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halilcd‌:

When it came to Delilah, two things were certain. One, she always saw the best in everyone she knew without fail. Two, no matter what someone did or how things left off, she’d always be there with open arms if they needed someone. Sure, this wasn’t the best mindset for her to have because it usually meant she was walked all over but she never wanted anyone to feel lonely. Not if she could help it. And this message only cemented that in her heart. Obviously she’d known Jace was at the same cafe as her, it was almost like the connection of childhood crush gave her her own personal Jace radar! Every stolen glance in his direction hurt her just that little bit more. But she knew him, she knew he’d push her away later… but that was something she’d have to deal with when the time came.

what are you going to do about it?

As much as she wanted to go over to the boy, part of her knew it wouldn’t be that easy. He’d reached out, he could make the next move. In her head things were different, she’d got the messages and called him over to fix what they’d broken… or at least ignore it for the moment. However, this was Jace and they’d been here before. Forgetting the past to move on and be friends again only for it to be thrown back in her face. So this time, it was his choice. If he wanted to fix it or just forget for the day then she was here and would accept it but if not and it was purely out of nostalgic pain then they could both go on with their lives like it never happened. Her eyes glanced back up from her phone and over to the familiar face. Watching and waiting for whatever was to come next.

want to sit with me? I’ll buy u a hot chocolate

As he pressed send, Jace kept his head down. Her response was enough of a surprise. Accepting his invitation would be something else entirely. He couldn’t even decipher her tone in the text. Was she being sarcastic? Genuine? The invitation was out there, and now all he could do was wait. Either she would come over or send him a message telling him off for even thinking it was a possibility. He had fucked up with her, and he was very well aware of that today. She had always been willing to give him more chances, but he had been a capital-a Asshole to her over the last few years.

please

Tomorrow, he would hit himself for being so desperate. Tomorrow, he would probably wake up with some sort of “good behavior” hangover. He would deal with that. All he knew was that he needed her. She had been there for him. She had understood what his grandfather had meant to him. She had helped him deal with his emotions spiraling out of control. He wasn’t sure who else to turn to when this anniversary came around. The least she deserved was a please, right?

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Today was a day dedicated to jazz music, snickerdoodle cookies, and allowing himself to feel pain. Today marked eight years since his grandfather passed away. Eight years since he had truly been himself. Grabbing another cookie from the pan on the stove -- there was really no point in putting them on a separate plate -- he meandered into his living room once his record reached the end. Thelonious Monk was one of the musicians that Jace and his grandfather had bonded over most. Carefully removing the needle, he picked the record up and neatly slid it back into its sleeve. Next up was Duke Ellington, and as his voice and the instruments rang out throughout his house, Jace heard someone at his door.

Not even concerned with turning his music off, he strode over to the front door, half eaten cookie in his hand and most likely crumbs built up on the corners of his mouth. “Yeah?” he asked as he pulled the door open. He was sure it would be a package delivery or his mother. “Oh... Sienna. My manager told me we were meeting tomorrow, I thought. Look, I’m sorry, but I’m not really ready to do work related things today.”

@sicnna

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The one thing Jace never understood about Delilah was how someone as pure as she was could ever look at someone whose soul was muddied as his and think wow, this person is incredible. Of course, years had passed since he last received that look from her. Now he was lucky if she even glanced in his direction. He was a broken boy -- both from fame and grief -- who would rather break everything else around him than let them put his heart back together. 

Looking across the crowded cafe and seeing his best friend from once upon a time, his childhood love, his heart tugged. Days like today brought him out of his usual fuck off attitude. No matter the circumstances, his pain and loneliness won out and left him regretting every relationship he had ever ruined.

im sorry.

The text didn’t explain anything, and it was likely she had his number blocked these days, but he couldn’t help himself. This feeling wouldn’t last long. He was sure he would be back to being a complete asshole and push everyone away again tomorrow. For now, though, he gave in to his brokenness and the grief that was swallowing him whole.

i miss u.

@halilcd

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How many times do we say we don’t care but deep down we fucking care so fucking much.

(via kaliforhnia)

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Imagine your OTP

Person B: You're an asshole.

Person A: But I'm your asshole?

Person B: No you're just an asshole.

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[insp.]

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wheresivy‌:

“You’re not, but haven’t you ever heard of ‘no shirt, no shoes, no service’ ?? just imagine it includes jackets, yeah ?? see, a place where i can wear a bikini and put my hair up, that’s a place i’ll leave it behind for.”

“I will never understand the mind of a female, I swear. I can’t afford any beach type sightings right now, especially in winter when it’s not such a coincidence to see us together there. I’m not signing up for a relationship. I’ll take you to the sand some other time. Maybe. How about the indoor pool at my place for now? Don’t have sand, but you can wear your bikini... or not...”

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kavri‌:

“i’m not saying it’s cold, dude. stop putting words in my mouth. i’m just saying it’s no australia. ain’t nobody got time for snow.”

“Australia. God, that’s the same thing your girlfriend said. You should really stop spending so much time together. I’ll have you know that snow is fucking awesome in December and January only. Have you never had a snowball fight? Snow forts? Snow zombies -- much better than snowmen.”

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icarusavery‌:

“Jabbing is not something i do. Forgive me. Let me correct myself just for you. Don’t bitch at people for feeling cold, it’s their body’s natural reaction to the climate.”

“Mm, yeah, that wasn’t much better.”

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httplennox‌:

“Or maybe you have more body fat & muscle to keep you warm as opposed to lil’ ol’ me. I say it’s jacket time, screw what you think.”

“Damn, tell me how you really feel. I mean, really, with all this body fat and muscle you just mentioned, I could just take the jacket from you.”

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rydcrisms‌:

“ jace, i’m… old now. if i let go of the jacket, i’m probably gonna get sick !!”

“God, you weren’t kidding. You are a wimp.”

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venuswins‌:

venus had never been one to have anger issues; they were generally cool, calm, and collected given any situation, but they could feel heat bubble inside their body as the words slipped from jace’s lips. “ i don’t give a fuck if i was screaming from the top of the hollywood sign unless i addressed you directly there’s no reason for you to intrude. ” 

“Oh, shit, I’m sorry. I think I missed the memo that it’s not a free fucking country anymore.” He rolled his eyes and patted his pockets. He was feeling extra feisty today. Sure, he hadn’t known that they weren’t talking to him, and it was his mistake, but he really did not feel like owning up to it. “You know what? Here. Why don’t you take this,” he said, finally fishing a quarter from his pocket and flipping it in their direction, “and call someone who cares.”

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xcvian‌:

“look, the leather is part of the aesthetic. and, i mean, i look fucking cool so why would i change that?”

“You sound just like my ex-girlfriend. Do you need me to hold your purse for you, too?”

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halilcd‌:

“just because you can walk around with your nipples out no matter what the weather, doesn’t mean everyone can. and no matter what the temperature, it’s still winter so unless we’re taking a trip to aus where it’s summer, i’m going to stay wrapped up and looking cute.”

“Come on, Lilah, live a little. Have some fun. You can look cute without being wrapped up.”