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— ❛ ┆rayna

                         As  much  as  Rayna  Valdez  was  enjoying  her  time  out  of  the  office,  something  about  the  entire  thing  left  her  slightly  unnerved.  Like  something  terrible  was  going  to happen  because  she  decided  to  take  the  day  off,  and  the feeling  left  a  bad  taste  in  her  mouth  she  couldn’t  quite  shake.  She  could  forget  it  momentarily,  by  covering  the  taste  with  that  of  greasy  and  deliciously  fattening  snacks,  and  drowning  out  the  thoughts  with  the  sounds  of  laughter  of  children  and  adults  alike  as  they  enjoyed  everything  the carnival  had  to offer.   

                          She’d been  in  the  process  of  trying  to  pick  what  to  do  next  when  she  heard  an  ‘ excuse me ‘  and  her  full  attention  was  directed  onto  the  man  in  front  of  her.  The  answer  to the first  question  was  an  easy  yes,  it  wasn’t  as if  she  was  in  a rush  as  today  was  supposed  to  be  her ‘lazy day’ (  what  a  foreign  concept  ) ,  but  she  waited  until  he  was  done  to  give  him  her  answer.  In  her  experience,  no matter the context,  it  was  always  easier  to  give  an  answer once  you  had  all  the  information.  On  this  occasion  however,  the  information  left  her  rather  awestruck  for  just  a  moment. “  You’ve  never  been  to  a  carnival? ” The  question  was  redundant  given  the  fact  that  he  had  just  announced  as  much,  but  that  didn’t  make  the  idea  any  less  peculiar  to  her.  Then  she  remembered  that  not  everyone  had  the  same  childhood,  and  the  idea  didn’t  seem  quite  as  strange  after all.  With  a  bright  smile  and  a  quick  nod,  she  agreed  to  the  task  at  hand. “  It’d  be  my  honor. ” 

      —— └ ᴛʜɪᴄᴋ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʙʀᴏᴡs ᴋɴɪᴛ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ to aide the look of confusion on his face.      ‘      ah, no. that’s what i said.      ’      wondering if hsi accent was too thick had crossed his mind more than once, but he knew that it couldn’t have been so prominent that it would have crossed wires now.      ‘      just wasn’t something we ever did growing up.      ’      wasn’t something that they’d ever done in the way that it just was not quite proper. was not something that people did when they wanted to be taken seriously, respectfully. he’d been an adult since the day he was born and that was something that he’d understood as time progressed and the world became less fun.

          ‘      is that a BAD thing?      ’      there were a laundry list of things he’d never done: set foot in a classroom, eaten a ghost pepper, gone to a plethora of countries that seemed to be typical destination spots for the rest of the world, slide in his socks a la tom hanks style over a a hardwood floor while lip syncing some stupid song, etc. maybe he was missing out on such things, but he tried not to think too deeply about things he’d not done and replace that instead with thoughts of the things he had.      ‘      well, at least i’d be doing something for your honour. i’m killian by the way. since you’ll be my tour guide, we should at least know each other’s names, right?      ’

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Hearing a girl moan “right there”

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— ❛ ┆open

       —— └ ᴄʀɪsᴘ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴀɪʀ, sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴛ slicing through the ghost’s whisper of a breeze; his skin slicked with a thin layer of perspiration. dressed down for the day in his own way ( jeans and a t shirt with price tags that cost the amount of someone’s monthly rent ), q took in the tableau that the carnival created. he’d come alone for the mere fact that he’d almost not come at all. a workaholic in every aspect, he was tired of cancelling plans and figured no prior arrangements were better than flaking once more. part of him was happy to have arrived, to wander and not think about the flood of emails he was currently avoiding as his phone sat on DO NOT DISTURB, but being alone was something that made his fingers tap anxiously at his sides.

        never having been one to do things well on his own, having no one to turn to, no one to ask what they wanted to do - it left him feeling empty and acutely aware of the fact that he never took time to himself like this. he needed to find someone, anyone, to put his attention on. a new relationship for some sort of companion was better than nothing at all, right?

          ‘      ah, EXCUSE ME. sorry, but can you give me a few minutes? i’ve never been to one of these, well.... ever. not even as a kid, and i’m trying to figure out just what i should, uh... do, i guess.  or at least where to start. do you think you could help?      ’

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Kevin Gates Feat. Trey Songz, Ty Dolla $ign, & Jamie Foxx - Jam

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“Did you tell her you love her?” “She knows.” “That’s not what I asked. Everyone knows. But she deserves to hear it from you.”

from an unfinished story #735 (via thoughts-into-ink)

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Dave - No Words

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I opened up your legs and go straight for your heart

Mac Miller (via sweetcatastrophex)

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god who fucking cares. who fucking cares. who fucking cares. everyone stop being offended and mad over the smallest shit ever. ask urself who the fuck fucking cares

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