. i literally have the newest hermitcraft ep from ethoslabs (on youtube) on while i write this fic... but if u mean like... tv show... it's the oc

Current obsession: the melon flavored melona's & the raspberry and nectrine waterloo sparkling water

Currently reading: i have been reading nettle & bone for ages now bc i have been in a reading slump... and i just need to get into my old reading routine

Currently working on: i have a lot of fics going right now but im currently working on part 3 to "we're not in love" which is my garrett graham & reader fic w/ the surprise pregnancy (:

Currently wearing: black biker shorts & an oversized snoopy halloween tshirt

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10 people i'd like to get to know tag game !!

Thank you for mentioning me @hauntedsilences

Last song: fatal by zayn

Currently watching: lucky because drew starkey and its actually really good up until now and I'm so excited for the next episode to air

Current obsession: the song freaked out, ferran torres, sotb series by @loveharlow and nehm series by @evansbby (both are rafe cameron fics and they are so fucking good! absolute masterpieces!)

Currently reading: just finished notes from underground by Fyodor Dostoevsky and now started Norwegian wood by Murakami

Currently working on: a longer john logan angst fic inspired by a one direction song and a rafe cameron fic which will be uploaded tonight most probably

Currently wearing: white oversized t-shirt and navy shorts

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Favourite flower: lillies and tulips

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daydreaming about being at the protest rn itna bura fomo toh kabhi nahi hua hai fr

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not flipkart and amazon both blocking my accounts at the same time I just wanna shop please

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got kicked out of lecture today cause I was late because I spent my morning reading fics and choosing to be less miserable

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nevermind spent the last hour watching ferran torres edits im not so mad anymore

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got kicked out of lecture today cause I was late because I spent my morning reading fics and choosing to be less miserable

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wrecked

bf!john logan x fem!reader

warnings: reader gets into an accident, swearing, other than that pure fluff logan comforting reader plus this is very short

a/n: inspired by true event considering I got in an accident this week which wrecked my car but thankfully my friend and I are fine nothing happened to us but looks bad for my car, anyways I hope you like it!

‘Hello? John?’, you say quivering, Logan immediately standing up at your voice, ‘Hey baby, what’s wrong are you okay?’

‘Fuck baby I’m so sorry I didn’t know how it happened- it just- I can’t even- I’m sorry’, you rambled, breathing heavily and crying. ‘Hey, hey, hey, relax, what’s wrong? Are you okay? Where are you?’, he said worry instantly making its way into his voice as he already left the hockey house. ‘What happened baby? I need you to talk to me.’, he said while pulling up your location on his phone and walking in your direction.

‘Your car…I-‘, you started, your voice breaking, as you tried to continue, ‘this truck just came in, I swear I didn’t see it, shit I’m so sorry.’ His heart sank at your tears and the way you sounded so fragile. ‘Shh baby don’t cry, are you okay? You’re not hurt are you?’, he said, walking faster.

You had borrowed Logan’s car to run a few errands, and even after saying no a hundred times he had forced into using it. That car was his baby, he loved it and cared for it way more than a car. So when a truck crashed into you while you were driving you couldn’t seem to get the guilt out of your head.

Logan comforted you on the call as he reached your location soon enough, since you were on your way back to the hockey house as it is. He saw his car first, parked at the side of the road, the back door on the left side completely dented and ripped off the paint. He didn’t even look at the car twice before searching for you.

His brows furrowed and his brown eyes softened the moment he found you. You sat on the side of the road, a few people by your side, trying to help you. You looked so small and delicate, crying and trying to calm your breathing.

‘Hey, baby, it’s fine.’, he said racing over to you and leaning down, crouching in front of you. ‘I’m so glad you’re safe and not hurt.’, he mumbled, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. You sobbed harder, tears straining his clothes as you gripped him tightly, ‘I’m so sorry, I don’t know how this happened, fuck I can’t even-‘, you said in between cries but he shushed you, rubbing your back in comforting strokes, kissing your forehead. ‘Don’t worry about it baby, it’s not your fault I’m sure. You’re safe and that’s all that matters to me baby.’, he said, his voice soft and a bit worried seeing your current state. You were flooded with guilt and regret, he could see it as you cried in his chest.

‘It’s gonna cost you so much, I’m so sorry, I’ll pay you back I promise.’, you shuddered against his chest. He pulled you in tighter, ‘You don’t have to worry about that baby, I’m a mechanic, remember? It’s no big deal. It’s just a car baby. You’re the thing that matters. The only thing that I’m glad is fine. Come on, let’s get you home.’

He helped you to your feet, taking off his jacket and placing it on your shoulders as he texted the boys to get his car back to their place. He bought you water and walked you back to the hockey house, his hand never stopping rubbing comforting circles on your waist.

Once you reached the hockey house, he got you settled and calmer. He fed you, wrapping a blanket around you and pulling you into his side. He shushed you when you tried to apologise again, pulling you into his lap.

‘Everything is replaceable baby, besides you. You being okay is all that matters to me.’, he said, looking into your eyes with his, kissing your forehead, glad that nothing had happened to you.

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stupid fucking shithead truck driver wrecked my car what the fuck is wrong why is this happening to me

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dog stealer

john logan x fem!reader

warnings: none, this is pure fluff, reader has a dog named clifford, logan being determined and smug

a/n: this is very short and just something I came up with when I couldn’t sleep but also cute does logan look with a dog, hope you like it!

The first time John Logan visited your house to fix your sink, your dog, Clifford, won’t stop barking at him. He even pulled, bit his jeans and growled at him when he tried to pet him. Since you lived alone, Clifford was over protective of you, that’s the only explanation you could give him. Logan looked wounded his puppy dog eyes didn’t work for the first time, given that his competitor was an actual dog.

A few months later, you started dating, and Clifford still hated Logan. He growled at him whenever he got too close to you and would bark when you both would close the door to your bedroom. Logan was frustrated, to say the least, and you couldn’t stop laughing.

‘It’s fine, John, he’ll warm up soon enough. He’s like this with everyone, baby.’ , you’d say chuckling when he would vent out to you frustratedly, about how your dog hates him.

Logan even vented and took advice from the entire hockey team on how to win your dog over, which resulted in him being made a laughing stock and comments like ‘pussywhipped’. But Logan didn’t pay any mind to them, he was determined to win over your dog, at any cost.

After few weeks into your relationship, you came back to your house only to find Logan reading a book with Clifford perched up on his side, suspiciously quiet and normal.

‘Hey?’, you asked, clearly confused at the situation. ‘Hey baby! How was your day?’, he asked, looking up from the book, one hand casually petting Clifford. ‘Um what’s this? He doesn’t bite you anymore?’, you asked, smiling and crossing your arms over your chest, leaning on the doorframe. ‘We decided to be civil, for you.’, he grins, ‘Right bud?’, he asked Clifford, who wagged his tail and moved closer to Logan. ‘How did you even manage that?’, you laugh, seeing finally the two boys in your life getting along. ‘Just a few bribery treats and walks when you weren’t here to scold me and a deep long talk, i mean come on, who has ever been able to resist me?’, he smirked, the smugness evident in his voice. ‘I’m glad, whatever worked, atleast now both of you won’t growl when I get closer to the other one.’, you laughed, stepping closer and joining Logan, his hand instantly going over your shoulder and pulling you into his side. ‘Hey! I don’t growl! What do you mean?’, he said, faking offence, you laughed as Clifford joined the two of you, resting his head on your lap.

This was a few weeks ago, now when you come back home, you find Logan and Clifford, together, either sleeping, playing or doing whatever the hell they did. Logan started taking him on walks, he also took him often to the hockey house, Clifford also came along on your drives, contently perched in Logan’s lap, hell whenever Logan went back he would give you a kiss on your forehead and bend down, giving Clifford one too.

One day, Logan and you were sitting on your bed, watching a movie. Soon one thing led to another and you leaned in, kissing Logan, when you heard growling. You pulled away to see Clifford at the foot of the bed, growling like all those times, but this time, it was directed at you and not Logan.

‘Oh my god, you stole my dog!’, you gasped, hitting him playfully in the chest, which only spurred Clifford on as he barked. He lunged into the bed, snuggling in Logan’s lap, ‘Not my fault he loves me more than you. See how that feels like?’, he laughed, petting Clifford on the head.

You scoff, the scene in front of you that you never would’ve believed to have happen, ever, ‘I hate both of you.’ ‘Aw come on baby, don’t feel bad, I’ll talk to him, he’ll like you again.’, he smirked as he talked to Clifford in a baby voice telling him to ‘like you again’. ‘Unbelievable.’, you roll your eyes at them and tried getting away, but Logan wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you back beside him and kissing you, ‘Told you I’d win him over.’, he smirked against your lips, making you laugh.

[thatdesigirl17]

really the only good thing a man has ever done for me is made me cry to realise how pretty I actually am when I look in the mirror

[thatdesigirl17]

how much of an idiot do you have to be to bump into a car that’s literally not moving and is stuck between two cars???? and then men say women don’t drive well, I wish that motherfucker the worst

[womanguy]

you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.