#bee-desousa

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. 

Eli: next time wake me up, you don’t always have to be gone in the early morning  because i look like an angel sleeping. you know i find myself rather late to class when you don’t wake me up.  

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. 

Eli: i love you so much bee, i want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you.  but i’m so fucking scared, i hate to have you worry. i’m doing okay right now, but you know how i can be. fuck i miss julia sometimes, i miss her so much..i love you more and more everyday, and i want only you. i wish you were here right now...

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. 

Eli: So if I take you up to make out point how lucky do you think I will get? 

Eli: Like beyond making out...

Eli: Or you know...we could make our own spot.

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

Eli: Rich is banging around with some fucking loud ass screaming music, hell please tell me that’s now how I sound. I think he’s pissed or maybe happy? 

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

Eli: How young is too young to propose to the one girl that a guy wants to spend the rest of their live with?

☉: my muse’s reaction to finding yours in a public bathroom, drugged and almost unconscious

Rich was getting quite tired of the various drunk people who had approached him in the past half hour alone, both guys and girls either trying to hit on him or talk him up a wall. He’d quickly learned that people under the influence were only interesting when he himself was under the influence as well, and surprisingly enough, he’d decided to stay sober tonight. He didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of Emory or any of her friends somehow.

With all the flashing lights from the dance floor, it was hard to read doors, but Rich found what he assumed was the men’s washroom and pushed open the door, glad to escape all the noise for even a brief moment. However, he quickly realized he was mistaken when he spotted a curly-haired brunette collapsed on the floor in the corner, seemingly only half-awake. Her eyes were glazed over and her body was curled into a ball, a bottle of Jack Daniels in her hand as she glanced up at Rich slowly. “Heyyyy,” she managed, attempting to sit up but unable to. “Have youuu seen…ummmm…” She paused for a moment, trying to put her words together. “Ronnnn Ronn!!”

@bee-desousa

Psst: Three things that I’ve always wanted to tell you.

who i am, i mean like who i really am, like everything.

julia, more about her, you should know

the ultimate true feelings i have for you

Want: Three things I would do to you if we were alone.

kiss you, it would be sudden and quick at first. i wouldn’t let you even speak at first. it’s been far too long, and hell i know that i have been wanting to for so long. i’m not even sure if you would want me to, but i wouldn’t regret it if you told me to stop

hold you/cuddle with you. it truly was one of the best things we did 

Bianca sat along side Eli in his hearse Morty, Carefully eying the streets for what she was looking for. "Right there!" she yelled as she pointed at a small abandoned store. Eli was suppose to be tutoring Bianca, but instead they decided they would drink. Drink at the fact that they were forced to spend a certain amount of hours a week together until Bianca brought up her grades. Although neither of them had ever dare admitted it, they enjoyed each others company.