cherub looking mother fucker.

i obviously luv this boy so much , but i don’t have time or motivation for multiple blogs . if you would like to interact with schmidt , please msg me at @dietbast . 

“that’s a pretty song.”     soft features watching her as she hums the words .   “this your playlist or a friends?”

i cant believe it’s been like 30 days since ive been here . .........

oh geez. she’s one of those girls . beautiful, blonde, and probably mean as snake. he should be careful. he SHOULD be putting up his things and politely seeing himself out the door. he’s never been any good at talking to girls like that - not without being humiliated or worse in the long run. “oh, yeah, no, sorry.” is the best he choke out, trying not to make eye contact with her ‘lest he burst into flames from her ire. he’s still contemplating a game plan when she speaks to him. eyes cast from homework to her, he can’t help but follow her gaze. ah, THERE IT IS. there’s always someone OUT OF REACH for everyone. it’s the literal cycle of MALE AND FEMALE life. he’s sure of it. “i- uh, probably too much porn or protein or something.” he’s blunt, honest and to the point. he might as well be. it’s not like he needs to impress her. not now that he sees she’s definitely off the market for impressing.