#rewindingleila

Gifs of cute animals being cute. The odd graph here and there. A lot of doodles she drew on her phone. One picture of herself that she uses for everything. Cute pictures of cute animals. Old pictures of Boston. New pictures of Boston. A lot of panorama pictures of several city skylines, but mostly Boston. Adorable pictures of adorable animals.

With her brain generally at least fourteen steps ahead of her, Camila needs a lot of focus to relax sometimes. Speaking with her family always helps, and so she has a scheduled weekly call with at least one relative. Occasionally she’ll cook a meal or read a novel as a distraction. She also started doing yoga recently, and has found that very helpful, since it’s both a great relaxation technique and a way to challenge herself.

Will loves the sun, and his perfect day would be partly cloudy, sunshine and all. He knows what hot feels like, and I don’t think he’ll be able to withstand the cold months in New York having been raised in Texas where it’s basically always hot. He likes being outside and being active, so the hot weather lets him do just that, plus, he gets to go swimming when it’s hot, so added bonus.

Persistent lectures on how he’s wasting his life instead of applying himself to something more. He can’t stand being told how to live his life and being treated like just because he has no life plans or that he doesn't really study that he’s going to live a meagre meaningless life. 

The only times she ever worries about her appearance is when she’s out for a hike and knows she covered in dirt and things people don’t like  have in stores or other public places so she makes sure to have extra clothes with her or when she knows she has to make a nice impression for like a job interview or a family dinner. Then she worries.

Blake’s a big fan of the Winter months, she gets to rug up in sweet jackets and not have to worry about sweating through them. Plus, sunburns are real bad in summer ‘cause ginger genes, yikes.

Leila’s lips on Charlotte’s felt like a bad idea from the very first touch. She flinched backwards, the taste of alcohol on her lips from the complementary party drinks. Collecting her cool, Charlotte locked eyes with the other girl. “Maybe you’ve had a little too much to drink, L.” She didn’t want to remind her of what she now knew about Charlotte, that it hurt to touch people, so she kept her mouth shut. “Come on, we should get you back to your dorm.” She grabbed Leila’s sleeve, avoiding grabbing her hand, and attempted to pull her towards the exit. It was more than just the kiss, she was genuinely worried for her friend. It had been a long night and Charlotte didn’t want her to make any bad decisions.