Motorboats And Waterfalls

I’m not a hardcore fan of the Harry Potter franchise, but I have to admit I was super excited to go on the ride this past weekend. First off, the castle was fleekin’ af. That thing made me want a real life Hogwarts. And the ride? Holy Bucky Barnes. I LOOOOOOOOVED IT. I mean, I may have covered my eyes during a few scary scenes, but that’s not the point~ Even as someone who isn’t that big of a fan, I definitely enjoyed it. It kind of makes me want to watch the movies all over again too.

You’re in Florida, then?

What are even these Snapchat filters? Where do they get this ideas from? My favorite is the dog one because I look adorable, like always, but I don’t know what to think about the others. Like the Mona Lisa one. What even?

These filters are bomb as fuck, that’s what. But Ive had it with the dog, it can move along.

I think I need to move. I just got a call from my home phone from some chick a fucked this weekend asking me what I wanted for dinner. Apparently she went up to security, held up a ring, and told them she was my fiance. And they just let her in. Didn’t even think to call and check with me and now some stalker bitch has managed to get inside my home. Fun times.

Never bring ‘em home, dude-- always go to theirs. Keeps the crazies from knowing your address. 

After spending the weekend in Texas I was not expecting to land and it be almost 30 degrees cooler than back home. So missing my 90 degree weather already, but it’s also good to be back. This weeks mission: adopt a kitten.

Never been to Texas but apparently it’s always boiling there.

“Yeah, sure.” he said with a nod before taking place besides her, hands still safely inside his pockets as he looked around them for a bit. He could hear people party not far from them; but the music barely reached them. The faint sound didn’t ruin the calm and quiet atmosphere they were surrounded with; for that he was thankful. “So, I don’t know what to say. Which sounds dumb considering we’ve said a lot to each other.” Laughing nervously, he ran a hand along his neck, a frown immediately taking place on his features. “I guess, first of all, I should apologize. Because, I’ve said things that I usually don’t. But, it was nice to try something different. I guess. I mean, you know?”

At James’ admission, part of her wanted to be angry. yes, it was anonymous-- but she didn’t like being lied to, and that’s what it felt like. But on another level, she couldn’t be. Maybe he didn’t usually say those things, but they still came from him, right? “Well-- did you mean the things you said?” Her tone was serious, removing her hands from her pockets and leaving them in her lap. 

Alison. That was a nice name – he wasn’t sure what he had expected, if he was honest with himself. But, she seemed pretty nice and the pressure he had put on himself suddenly disappeared when he saw her act just as shyly. “Oh.” The only word he could utter at the compliment she gave him, despite wanting to say much more. A laugh flew past his lips and he looked back into her eyes, finding it easier to do as such now that everything seemed less intense. “You too. I mean, you look good. I’m a – well, I’m James.”

“James.” She tested the name out loud, enjoying the sound of it. “It’s lovely to finally meet you face to fact, James.” Her voice was warm as she looked up into blue eyes. He was different than she expected-- more reserved. After everything they’d spoken about, the things they’d said, it felt natural to be open with him, rather than hide behind a cold exterior as she usually did. “You want to sit down?” She asked softly, titling her head toward a nearby fallen tree that had obviously acted as a bench previously.

Chuckling softly at the reaction he got, James shrugged and nodded; thanking the heavens for making this less awkward than he imagined. At least she was still around after witnessing the way he normally behaved – surely that meant something. “FuckinA77? Because, yeah – for sure.” The smile on his face grew as she simply stood there in front of him, and he caught her eyes for a brief second before looking away as soon. God, he was pathetic. “Is that a bad thing? The speechless part, I mean? I know I’m not – sorry.”

“Alison. I usually go by Alison.” She laughed, shuffling her feet slightly. God, why was she so nervous? Trying to school her features, she quirked an eyebrow. “It’s not a bad thing. You’re just--  you’re kind of drop dead gorgeous, but I’m sure you knew that.” Alison smiled a little wider, kind of enjoying his reactions. It made her feel a little less crazy, that he was as nervous as she was. 

This was it. The moment all those conversations had been leading up to and James thought about running away for a moment – sure, he would feel bad about standing her up; though it’s not like he would ever have to face the consequences. Aside from online. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and willed himself to keep walking; whatever happened, at least there would be no regrets down the road. He needed to do this for himself mostly. Halting his walk as he neared a female that seemed to be wearing exactly what his pen pal had described, James tucked his hands deep in his pockets and mustered a shy smile as she turned around. “Hi.”

God-- she really lucked out with this. The face in front of her was both nothing and everything she’d expected. In favour of her usual smirk, a nervous slight grin tugged at her lips. “Hello, again. You’re-- you’re you, right?” She chuckled lightly, shaking her head. Even after all this time, they still didn’t know each other’s names. Walking forward, she met the man in the middle, hands still tucked in her jacket pocket. “You, just-- wow. I’m a little speechless.”

Look at all these bitches trying to be better than everyone ahahaha lmao. This is so funny, you guys have no idea how funny this. I’m just rolling my eyes at everyone rn. Such a shame.

it’s exhausting to look at you