rory greene; 9teen — ❝ the drought was the very worst, when the flowers that we’d grown died of thirst. it was months, and months, of back and forth. you’re still all over me like a wine-stained dress. i can’t wear anymore. hung my head as i lost the war, and the sky turned black like a perfect storm.❞ //
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Ryder wouldn't like that very much either, huh.
Okay, yes! I can definitely assure you of that.
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I hope that huge problem includes some serious butt kicking.
Oh, if any of those guys ever touch me they’ll have a huge problem I can tell you that.
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Excuse you, Ashton. She's eleven. Of course I didn't. She'll figure that out by herself one day.
I hope you stuck to the part where he just likes her pants part, and didn’t tell her he wanted IN her pants…
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I am lacking creativity and therefor, I'm gonna tell you a cute story. This boy in my choir always pulls at this girl's pigtails everyday during reading time. She was completely convinced that this kid had some sort of evil plan to murder her, but no worries, I told her that when boys pick on girls like that, it just means they really like their pants. Hopefully she’ll keep that in mind for a few years.
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Sam: yes i'm okay & you? how are you, roar?
Sam: are you two back in nyc? i feel like i'm becoming a hermit again
Rory: ..... did it really take you 2 weeks to text me back
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Up - Olly Murs (feat. Rory Greene) Official Music Video - 3 DAYS TO GO
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I’m a bad ass jumping off a moving train. I’m a Jane Bond, putting all the guys to shame. I’m a wild card, and I’m gonna steal your game.
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Yeah? Thanks, yours is super cute too. I once had a dog named Lexie.
Hi love, it’s nice to meet you. I love your name.
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Now don't make that face. Take your ice cream with you and come over to watch some Friends reruns with your favorite girl.
I hate the feeling when you’re all of sudden alone again in your big apartment with only ice cream after your friend have left after New Year’s Eve.
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