#hoping my mum is asleep tho so i can be in the kitchen by myself

[carebearcody]

anyways i’m going to maybe make some potato wedges who wants some

[ntamain]

Is my (24F) neighbour (27F) into me or is she just being friendly? How do I know if she's gay?

another gay gem from the r/relationship reddit

Update:

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The text reads “Update post is now locked, I cant believe so many people were interested in us!! Thank you again for your support, comments and messages.

Hi all, I can't believe I'm asking for advice from a bunch of strangers on the internet but I don't really have anyone I can talk to about this. Sorry for the incoming essay but I guess I need to give history. I bought my first house in September last year, It was an odd time but everything just fell into place. It's quite a small village and everyone is really friendly so I got to know my neighbours soon after moving in - yes, socially distanced. Then I met my over-the-road neighbour, let's call her Elle. I can't describe it but it's the first time I've ever met someone and been lost for words and my heart was racing and just thought "omg", y'know?? So after I blushed my way through a welcome to the village type convo we only saw each other for a wave and hello for a few days.

To help kinda settle in I had my dog (Bea) with me for the first few weeks. During this time there was a massive increase in dog thefts in a nearby town, not just from gardens but literally wrestled away from people. If I'd have been working (furloughed off and on since March) then I would've taken Bea back to mum's but since I was home with her all day she stayed. So the local police advised to not walk dogs alone but we go out twice a day, a 10k run in the morning and a few miles walk in the evening. So obvs this scares me, but at the same time she is honestly a pain in the arse and gets upset if she doesn't go for a run and needs to be tired out so I'm kind of stuck at this point. Then along comes Elle. She knocked on the door and offered to come with us as she'd seen Bea and me in the evenings and everything kind of spiralled from there. I told her about my morning runs but she didn't really bite so I thought nothing of it. Then a few days later I bumped into her on a run, so she started joining us on those too.

A few months later and we are spending more and more time together everyday. It has now progressed to a run early morning, afternoon coffee, dinner most evenings and then the evening walk. It just seemed to happen without me really noticing. I didn't read into things that much as I don't want to get my hopes up and ruin anything until another neighbour commented about how much time we spend together and how "it's nice to see you young gals getting on" and winked. She actually winked at me. I asked her what she meant but she just laughed and said "you know what I mean". So now I'm looking back on things and wondering if she could like me too?

Here's some reasons why she might like me:

I went running along the same route at the same time for nearly 2 weeks before I happened to run into her a few days after I told her this?

I make her a coffee every afternoon (Elle is WFH) and take it over in her fave mug. She says I make good coffee but I'm pretty sure I saw a fancy coffee machine the first time I went round (it's not there now?).

Elle carried on running and walking with me even after Bea went home. I told her she was going back to mum's and she said well "I'll have to make another excuse to join you" and then we just carried on everyday.

She has tried really hard to bond with Bea. Bea is a very anxious dog and is scared of everyone except me and mum. Elle bought special treats to give her everyday and has been so amazing with her and never tried to force anything. When I asked her she said "it's important to me that she likes me and is comfortable". Bea actually fell asleep between us on the sofa yesterday and It just makes my heart skip a beat guys.

She invited me to the zoom quiz she does with her friends every fortnight or so and they were all like "oh so this is who we've heard so much about "

We realised we had become each other's support bubble. Elle asked if I was meeting anyone else and I said no, she said she was glad she had me all to herself (!!)

We gave each other quite personal xmas presents. Like, it actually made me tear up it meant so much to me. And she bought stuff for Bea!!

Reasons why she might not like me:

All the reasons above, but that she's just doing them because she's a fucking great person and we're friends?

It might sound dumb but idk I need your help guys. She is the just the most incredible person I have ever met and I really really like her but if she isn't gay or doesn't feel the same I don't want to lose her friendship as she has become such a huge part of my life. I genuinely have no experience with these kind of things as I went to quite a strict all girls school, so it's not as if there were any relationships around me as a teen and then I went to a very small uni (8 of us on my course). I guess another reason is that I've struggled with anxiety and depression for the past 10 years, as well as my weight and working on my self confidence, but I can say that right now I am the happiest and healthiest (both mentally and physically) I have ever been. I've only just really become comfortable with the fact that I'm gay and I have never really told anyone in real life, but I don't think people would be too surprised lol. I don't have any close friends as no one stuck around when I was really struggling with my MH a few years ago so I can't discuss this with anyone irl.

So I need your advice : how do I find out if she is gay? And no, I don't have the confidence to just ask!! What if she says no and I ruin everything? She has never mentioned anything about past relationships and I'm pretty tactless so not sure how I could naturally slip it into the convo. Like, "hey tell me have you ever had a girlfriend? Do you want one now?" Lol. And how can I make a move without really making a move so I don't ruin things??

tl;dr : Don't know whether my neighbour is gay and into me or is just really friendly. How can I make a move without ruining our friendship?

Edit: Ok guys, thank you so so much for all your support and encouragement. You've all given me a lot to think about. I think I'm going to casually slip some gay stuff into conversation and see how she reacts. Then bring up the neighbours comment like some of you suggested, seeing as tho the neighbour was heavily implying that we're gay. I'll do it tonight otherwise I'll talk myself out of it again. I will post an update to let you know what happens (eek). If you never hear from me again assume it went badly and I am consoling myself with cake and watching brokeback mountain in floods of tears.

Hi reddit, yes it's me the useless lesbian. First off I want to thank you all for your support, encouragement and advice - and the undeserved awards! I never expected this many of you to take the time to comment and that so many of you were rooting for us.

So I had the plan to drop these gay hints into convo like you guys suggested but honestly it all went out the window. Elle was kinda stressed friday after a shitty work zoom and just needed to vent so it wasnt the right time to start anything. Though I guess I must have been a bit off thanks to spending all day overthinking things on here, as Elle turned up Saturday morning rambling about stressing me out and apologised (!!) for ruining dinner. Obvs I said "what are you talking about you can talk to me about anything", and she said "anything?" and I said "anything" back. And guys the tension was unreal, staring at each other and hoping our lesbian mind reading powers would kick in.

Then there was some loud noise like a car backfiring or something and the moment went. So I went to make coffee and then Elle asked me why I was a bit quiet the night before and I said something about overthinking stuff and she said "what stuff" and idk you guys I wasnt prepared to be put on the spot my casual gay pop culture references were useless in this moment. My mind just went completely blank and I forgot every single thing you guys suggested and my heart was pounding and I just blurted out you know I like you, right?.

...And then she kissed me. Kissed me. We straight up just snogged in the kitchen and it was fucking great. So...you were right. You were all fucking right. She's gay, she likes me and has been trying to drop hints for nearly 5 months. sigh

We were both just too scared to make a move or ruin anything. Turns out she's been burned by straight girls in the past, so she's pretty wary and was hoping I'd straight up say I'm a lesbian so she'd know for sure - maybe the I'm a lesbian wall hanging would've been a good idea after all? Her friends have been helping her drop hints, she showed me the group chat and guys their suggestions ranged from flirting more to just turning up in a trenchcoat and nothing else lol. Also, the winking neighbour has been making comments to her as well, so shout out to her for trying to make this happen too.

So no cake and cry watching brokeback mountain, just 5 months of dating to catch up on. As for worrying about how our current schedule could be more date like during lockdown, you were right it's kinda irrelevant when you've essentially been dating the whole time. Though we never made it to our morning run yesterday, in fact we didn't leave the house at all, ha.

Thank you guys for giving me hope, even if all your suggestions completely disappeared in the moment. Maybe I'll show her the post later and ask if any of the suggestions would have worked.

tl;dr: she's gay, into me and I'm an idiot”

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[alexajanecollins]

Ben Chilwell - Your own little fox - part 5

- Read part 4 over here!

Some years later and certain things has changed since the day little fox came in your life. The little boy growing up way too fast to your own liking. Things were going great with Bens career and the future seemed bright for both of you. 

“I cannot believe he is four years old already” You say taking a look at the boy for a second as he fell asleep in his carseat while you and Ben were driving towards Bens parents house for a small birthday dinner thing for little Fox birthday that was two days ago. “I don’t want my baby to grow up this fast” You pout a little taking a look back at Ben as he was laughing a little because of your words. “Well, sorry to disappoint you love, but you can’t stop a thing like that from happening” He laughs glancing at you for a second parking the car. “But he still is a real mommies boy so I’m sure you’ll have enough time to enjoy him being little” He smiles kissing your cheek then getting out of the car. “I really hope so” I smile getting out myself opening the door of the back to pick Fox up from his car seat. “Hi sleepyhead, we arrived at aunties house” You say silently unbuckling his seatbelt. “Mummy” He sighs a little rubbing his eyes reaching for you afterwards. “Come here.” You smile picking him up in your arms closing the car door after yourself kissing his head. “He is getting heavier to carry tho.” You laugh a little walking after Ben to get inside of the house as his mum had opened the door already. “Stop carrying him so much then, he can walk you know.” Ben says closing the door after you after he greeted both of his parents. “I know.” You nod standing Fox down on the floor smiling as he immediately ran towards the living room to play with his new toys he got from Bens parents. 

“You keep spoiling him mum.“ Ben says standing in the kitchen with her. “I know, but he is the only one I can still spoil these days” She smiles taking a look at you and Fox playing together. “For now.” Ben smiles a little looking at us, then at her. “What do you mean?” She asks a bit confused. “I am not really following.“ She adds. “Well, I think she is pregnant again but still hasn’t realised or noticed herself.” Ben says with a grin sipping from his drink. “Really?” She asks. “How in earth can you notice that and she don’t?” She asks a bit laughing. “She has that beautiful glow in her face she had with Fox, her hair is getting thicker and she can’t stop talking about how she wants Fox to stay little and not grow up.” He adds shrugging with a smile. “Ohh obvious, who knows, that would be nice” She nods. “Well do you think she wants this already or?” She adds looking at him. “Do you? Like you are so busy.” She sighs. “Will you be able to take care of two children?” She asks a bit silently and concerned. “We’ll figure it out I guess” Ben shrugs. “Beside, I am not a 100% sure, just like maybe 70%.” He laughs walking out of the kitchen. “Come on loves, time for cake.” He says calling us to the dining room. “Yes cake” Fox smiles taking your hand guiding you to the table as you all were ready to have a family Sunday for this special occasion, having Fox as the star for the day.  

[twistednuns]

February 2020

I managed to use my iPad as a second monitor for my computer. So tech savvy. Yay me!

Joking about developing a sex-based cardio programme with Manu. Powerfucking! Might help against aggression as well.

A late night phone call with Tom. Not saying much.

Making a huge pot of my grandmother’s signature veggie stew.

More Bon Appétit test kitchen videos. Chris recreating tacos. Claire making Ben&Jerry’s. Priya making her mum’s Indian curries.

Writing a letter to Lena. Drawing upside down bats (which makes them look like they’re having a wicked dance-off). Just the act of writing. I thoroughly enjoy looking at my handwriting.

Using the Salted Coconut handscrub by Lush. Especially now that I wash my hands so often when we’re working with clay at school. I feel like the peeling triggers some pressure points on my palms.

That Saturday productivity high. Cooking and preparing heaps of stuff, cleaning the windows, doing laundry.

Painting my nails like an expressionist artist.

Some portrait studies. Accidentally drawing Sirius Black.

Being really motivated to improve my Spanish. Working with Lorena, the Duolingo app and even starting my own grammar/vocabulary book.

This ultra quirky ASMR video. Also: watching videos with Erin an her boyfriend Chris. It’s amazing how well they work together. How you can almost feel their connection, how similar they are.

Carrot cake oats.

Seeing the The Darkness live again, this time with Margit. Justin’s outfit and personality, singing along, especially to Time of my Life, the band’s traditional first song after the show.

Meeting Chris. Having a Bramblette cocktail at Pusser’s. I like that place. Feels very old-timey with a rowing boat right under the ceiling. We made out in front of a tiger slide in a toy store window on our way to the next bar.

Peeling fresh carrots.

Pickling onions and making kimchi. My fermentation game is strong these days!

Looking through Dominik’s sketchbook. I loved the tree whose bark resembled a mole burrow with its underground tunnel system.

The flu. Yes, really. Fewer pupils at school. Quiet times. I’m actually surprisingly healthy. I’d guess my probiotics must play a role here… Who knows.

More sourdough experiments. Writing about it (DELICACY - a haiku. Oven-warm sourdough / salted butter, alpine cheese / and a strawberry).

Finding a really interesting list of SanFran hippie era book recommendations at the end of Robin Sloan’s Ajax Penumbra: 1969. In the mood to read Maya Angelou, Tom Wolfe, Jack Kerouac, Richard Brautigan.

Even more beautiful books: I really enjoyed Die weiße Stadt by Karolina Ramqvist, a feminist author from Sweden, and the graphic novel version of To Kill a Mockingbird. But two books that literally (well, figuratively obviously) blew my mind were Circe by Madeline Miller (mythology, loneliness, animals and plants, magic and monsters, some desperate kind of feminism, independence and strength) and Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo (magical realms, university setting, psychological depth, unexpected twists and turns). I haven’t read anything comparable in a very long time and I desperately hope that there’s more to come from these authors.

A beach collecting all the world’s single socks in The Magicians. Oh and of course seeing them break the moon. What a sight. The show is super confusing, obnoxious and absolutely fabulous at the same time. Best example: the Freaky Friday szene in which Margo and Eliot switch bodies. I love how the actors took on each other’s speech patterns and behaviour.

A new addition to my colour vocabular: celadon (a greyish green; there is a type of ceramics you’ll only see in this colour which is not surprising since the shade provides such an interesting contrast to the the earthy, rusty orange of burnt clay.)

Manu telling me that he had rarely seen people with more joy in their eyes than me (“Ich habe schon Freude in deinen Augen gesehen! So ein Leuchten kann man nicht simulieren.”) after complaining about being bored and lifeless. / Making curry with or, well, for him the other night. Drinking Liqueur 43 with cinnamon and milk. Playing the Jackbox party games for which you can use your phone as a controller.

Finding myself in a well-known sitation from the past. Lying in Frank’s bed in the early morning hours, not that tired yet, when he starts talking about his life and his depression. In English, obviously, because that’s our emotional filter. Relating, since I feel quite similar. Coming up with a suggestion for a reciprocal support system. Let’s see what we can do for each other.

Looking at travel photographs. The sea, the cenotes. Longing to go back to Mexico or Australia. Diving. Taking it all in.

Dreaming of my grandmother talking about her biggest regrets in life. Weirdly she was in a little bundle under a coffee table, much like Voldemort in the last Harry Potter movie.

My weird, weird brain. How both pleasure and pain enhance my sense of smell and increase my brain activity, almost causing hallucinations and fixations on ideas. Like geometric shapes in gloomy off-colours and a beige silicon-like surface the other night. All I could think of was a benchscraper.

Blue eyeliner.

Brainstorming three-letter-words with Frank since I’m thinking of getting personalised Nike Blazers. Sad cat. Yes but. Dat ass. Why tho.

Flying squirrels. Watching them wobble through the air. How they look like cute exhibitionist when they’re extending their limbs and thus stretching their, well, let’s just call it wings.

The fact that red cabbage has an intricate pattern like brain convolutions when you cut it open.

Talking to Sonja for the first time in over two years. What a strange person. Interesting, too. At least in homeopathic doses.

Ripe strawberries and nectarines. Oh my god. I love fruit.

Meeting Eve at Pub Quiz. She identifies as female, loves swing dance, used to be an animator and I love her style. Also, I realised that really like Betty. And Dennis wasn’t mean to me for once. I love my nerd friends <3 And I learned that Starbucks was named after the first mate in Moby Dick! Also, coincidentally they asked a question about the city where To Kill a Mockingbird takes place (Maycombe, Alabama) after I had read it the week before.

Inviting Lorena to the Botanical Gardens. I always feel very happy and very much myself when I’m there. I sometimes wish I was a gardener. Lorena was late so I walked along the Spring Path outside and it might have been the first time I’ve seen a brussels sprouts plant. Inside I learned lots of Spanish words and marveled at the incredible butterflies. The huge yellow one right behind the entrance was my favourite. Its delicate feelers were fascinating.

Washing my hands at the Keg’s bathroom. Looking into the mirror. Suddenly thinking of the perfect karaoke song… Rescue Me by Bell Book and Candle! I kept singing it for days on repeat. My neighbour must hate me (nothing new here) especially since my voice is too low for the chorus.

It isn’t hard to see how such attachment patterns can undermine mental health. Both anxious and avoidant coping have been linked to a heightened risk of anxiety, depression, loneliness, eating and conduct disorders, alcohol dependence, substance abuse and hostility. The way to treat these problems, say attachment theorists, is in and through a new relationship. On this view, the good therapist becomes a temporary attachment figure, assuming the functions of a nurturing mother, repairing lost trust, restoring security, and instilling two of the key skills engendered by a normal childhood: the regulation of emotions and a healthy intimacy. // An interesting article on attachment styles and why theraphy works; it makes me want to learn more about attachment theory. This School of Life video is a nice addition as well.

That dream. About a book shop modeled after my picture of Penumbra’s 24-hour bookstore. There was an old man in a very narrow but high-ceilinged room full of books. There was no light source except for moonlight or some street lights. There were loads of stairs, very steep, leading to the back of the house. Upstairs the man would set out cat food and on the rooftop there was an old sailing boat. One day the man decided to open the door to the roof and let visitors see the ship, much like a museum; perhaps to attract customers. However, in the next night a cat-shaped ghost appeared who reminded me quite a lot of Kot Behemoth character in Mikhail Bulgakov’s The Master and Margarita. The ghost was not amused about the old man’s decision and took away his key, a big golden one adorned with a red ribbon.

Toasted sesame makes pretty much every dish so much better.

Watching High Fidelity with gorgeous Zoe Kravitz (I adore her effortless style and her outfits), getting in the mood for making a playlist and listening to more music in general. There are all these great songs out there I forgot about.

Remembering the xkcd storm chaser comics.

Making a wicked good batch of Pho for Tom.

Spending a nice evening with Alex at Shamrock. Singing along to American Boy by Estelle. Confirming the hypothesis that the nerdy, quiet ones usually have a freak streak. That moment in the morning. Eye contact and kegel exercises.

Karaoke with Margit and Betty. Meeting Manu’s doppelganger. Same type, looks, voice. Eerie.

Making a BA Gourmet Makes meme for Steffen after he had passed his law examps. Strangely Gaby kinda looked like him after I was done with it.

Saturday morning in bed. Reading comics and graphic novels. Fresh bedclothes, surrounded by books. Since it was February 29 I thought about leap years and asked a few friends what their inner seven-year-old would have done that day (based on the thought experiment that your birthday was on February 29 and you’d age in 4-year-steps which would divide your age by 4 obviously).      

I came up with: visiting grandma / eating Cini-Minis / falling asleep with my face buried in a cat / beating my neighbour Anna at Memory / drawing while listening to a Bibi Blocksberg cassette.

Alex said he’d have been outside all day, building a snow igloo. Not noticing his mum telling him to come to dinner. If the weather had been bad he would have played with his dinosaur collection. His inner 7-year-old was a hopeless dreamer who got agitated whenever his parents had a fight. Who came home late from school every day because he forgot about time when he was talking to his friend next to a hedge with thorns that looked like tiny airplanes.

Lena said she would have been outside all day long, playing in the mud with the neighbours’ kids. Of course.

[irepookie]

Wake up Call, Infinity Ch.3

Summary: QUEEN AU WHERE ROGER (ROWAN)IS A19 YEAR OLD SINGLE DAD TRYING TO FIND A PLACE IN THE WORLD OF MUSIC

WARNINGS: iNTENSE FLUFF AND SOME SWEARING

Chapter 3: Row has to start stepping out of the bubble him and his daughter have been living in while in the safety of the hospital, and break the news to his best friends. 

John- Rick

Fred-Len

Bri- Terry

Rog- Rowan

When Row had hung up on Len mid sentence, the boys had been confused. Then again, he was at his mom's house and they had heard her infamous shout of <<ROWAN EUGENE QUEEN>> that always preceded an argument, so they let it go. But then he didn't turn up to rehearsal, or called back for the rest of the afternoon. Or the following afternoon. Or for rest of the week. And that was unlike him. He always called back. (Well, most of his former one night stands would disagree with this). Let's just say he always called his band mates back. Sometimes drunk, at 4 AM, Thus leaving  a wakeful Terry with 2 hours to spare nothing to do but to start revising for whatever exam he had ahead.

So, when they didn't know of him, they went directly to the village's police station, to see if he was locked up, and if not, to report him missing.

"What if we ask Gina?" Rick suggested

"I'd rather check the morgue first, thanks" Len said.

"Well, what else can we do? Huh?"

"Audition new drummers"

"Seriously boys. Let's go."

They knocked on Row's childhood home. Gina opened, with messy hair, a dressing gown and slippers

"Oh, hello boys. He ain't here" she took a drag of the 4th cigarette she had smoked that day despite it only being 8:30 AM.

"Where is he?"

"He isn't at home?"

"We've checked and there's no track of him. We haven't seen him in 7 days"

She sighed "in the hospital, I think. If he hasn't left already"

"Hospital?" All three said simultaneously

"What happened?!" Len added

"You don't know?"

"Know what?"

She smiled, mockingly "Wow, father of the year isn't so sure after all"

"What?"

She laughed bitterly. If he hadn't told his best friends yet, it maybe meant he was reconsidering the whole thing. Maybe common sense had hit him after the first stinky nappy.

"You know what? Come in."

"Oh we were actually in a rush..."

"You wanna find him or not? Come in, I don't bite

"Alright" all three musicians entered somewhat awkwardly in the house where so many sleep overs had taken place, back in the day.

She led them to the kitchen, where the phone was, and dialed.

Callie was the closest to the phone "Row? Yes, I'll get him"

She made her way to the room where the Prune had been moved in the previous evening, due to her favourable evolution and the need of free incubators.

She grinned at the scene: the 6 day old infant was dozing against her dad's bare chest, supported by his hands -which seemed huge in comparison to her small figure-. His eyes were closed, but Callie could tell he was awake as his left hand was stroking her head. It was adorable, and they seemed at such peace -poor Row had spent his first whole night on night watch and was exhausted-.

"Row" she called softly

He opened his big blue eyes in acknowledgement.

"You have a call"

"A call? From who?" He whispered back, before looking down at the baby to make sure she was asleep

"Didn't say. But she was kind of irritated"

"Oh, that's mom then" he smiled sarcastically, but didn't move a bit.

"You aren't gonna get on the phone?"

"I don't know. She doesn't deserve our attention does she?" He cooed

"How bad can it be?"

"You don't wanna see my bad side. And I don't ever want her to see it either"

Callie smiled "Go. I'll stay with her"

He groaned in annoyance. He was so comfortable, and he didn't want to get up.

"C'mere darling" he mumbled, detaching his daughter from his lap and carefully lying her on the cot

He exited the room and walked to the phone "What?"

"Row! Where are you?" The three voices of his best friends greeted him from the other side

"Oh, hi guys I... How did you get this number?"

"We're calling you from your mum's. She says you're in hospital" Terry's soft voice said worriedly

"You've gone fucking AWOL! Where are you man? We're worried as hell" Len scolded

"Oh yeah, hehe been..."he scratched the back of his head "been pretty busy" He glanced in the direction of his daughter's room, where he saw Callie readjusting the yellow teddy bear he had bought her the second day.

"Busy? With what?" Rick inquired

"It's... It's a long story."

"Well we've got time"

"Shouldn't you be in uni?" Row said in hopes they'd have to run into class

"It's Sunday, Row!"

"Oh is it?" He had lost track of time, honestly

"C'mon! Spit it"

He sighed "Alright, huh..." He tried to think of where to start. He couldn't really think much tho; his brain was pudge at that moment. "I met a girl in..." He counted nine months back from February "June?" No wait Piper was premature so it could be July or... Then it hit him. "No, remember that afternoon when we set up that Live Aid session in your parents backyard, Len?"

The boys nodded. July 13th. How could they forget? It had been dubbed the best Summer Party of 1985 in town. The four of them had tried to get tickets, but they couldn't even afford a ticket to London in the first place. And so, They watched the whole show with four TV screens around the yard instead, and the whole village had joined them, arguing on which performance had been the best.

Of course, all four members of Symbols agreed that it had been Queen.

"But they signed up late" someone said 

 "Yea, they came late to the party" another agreed. 

"So what? They rocked the party! You just say that because you like U2 better"

 "Like you prefer Queen!" 

 "But we've got a point! Regardless of how much we like them, they were, objectively, the best performance" /

"Objectively? Bullshit!" Anne Williams snapped "They played the same shit they always play! And Bono was a true gentleman, helping that girl who was getting crashed by the crowd."

 "Yea, I'm sure Freddie wouldn't have given a shit, so full of himself and his teeth up his~" /

Dennis Phelps couldn't finish his sentence as a  someone tossed him a Converse, which hit his head. A young woman, with Bowie-like orange dyed haircut approached, with  a bare left foot and the matching shoe on the other 

 "You know nothing about putting up a good show then. Also, you mess with Freddie Mercury again and next time the shoe will be stuck up your ass" she told Dennis, retrieving the item "I mean, it's clear who I'm rooting for but Queen really did what had to be done. Geldof told them all to play the hits, because that's precisely why they're hits: they work. Other artists, like your boyfriend Bono and his band played new material, as if this was their concert. And it's not. Even though they signed up on time and whatever. They took a risk, crowd didn't know the song, they lost interest. But Queen had common sense: they played the hits, the anthems, and people connected with them. And it's not about Freddie or him hypnotizing Wembley. It's having some common sense. And not even you two knew the lyrics of U2s new song. So shut the hell up"

Row had liked her instantly. That's a girl who knows the stuff.

They exchanged a smile, a wink and a complicit nod

"We must join our forces to help out our friends under pressure, don't we?" She said

"Oh yes, Bowie girl." Terry remembered

"Yep."

"So what's with her?" Rick said

"Well, that.. she..." He cut himself off when a cry echoed in Pip's room "Gotta go, guys. I'll call you back"

"No! Row!" Len said, but the line went dead

"Shit"

"What happened?" Gina, who had watched the scene from the door frame, -and was about to finish her 6th cigar in a row,- asked

"He rambled about that Live Aid day, and a girl he met there"

"Did he say her name?"

"No. He had to go suddenly. It's all weird"

"Yea, well... Life is weird, boys"

"I don't understand. What's going on? Can't you tell us, Mrs. Queen?"

"Oh no. No. It's not my story to tell. Nor my business. I tried my best, but that stubborn bastard didn't listen. I'm sorry" she said

"But is he okay?" Len asked, concerned

Gina grinned, at how despite it all, the four boys would stick up with each other to the end of the world "Yes. He's fine."

"Row, are you okay?" Callie said, as the drummer wordlessly took the bundle from her

"Yes, yes. Why wouldn't I be?" He said, sitting with the fussy baby

"You're a bit pale"

"Oh I... Nothing. Just... I'm nervous honestly. Because we're about get discharged and I'm gonna be alone with her and I'll have to dad around all by myself and... And everyone will know..."

"Know what?"

"About her"

"And is that a problem?" Callie crossed her arms

"No, I mean... No, of course not. But everyone will ask questions and judge me and... I'm worried I will end up believing them more and fuck it all up"

"Believing what?"

"They'll start telling me it's a mistake, that I'm gonna screw everything up and that I won't be able to be a good dad and I'm afraid it will become true"

"So you're saying that how people think of you is gonna affect the way you... How you called it? Dad around?"

He nodded "Well, answer me these, will you? Have you, in this moment or at any point during these seven days, thought you are making a mistake?"

He looked at the tiny bundle and shook his head.

"Are you willing to always do your best for the shake of Piper?"

He nodded, noticing he was unconsciously rocking her back and forth.

"Then what's the problem?"

"Look I haven't exactly been a role model in... Well anything. One thing my mom's proud of is that I'm not into drugs. Everyone who has a daughter in the block hates me. So how am I supposed to raise one?"

"Exactly how you've been doing the last six days"

"Yes but I have you guys. And the medics, and the equipment. But there I'll be all alone"

"You will never be alone. You have the friends you've told me about. And your mum...Maybe the little darling is gassy"

"Oh stop about my mum" he carefully changed the Prune to an upright position and began to rub circles on her back without even hesitation. Wow he was actually getting a hold on the burping stuff.

"Yes. Your mum will eventually come to terms with the lil'raisin. I'm sure." She said, whist handing him a muslin to place on the baby's range of accuracy

"Oh you don't know her"

"I know she's a mum. Your mum and mother's rarely ever turn their backs on their children for good"

Row looked at the baby, then raised an eyebrow at Callie

"I said it's rare. There are obviously exceptions" she said "And believe me you're better off. Also, she did call. That's gotta Mean  something"

"I didn't speak with her. Just the band. They were at her place, yeah but... I don't know. I'm not gonna beg on my fucking knees..." He was interrupted by a burp I his ear. Damn, that was a big one. He'd need 2 beers to produce such a loud one.

"Easy, tiger." He laughed "Goddamn it, where did that come from, huh? You're unbelievable" he praised, while getting the muslin out his shoulder and handing it to Callie

"And a neat one too. 10/10." She chuckled

"Atta girl. That's my lil'raisin. Yeah, good girl" he cooed, bringing her to face him, before she started fussing and he nested her again on his chest "Aw, don't cry honey. Please. You're alright. C'mon" he begged. She settled down quickly, and he sighed in relief.

"The point is, that here is like... I feel safe, you know? It's like another world. Another life. And now I have to fit her in my every day, and be in charge and stuff, and... I'm not sure I'm ready"

"Parents are never ready to take them home. Not even those who had 9 months of preparation, and parenting classes, and a nicely decorated and supplied nursery. No one feels ready. But nerves are good. Nerves mean that you care. Worrying and doubting about your ability to be the dad your child needs is precisely what's gonna make you raise your game. Just one last question: are you 100% that you love that lil one with all your heart?"

He looked at his daughter, who had gone back to sleep with the rambling of his voice, as his hand still caressed head and grinned "Hell yeah" Otherwise, how could he explain the way his chest seemed to be holding two hearts whenever she was in his arms? Or how, when he had to leave for the night it felt as though both those hearts were ripped away from him? Or how else could he have turned this goddamn sappy? Yep. That was the proof.

"Then that's all the two of you will ever need. She won't care if you two are rich or live in a cardboard box, or if she wasn't in your initial plans, or that she doesn't have a mom. As long as you love her and make her feel like it."

He nodded, and rested his lips on her soft scalp.

"Right, I Gotta get to another patient. Call'em back."

He stood up, this time taking his Prune along, and went to the corridor where the phone was. Making sure her head was safely cradled along with the rest of her small body on his left arm, he tucked the phone between the right shoulder and neck and dialed their shared place's number

Rick picked up "Yes?"

"I'm a dad" he said simply, and waited for his reaction. 

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I’ll post the picture separately in order to preserve my goddamn sanity cause Tumblr is being a pain in the arse!!!!!

How do you guys do it? Am I the only one who needs 5 bloody tries to post this things?

[nastyboyluke]

beach day with luke! 〰️ wordcount: 2236 〰️ 7:12 am i opened my sleepy eyes and looked around. the sun was pouring in the bedroom, making it very bright. i turned over to see luke still asleep. one of his arms was above his head, his lips opened slightly as he slept. i rubbed my eyes and grabbed my phone, opening up my camera and took a photo of him. i giggled to myself and yawned. i went on my phone, going on social media for a bit before getting up to pee. petunia was awake and followed me. “hi piggy” i smiled and kneeled down, giving her a kiss and petting her. after greeting her, i went pee and went back to bed. she hoped up and laid in the middle. luke stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes a little bit. “what time is it?” he asked half asleep. “seven, go back to sleep.” i said and kissed his cheek. he shut his eyes once again but cuddled me. “sleep baby, you were up late.” “but you’re awake.” he said and turned to face me, brushing hair out of my face. “so? that doesnt mean you gotta wake up too.” i said and ran my hand on his stubby face. a little smile was placed on his face. “you wanna goto the beach today?” luke asked as he rubbed his eyes. “yes! i havent been to the beach in a while.” i said and was getting excited. “and i can take cute photos of you.” i giggled. he smiled too, pulling me closer to him and gave me a kiss. “ew luke you have morning breath.” “you do too!” he pouted. “whatever. im gonna make some tea. do you want coffee or anything love?” i said and sat up. “coffee please.” he answered and petuina took my place in bed and licked lukes face. “kay.” i said and stole his hoodie and went downstairs. the floor was cold sending shivers through my body. i entered the kitchen, getting lukes coffee before i let my water boil. i heard him come downstairs. he had his messy hair all over the place and he was just in his boxers. i bit my lip and looked away, leaning against a counter. “do we still have lucky charms?” he asked and opened one of the pantrys. “no i ate some last night before bed remember?” i said and stuck my tongue out. he groaned and grabbed a granola bar instead. “do you have to goto the studio tomorrow?” i asked as i checked my water. he sat on the counter next to me. “yup. do you wanna come?” he asked, fixing his hair. “if you want me to.” i answered. “you dont have to if you dont.” luke said and grabbed my hand and kissed it. i went inbetween his legs, putting my head against his stomach since he was so tall. “ill just stay here and watch star wars with piggy.” i said giving him a smile and he smiled back. the water was finally boiled so i grabbed my mug and poured my water for my tea to steep in. luke got his coffee and we went back upstairs to sit in bed. “what beach do you want to goto y/n?” luke asked as i went on my phone, sipping my tea. “you probably know more beaches than i do.” “i know a little small beach we can goto its probably far tho since we’re in the valley.” i answered. “maybe an hour and half drive.” “thats fine.” luke said as he turned on the tv, putting on spongebob. 9:50 am “hun,” luke said, walking into the bathroom. i was brushing my teeth. he hugged me from behind. “i have an issue.” i exactly knew what issue meant. i spit and rinsed my mouth. “dont guys get them like when they wake up? not two hours later.” i joked and he rolled his eyes. “yes but im just—“ he hated using the word horny. “in the mood. plus we havent in a while.” i turned around and looked up at him. he had a puppy face. his hand moved down to my butt and i bit my lip. he smirked and kissed me. “fine.” i answered. “but you gotta carry me to the bed.” he smiled and threw me over his back running to the bed making me squeal in laughter. 10:56 am we laid in bed, gazing at each other. “you’re beautiful.” he said and kissed my neck. “you’re so fucking beautiful and i love you so much.” “i love you too.” i answered, giggling as he sucked on my skin, making me feel ticklish. he kissed down my body, going to my chest, leaving wet kisses everywhere. “lucas i thought we were done.” i said moving his hair out of his face. “are we?” he asked, his fingers lightly went over my stomach, moving lower. i bit my lip, making him smirk. he touched me, rubbing gently before sliding a finger in. his rings were cold and i let out a soft moan. luke went slow, which he knew i loved and went crazy over. i breathed heavy and felt my back arch slightly once he hit a certain spot. i knew he was enjoying see me unravel in front of him once again. he pulled his fingers out and laid on top of me, going inbetween my legs. “you know youre fucking heavy.” i said as he kissed me. “yes. i want you to suffocate.” he said and put more weight on me.” i pushed him off and he laughed. “you’re a tease you know that.” i said, sitting up and sliding my underwear on and my tshirt. “dont act like you arent either.” he replied and i giggled because it was true. 1:09 pm “y/n, are you ready?” luke called from downstairs. “yes!” i called, grabbing my phone as i put on my flip flops and went downstairs. luke had a backpack with our things. he had his sunnies on and was ready togo. he was in a button up that was half opened and in his trunks. i grabbed my film camera and we headed out the door, saying bye to petunia and left. we threw our things in the back of the car and left. i drove us there since luke didnt know where to go. once we driving near the water, we opened up the convertible, so the salty wind ran through our hair. when we got there, we parked on the street and walked across the street to the small beach. it was hidden within a neighborhood, were locals only went. after walking down the stairs, our feet hit the sand and the beautiful clear water washed up on the shore. we found a spot to put down our things and ran to the water. it was warm and also cooling as we went deeper into the ocean. a wave and came and splashed me in the face while it didnt even bug luke. “wait luke!” i yelled and he turned around and saw me. he swam over to me and grabbed me by the hand. we were now both fully in the deepend. i splashed him and he splashed back when he wasnt looking, a wave hit him and i laughed. “haha get rekt.” i screamed and he charged at me, grabbing me and made us both get hit by a wave. “get rekt.” he mocked. i rolled my eyes and kissed his salty wet face. we swam around for a while before going into more swallow water was. little kids ran around playing in the water on their little boogey boards. i watched them run around, smiling a bit and looked over at luke. he was watching them too. a little girl near him tripped and fell on the sand, instantly crying. “oh, are you okay?” he asked her, helping her up. “ouch that looks like it hurts. where’s your mum?” he asked. the child pointed to a woman and he nodded. my heart instantly died when he scooped her out of the water and took her to her mother. she had a big bloody scab on her knee. luke told the woman what happened she thanked him. “no problem miss.” he said and waved before walking to me. “that was so sweet of you.” i smiled and he smiled back, his cheeks getting rosy. “it look like it really hurt.” he said. “poor kid.” “love?” i asked as we walked over to our towels. “hmm?” he hummed as he held my hand. “would you have kids with me?” i asked and looked at him. i honestly saw him the one, the person i would love for the rest of my life. “yeah.” he answered and he smiled. “not now of course but the future i would love to.” “duh i dont want kids right now either and you’re in the prime of your career. i would never want to mess that up.” i said and wrapped myself up. “id like to marry you first though.” he said with even a bigger smile. i smiled back and leaned my head on his arm. “do i see a proposal in my future?” i gasped. he shrugged with a sly smile and i giggled, getting out watermelon. i knew he wasn’t anytime soon but the fact that he saw us the same way made me so happy. “can i have one too hun?” he asked and i nodded, giving him one too. i took out my film camera. “look my way luke.” i said and he turned toward holding up his melon and i took the photo. “lets take one together.” he said and grabbed the camera. the held it facing us and we both held out our watermelons and smiled while he pressed down the button. we took another of us kissing and then put it to the side. after our little snack, luke said on his towel on his stomach, sun bathing. i just watched my surroundings, enjoying the view of the sun bouncing light on the beautiful water. eventually, luke fell asleep. i grabbed my camera and laid on the warm sand, and took a photo of him. i snickered and sat back next to him 4:32 pm “did you have a nice nap?” i asked once rolled and laid on his back. he squinted his eyes, hiding his beautiful ocean colored eyes. “yes.” he answered and i leaned down and gave him a lil smooch. “im hungry.” luke whined and sat up. “what do you wanna eat?” i asked and went on my phone. “i dunno. are there any places around here we can eat?” he asked. “probably ill look.” i replied and opened up yelp on my phone. while i scrolled through reviews, luke grabbed my camera and took a photo of me. “stooooop i look ugly probably.” “no you dont. you look hot.” he said and kissed my cheek. “here ill even take a photo for your instagram.” luke smiled and i rolled my eyes. “i found a cafe by the way.” i said as put my phone down. we went by the rocks and water and took some more photos before getting our things and leaving to eat. the cafe was only a block away so i ended up just walking. while we walked, we ran into a few fans who of course asked for photos with luke. after he chatted with them for a bit, we continued our journey to the cafe. once we arrived, we got a seat in the back corner outside. while we looked at menus, i couldnt help myself but sneak a few photos of luke looking like an angel while he checked out the menu. he looked up and noticed i was taking pictures. “hey.” he said and snatched my phone out of my hands. i could fell my cheeks burn pink as he looked. “i like this one.” “oh my god luke youre so conceded.” i laughed and took my phone back and went back to looking too. a waitress came, took our order of drinks and food and left. “are you having a good day?” i asked him. he nodded like a little kid. “yes i did. what about you ma’am?” as the sun went down, the golden light, made his skin glow like a god. he looked so handsome in this very moment. i just wanted to kiss him and tell him how much i am in love with him. “huh—oh ive had a lot of fun.” i said and played with his rings on his fingers. “babe you need to get your nails painted again. they look nasty.” i said and looked at how chipped they are. “can you? im to lazy to go out.” he said with little smile. i sighed and nodded. he made a kissy face saying he loved me and i just waved him off. some time later, a waitress came with our food and we dug in. some food babies later, we were tired and ready to finally go home. as we drove back to la, we saw the sun go down with the wind once again in our hair. its moments like these where i feel life couldnt get any better than right now.

[facelessdreamer]

My two week holiday

1st day, Monday: slept in and did things under the definition of “doing nothing” for the remaining hours of the day [overall calm day, it was just the beginning, I deserved to have spent it doing nothing]

2nd day: absolute fucking shit. Mum and dad were fucking rude and I really disliked everything about them that day. So fucking annoying. Really more just my mother. Dad was just a part of it. She annoyed the fuck out of me. I even talked back. Outfit was shit, going out with them was a mistake, for what? Two seconds in a shop then straight home hearing a bitch complain the whole time and be in a bad mood like she always is and then with you too then it having you in a fucked up angry pissy mood toward her and the whole goddamn world? [overall was a shitty shit fucking day]

3rd day: I went and watched toy story 4. I was late for that even and missed the first 12-13 minutes. Got a free ticket bc a friend works there so there’s that. Some guys took my seat but wasn’t a bother. I was hungry and wanted to eat my meal deal pasta from my bag but there was too much light and not enough darkness in the room I didn’t wanna have eyes on me. I looked cute af but carrying my jacket and bag bothered the outfit. Came in handy later when I left ofc bc it was cold. Gonna wear it again bc I looked cute and need some pictures to post in it. On the way out of the shopping centre I wanted someone with me for the whole day and any days I spend like this. And for a bigger matter to have them just to have made all my days better. If I had someone who came onto my do nothing adventures and days out I’d be so happy to have them. I wanted a lover but even a sloppy not a care in the world type of person would do. Just need someone I can inside out get on with and be my absolute self with every second I am with them. Like the way I am alone by myslef is how I’d absolutely be but with someone just beside me doing them also and me being beside them. That’s all I want. Someone to get me and for me to get them and just be one altogether bc we both the same type of people. Doing nothing together and being happy bc we’re just hanging out in the company of one another. I’m cute and an interesting bubbly go to stylish small huggable laidback old soul and nice occasionally or sometimes funny person who cares and loves deep, where’s my person? I’m ready for you. [overall was a fine day, slept in, woke up got ready and left by 5:42, got home no later than half ten]

Completelyyyy going of task there but if that’s where it lead to than that’s where it went. I’m just not gonna fight that habit of mine lol.

Day 4: Thursday. The day that just went. I woke up midday again. I really haven’t been wanting to these past few days bc I have shit to do like clean up my room and go out to spend days by myself and catch films in the dark. And even do some journal work. Set an alarm to wake up around 1:30 even but I slept in after it and had no clue about it much when I turned it off. Had a fucked up movie based dream I wrote about someplace else. Got up and watched some dead tv. The whole fucking day man nothing was on. It’s a fucking Thursday where are all the mad movies and things to watch please. I barely watch tv and today just wasted my time wanting there to be something good to watch but there was nothing at all for every time I checked throughout the day. Absolute piss take mate. Nothing to eat. I seriously have no hunger for whatever my mum cooks anymore. Need food how they serve it in restaurants or other family homes with sides and new dishes everyday. Like I ain’t even being horrible. My appetite goes the moment I think to go eat food in my own kitchen. I starve bc my body has no motive to get up and go eat what’s in my own house. I don’t want it to be like this but it is. I eat it ofc but I yearn for different dishes and not this for awhile at least. Anyways spent the day again doing nish. I was pissed of many times. My sandals went missing three times and before the third I told the perpetrator not to ever again move or touch them and the third time they had done it and I just lose my shit with little things like that. Like I told you not to, again and again with a mean voice and you got it yet you did it again. I have in the past tried to let things like this go but people take the piss and I don’t care I am happy to lose to my shit bc I’m so mad I can’t not. It’ll hurt more to not express it bc something has to be done about this, I can’t let it slide no more. I absolutely hate people touching my shit. Even later on found out my scarf drawer in my old room wasn’t my scarf drawer anymore. I go there to put something in and it’s overtaken by my sisters clothes. She shoved all my scarves in a box under the bed. I wasn’t mad about the move just immensely annoyed after the day of being pissed number of times I wasn’t consulted about this trade. If I had known about it I wouldn’t have gotten mad but it’s like a smack in the face when your belongings in a drawer it’s always been in isn’t there when you go to it. Like tf mf? There could have been something else in there to which I faintly remember was a folded up piece of paper maybe. She said nothing of it when I asked her but I’m sure there was as I remember something like that for sure. As it was a drawer I barely ever needed to open. Mum pissed me off just bc she was around at one point bc as we know on here we don’t hang at all. We hugged the other day and it was alright I guess. She wanted it and was in a good ass mood and I didn’t mind it she’s my loving mother. She usually bugs me sometimes just being around idky there’s more to it but I don’t wanna get into that rn. All that needs to be said is I’ll cry my eyes out if anything ever happens to her bc I love that woman as much as it is never brought to my attention inside of me I’ll realise just how much if anything ever happens to her. For now I just wanna be pissy at her bc of the way she is with me being her daughter. Like fuck just let me be who I fucking wanna be fuck sake. Comfortablly day in the living room watching an ep of a new show whilst munching some chewits but then interrupted by mother needing to pray. Up I went vaguely listening to her telling me to go pray alongside other views of religion she’s advising me to follow like always. Nothing more ruins us than her telling me things of Islam and me not taking it in anymore or wanting to hear it to getting up and just leaving the scene so she also gets the message. Watched another episode anyway upstairs and finally folded the 3 day old laundry she’d been wanting/nagging me to do. The whole time I was mad pissed off at her that I just cursed out loud doing it

If anything dropped on the floor I’d get more pissed and curse more. Just many many times I’d been pissed today. I even had my own feelings bother me about how shitty my life is and how fast the day is going bc I keep sleeping in. That’s why it’s a bother. I feel the day last shorter than how short it originally already is. So that’s been a subliminal bother sometimes a forefront one too. I attempted to begin cleaning my room after but with the light on in my room and it being late like 10-11 I didn’t like the vibe of anything at all. My phone was red zone 20%. The fact that I’ve been thinking A LoT this week off about how much I’ve been glued to my phone everyday almost every second. Fuck sake it’s easy to not be on it but hard same too bc I don’t wanna do nothing else but mindlessly be on my phone. Mindlessly you hear. Anyways I ended up taking pictures of my mess inside my wardrobe of my mini belongings. Kid sister went and fell asleep elsewhere. Seriously bugs me I can’t tend to her needs or give her attention like i can without a problem but I just don’t. It’s either the thing I wanna do or give her the time. I choose my whatever more than her and I know this, feel it and think of this. I suck and everything sucks. Just more shit that adds onto my conscience and moods of severe sadness in me. I been knowing this for time and had intentions to chnage uo for her and I barely met them. I can still make it right so I hope I do after today. I hope I hope. I really hope. Gosh emotions aren’t far away. Anyway it was mostly that off vibe I got and didn’t wanna clean my room anymore so left it went downstairs or whatever.

I’ve been meaning to clean my room for 2 months straight now. Every day off I was tired or going out when deep down I just wanted a lay in. Never would have had the energy and mindset to clean my room if I did stay in tho. It was top of my list to do so in this holiday and I attempted but didn’t succeed. Will do next day or so for sure! Friday also come, be good. Wake up early bitch.

Popcorn chicken

[chronicallyillest]

1-92

LMAOOO OH BOY!!! I was low key hoping someone would do this. So thank you

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?

-yes

2. You talked to an ex today, correct?

-haha always. He's my best friend.

3. Have you taken someones virginity?

-no

4. Is trust a big issue for you?

-its important to have it...

5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently?

-eh not really. Couple weeks ago

6. What are you excited for?

-Excited to learn everything about my new job

7. What happened tonight?

-I ORGASMED 6 TIMES. Crazy shit

8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?

-eh, I don't think its good for anyone to get sloppy

9. Is confidence cute?

-hell ya

10. What is the last beverage you had?

-diet ginger ale

11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

-my dad

12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?

-hell na

13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?

-hopefully get drunk and go dancing

14. What are you going to spend money on next?

-groceries, BC Hydro bill lmao

15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed?

-no

16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?

-i hope so. I like to think we're constantly changing

17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?

-Aseem

18. The last time you felt broken?

- the last two weeks before my new job

19. Have you had sex today?

- WITH MYSELF 😅

20. Are you starting to realize anything?

-try to just let what's meant to be... flow to you

21. Are you in a good mood?

-yes

22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks?

- If they don't hurt me then hell ya!!!

23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?

- no his are brown mine are blue/green. Like my mum's!

24. What do you want right this second?

- for my lips to stop being to itchy

25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?

- that's cool n all... Can I has a kiss too?

26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color?

- on top yes!!

27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?

- probably not. Humor is the greatest form of affection

28. What was the last thing that made you laugh?

- new coworkers

29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now?

- very much so

30. Does everyone deserve a second chance?

- yea probably. If they CHOOSE to fuck up in the same way again then it's over

31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?

- no

32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?

- probably

33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?

- drink diet soda a lot

34. Listening to?

- FINNEAS

35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore?

- only when it's possible I'll have to erase what I write

36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is?

- yes

37. Do you believe in love at first sight?

- yes definitely

38. Who did you last call?

- my dad

39. Who was the last person you danced with?

- some fuck boy at the bar

40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?

- mmmmmm cause they were there???

41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake?

- actually recently. I was at a party and there were cupcakes in the kitchen and I took all the tops off and ate em and left the stumps 😂😂😂

42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?

- I did yesterday to both of them!

43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?

- C O N S T A N T L Y

44. Do you tan in the nude?

- no

45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss?

- nothings lost or gained so no

46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?

- yes

47. Who was the last person to call you?

- my sister!

48. Do you sing in the shower?

- no not anymore

49. Do you dance in the car?

- YES LOL

50. Ever used a bow and arrow?

- no

51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

- 4 years ago

52. Do you think musicals are cheesy?

- YES 🤮

53. Is Christmas stressful?

- it used to be for the last 6 years but I'm hoping this year I'll be able to revel in what the season is all about.

54. Ever eat a pierogi?

- hundreds

55. Favorite type of fruit pie?

- pumpkin even tho it's a veggie.

56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

- nurse lol. Typical

57. Do you believe in ghosts?

- I really don't know. Never experienced one

58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

- a lot. Had it really intense today actually. For the first time in a while

59. Take a vitamin daily?

- I should

60. Wear slippers?

- yes

61. Wear a bath robe?

- only after the shower

62. What do you wear to bed?

- usually just a t shirt

63. First concert?

- Justin Bieber lol

64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

- definitely target

65. Nike or Adidas?

- Nike

66. Cheetos Or Fritos?

- crunchy Cheetos

67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

- sunflower

68. Favorite Taylor Swift song?

- style

69. Ever take dance lessons?

- no and I'm not interested

70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

- they could do anything

71. Can you curl your tongue?

- yes

72. Ever won a spelling bee?

- YES I HAVE ACTUALLY

73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

- Most likely

74. What is your favorite book?

- that's a hard one. Either "Mr. Was" Or "spiderwick chronicals"

75. Do you study better with or without music?

- without

76. Regularly burn incense?

- no I should tho

77. Ever been in love?

- a couple times

78. Who would you like to see in concert?

- MILEY AGAIN!! seen her twice!

79. What was the last concert you saw?

- Noah Cyrus

80. Hot tea or cold tea?

- Hot

81. Tea or coffee?

-Coffee

82. Favorite type of cookie?

-Chocolate peanut butter

83. Can you swim well?

-yes

84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

- this must mean underwater. No

85. Are you patient?

- sometimes

86. DJ or band, at a wedding?

- band

87. Ever won a contest?

- yes

88. Ever have plastic surgery?

- no

89. Which are better black or green olives?

- 🤮🤮🤮🤮

90. Opinions on sex before marriage?

- have lots of it. Don't wanna be stuck with someone who dunno how to eat

91. Best room for a fireplace?

- living room or bedroom

92. Do you want to get married

- very much so!!!