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Anonymous said: have you ever felt an instant connection with someone?

“yes.”

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Anonymous asked: have you ever wanted to switch your major?

“no.”

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Anonymous asked: have you ever gone back to someone you said you wouldn't?

“technically, yes.”

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Anonymous said: have you ever regretted having a one night stand?

“yes.”

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anonymous asked: have you ever skinny-dipped?

“yes. it’s practically a rite of passage.”

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Send me 'Have You Evers' and I will reply with Yes or No

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Another Fucking Text Meme

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scary, but in a hot way.

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Anonymous asked: if you had to choose to live in a different house, which one would it be?

“quinby is always a riot. i think i’d fit in nicely, don’t you?”

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HON : birkenstocks

“absolutely not.”

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you intimidate me tbh

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Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.

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I Need Entertainment

ANONYMOUS TIME!!!! (or ask in character!)

HYE have you ever?

FMK fuck marry kill

KHC kiss hug cuddle

NML a night, a month or for life?

AMA ask me anything

HON hot or not?

WWY well would you?

WYR would you rather? 

TOD truth or dare?

SMW ship me with?

TOT this or that?

WIS who I ship? (with myself, or with others – specify) 

or anything else hilariously entertaining you can think of!  

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it’s time for a sleepover!

fuck, marry, kill

hug, cuddle, kiss

make me choose between

would you rather

my top 5 of whatever

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with the bartender attempting to coax a group of tragically sloppy sorority girls out the front doors, and no one to stop her, joanna was able to hop over the bar top with impeccable ease. she was refilling her glass when the slumped figure posted at the end of the bar caught her attention. he had been there when she sauntered in not twenty minutes ago and from the looks of it, he had barely moved since. sliding her finished drink across the counter, she paused in front of him. dipping her pinky in the shot glass, she sampled the pungent alcohol before nodding her approval. “dangerous stuff. rough night?” she teased, using the typical bartender phrase. “or do you like tossing back absinthe in your spare time?”

gradeigh was not having a good night. to be honest, it was actually pretty a w f u l . he had never thought of himself as a smooth guy, he wasn’t naive. he was aware that it took a certain.. taste to be into him but he also knew that he could pull when he tried. being stood up though? that hurt. he didn’t like to think he was particularly sensitive, but that was a lie. he was a creative, deep soul, one that desired, needed human connection. now, he found himself practically pouting at the bar, staring down at his six? shot. what a baby.

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hallidavs‌:

             𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐄 hers as he takes the cup back, interjecting himself between her syllables. the smirk that coats his face is a signature as he takes a sip next to the faint mark left by her lips. the liquor more prominent than the grinded coffee beans  .  “   it’s a TOAST to all time zones  .  good morning to HALF of the world and good fuckin’ night to the rest  .  ”  he offers her a shrug of his shoulders  ,  “  got kicked out of yale and turned over a NEW leaf, what can i say, jo  ?  i’m all about FOLLOWING the rules  ,  now  .  ”   the way that mischief scintillates from his orbs says that he’s done anything but, and it’s proven when he dips his head slightly, orbs meeting hers and his fingers move to the hem of her shirt, giving it a little tug as his smirk grows into a teasing grin that makes him look more boyish  ,   “  POP QUIZ –   if you gotta wear it how i do  ,  you think i’d WEAR this shirt, jo  ?  ” 

“kieran halliday, following the rules. now that’s something a girl never wants to hear.” he was known for chaos. causing it, chasing it, leaving it in behind in his wake; when the boy was around, it was never far off. she arches a brow as he speaks and a small laugh falls from her lips in response. she hums softly and nods her agreement; he was notorious for it, always a jacket but never a shirt, his broad chest on display for any and all to enjoy. “no one supports the tits out movement more than you.” sweeping her hand along her neck, she pulls her hair free from underneath the jacket collar and glances down at her shirt. her fingers play with the hem, lifting it up a few inches before letting it fall back into place before turning her hazel eyes on him once again. she meets that dangerous smirk with one of her own, her hazel eyes bright beneath the afternoon sun. “you sure you want me stealing your signature look? i might just pull it off better than you. and then what will you do?”

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she lazes at the edge of the pool; resting on her elbows and simply letting the afternoon sunshine dry her wet skin. she turns her head to meet leo’s gaze and returns her grin. “i’m surprised it hasn’t already happened.” she swirled her legs through the water, letting her red painted toes peek through the surface. “and with kieran waltzing around? it’s only a matter of time. i’m willing to bet at least three people take the plunge before the weekend’s out.”

              𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 of the pool , pulling herself up just enough so her arms rest against the warm cement while her long legs tread the bright blue water . she looks almost mermaid - like , long dark locks cascading down her back , the bright sun kissing her skin & playing with her hair . “ how long you think until someone JUMPS off that roof  – ”  her gaze swivels as she points to the quinby house , an infectious grin flitting onto her features ,  “  and INTO this pool  ?  i bet it happens this weekend with AT LEAST a dislocated collar bone  .  ”