Love and Life

“I thought you were a predator!”

“I know it’s late but you have to hear this.”

“If they found the body, what are they looking for?”

“Because sitting on a bench is such grueling effort.”

“Everyone should have a dream. Even if it’s a pathetically unrealistic one. 

“Comforting to know you planned this out with your usual attention to detail”

“This little delinquent belongs to me.”

“Do you listen in to all my phone calls?”

“Where’s your usual partner in crime?”

“It’s just me. In the woods. Alone.”

“I’m gonna walk you back to your car.”

“You and I are gonna have a conversation about something called invasion of privacy.”

“How do you know what I heard?”

“There are no wolves in California.”

“You look...like you’re gonna ignore me.”

“I’m a nerd by association.”

“I’m here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody.”

“You are my new best friend.”

“Beautiful people herd together.”

“I can’t sit out again.”

“My whole life is sitting on the sidelines.”

“What if it’s like...an infection?”

“I took my eyes off the road for like two seconds!”

“Do you remember where it happened?”

“I have a shirt in my bag.”

“I’ve seen the doctor do plenty of splits. I can do it myself.”

“What? I didn’t see anything.”

“I freaked out like a total girl.”

“What kind of girl are you?”

“I’m tougher than that. At least I thought I was.”

“I’d be freaked out too. In fact I would probably cry. And not like a man either. Like the biggest girly girl ever. It would be pathetic”

“How about you tell me where you’re getting your juice?”

“I’m pretty much convinced I’m totally out of my freaking mind.”

“I know you’re hiding something. I’m going to find out what it is.”

“What are you, trying out for the gymnastics team?”

“How much Adderall have you had today?”

“Do you even know why a wolf howls?”

“Are you seriously wasting my time with this?”

“What you did wasn’t just amazing. It was impossible.”

“Dude I Can’t think about this now!”

“Everything in my life is somehow perfect, why are you trying to ruin it?”

“Is this a party or a date?”

“I’m not having the safe sex talk with you.”

“Where is she? What did you do with her?”

“It’s too late. They’re already here. Run.”

“You’ve been given something most people would kill for.”

“You and me,_____. We’re brothers now.”

“She probably hates me now.”

“You probably need to come up with an amazing apology. Or you could tell her the truth.”

“Come on, we’ll get through this.”

“Can you find it in your heart to trust me on this?”

“Am I gonna get an explanation?”

there is....an amount of beef here.

we could probably trade boobs but I gotta get boobs

don’t say aww. he isn’t even cute. he isnt cuter than me.

I took a really good butt picture today and I actually look like I have a little booty. I’m proud. 

i love you, by the way.

Is ‘gobble me, swallow me’ a good caption to use on thanksgiving?

well I guess I gotta go lay down without you.

I’m about to threaten to start without him

we’re all hot and bothered now

and that’s about where my head is at right now

let me tell you my thoughts because I can tell you these things without being fucking weird

I like to be manhandled. It’s a thing.

I’m tryin to be cool but i’m no cucumber

Will it be okay as far as my level of embarassment? I may never recover. 

please dig my grave somewhere pretty

I’m like physically hot right now

my only comfort right now is knowing that you must be equally dying

you were not helpful

The real question is, how the fuck do you respond to a dick pic?

I don’t want “hey u up” dick pics.

we do not like unsolicited dick pics.

would you prefer flowers or crab legs?

who decided ‘i dont think you’re ready for this jelly’ was a sexy thing to say?

I really don’t need people to know my porn preferances.

ALMOST SENT MY MOM A BUTT PIC

here’s the thing about dicks. they aint shit when theyre soft.

I asked him to send me a dick pick and he was like ‘uh...should I be hard?”

I’m trying to propogate succulents.

want a nude? I’m kinda bored

I miss you and I need to see you

we are the original VSCO girls

im never sending feet pics that’s so weird

Dat booty doe!!!

I am about to set to work on a Drarry fic that I would like to have a Beta work with me on. Basically spelling/ thoughts/ feedback etc. Someone to act as a general sounding board.  Here is the first chunk of what I have, so you can see if it interests you!

Eighth Year was meant to be simple. A time for rebuilding, for healing, and for finishing the education that they had missed out on. Of course, it's not as if Harry really got a seventh year at all. And it's not as if he can just forget all that's happened. All that's lost. And Neither can Malfoy. Desperate and searching for a normalcy that neither of them have ever known, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy never expected to find kindred souls in each other. They certainly were not expecting to enjoy one another, maybe a little too much.