GO CRAZY, GO STUPID.

❛   y - you   want   me   to   hold   your   hand  ??   well  ,   g - guess   i   have   no   choice  .   would   be   pretty   damn   rude   of   me   to   say   no  .  .  .   ❜   a   nervous   tone   brought   forth   by   her   sudden   approach   &   his   lie   hid   away   behind   a   facade  .   he   reached   out   to   grab   her   hand  ,   the   sweat   began   to   build   up   in   his   palms   &   he   could   only   hope   she   was   far   too   focused   on   him   to   notice  ,      or   she   was   one   of   the   very   few   girls   out   there   that   did   not   care   for   the   sweat   that   came   with   hand  -  holding  .

red   blemishes   immediately   took   their   place   across   his   cheeks  .   hand   locked   with   hers   &   their   fingers   intertwined  ,   the   beating   of   his   heart   switched   to   a   somewhat   swift   rhythm  .   all   luck   of   holding   a   steady   composure   for   the   remainder   of   the   day   looked   to   be   on   his   side   upon   looking   over  to   see   angel’s   face   showing   a   similar  ,   red   patch   on   both   cheeks  .    ❛   y - you   okay  ,   angel  ?   you   got   quiet   out   of   nowhere   &   your   face   is   red  !   ❜

ଘ♡     watching people gobble the tiny square cakes up in one bite was not something new to her, but she enjoyed the reactions all the same. some people would result to trying to savor it into small bites and most people would eat it in one; but they all shared the same look of surprise at the taste. his reaction was no less amusing and the girl simply laughed and nodded in response to his question. “ these particular ones, yes. i’m freakin’ glad you like them. ” had she just made a joke? maybe being around someone that seemed her age brought it out of her.

his decision to change what he wanted from two slices of cake to four of the others caused her to smile. “ here, how about this. two slices of the strawberry cake and 2 of the petit fours is the same as getting four. but you’ll have more sweets to last you longer. ” a win win.

her  kindness  held  no  bounds,  did  it?    her  offer  for  his  soon  to  be  purchase  caused  his  smile  to  settle  into  a  calmer  state,  less  of  a  stretch  from  what  it  once  was,  though  the  charismatic  energy  remained.   ❛   you  sure  know  how  to  make  a  bargain,  huh?   ❜   call  it  a  compliment  or  not,  he  didn’t  care.  all  that  mattered  was  the   sweet  deal   he  won  &  he  would  be  sure  to  celebrate  it  once  at  home.   ❛   it’s  not  like  i  can  really  turn  down  something  that  good,  right?   but  i  have  to  ask   ───   is  it  some  kind  of  promotion  this  place  has  goin’  on?   or  you  got  a  thing  for  being  nice  to  complete  strangers?   ❜   

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑.      a chill right down to the bones.    tobogganing.   teeth chattering.    sleeping all day.    sitting by the fireplace.    spending time with family.    layered clothing.  seeing another’s breath.   loving the cold.    a state of inactivity.   cold hands.    blistering winds shaking the closed windows.    a bookcase full of brand new books and all of the time in the world to read them.    cable knit socks.   a bitter remark.  a log cabin in the middle of nowhere.    hating the cold.  full-length windows to peer out of.    pale skin.   deep conversations.   watching the snow fall.  sharp edges.   hot cocoa.    smelling every candle in the store.   a wild snow storm.  melancholy.    lighting candles around the bathtub.   snow globes.   expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words.   the softest of blankets.    liking, but not loving something or someone.

𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.     the smell after it rains.   being in control of yourself.   a soft breeze blowing your hair.  lightning when it strikes.    cherry blossoms.    bright mornings.  the first sign of hope. the relief of finding something you lost.    paris in the spring.   birds chirping.    the art of growing.   a kiss on the cheek.  the clap of thunder.    a tornado in the valley.    smiling at a stranger.  planning.    saccharine pinks.    making promises.    trying something new.    hugs when you need them most.  a bee sting.   sitting on the steps of the met.    coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm.    picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun.   that feeling you get when you put on a good dress.    a long hike.   rushing when you can take your time.  going to the gym at ungodly hours.  excitement for what’s coming.    becoming yourself. rain boots.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑.      lanterns lit around a campfire.   seeing the sunrise like its the first time again and again.    melting ice cream.    the warmth of sun rays upon skin. fireworks. the feeling of never wanting something to end.   beach days.  the lone blow up floaty left in the pool, drifting with the warm nights breeze and nothing else.    music blasting at 3am, loud and proud.  palms trees on sunset boulevard.   longer days and shorter nights.  wanderlust.    nights spent staring at the stars.   sand castles.    road trips. blood orange sunsets.  leaving the laundry to hang outside.    flowers in bloom.   sneaking out of your room late at night.  pure contentment.  barefoot in the sand.  the street lights coming on.  the sound of the ocean in a seashell. freshly squeezed lemonade.    loose clothing.  a cannonball into the pool.   sunflowers.    the hazy pink before dusk.    relaxation.

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋.      the leaves changing colors.  a heavy backpack.   the smell of old books.  eating until you’re stuffed.    deep, dark woods.  the silence in loudness.  abandoned houses.   ripped jeans.  crunching leaves beneath feet.   feeling like you’ve been somewhere before. sitting at a bay window.   having endless amount of homework.    charcoal drawings.   screaming into a pillow as loud as you can.   pumpkin patches.   creaky floorboards.   accepting that some things do have to change.   museums.    small talk.   being ignored. procrastinating. a door slamming shut. going to bed early.   baking pies.   the fear of walking alone in the dark.   feeling completely and terribly lost. a twig snapping.   crisp, cool days.  belly laughter.    converse.  foggy mornings at the shoreline.  writing a daily entry in a journal.  a lonely day.