#veinstate

sms [ fuckwad ] ; u said to tell u sms [ fuckwad ] ; well im out sms [ fuckwad ] ; im done sms [ fuckwad ] ; move on

[the only one that matters] hey [the only one that matters] i’m not going to be home when i thought i was going to be [the only one that matters] so just like... don’t freak out when you get home and i’m not there

@veinstate // sc. 

The shouting does little more than elicit a lazy grin in amusement as Enya watches his stubbornness. She sits up, her movements purposely lethargic, squinting. “Oh, come now, yer probably a smart guy, ya really think I meant be louder?”

“ Look, I appreciate that it’s your job to step in, but I was perfectly capable of handling the situation by myself. ”

          “Bet you get a lot of people spilling their guts to ya.” It was the way with bartenders and lonely people sitting at the bar. Jules, on the other hand, is actually just trying to make a bit of conversation before he heads off to his hotel room.

Ernessa’s fascination with HANDS ran deeper than most people realised, she hand HUNDREDS of sketch books at home filled with various drawings of hands. SCARS was another fascination of hers, she was covered in them like a SNAKE covered in diamonds and scales. Once she saw the man with the missing fingers, she could not HELP herself. It was overwhelming to her in a way, and once HE noticed her subtle touch, she blushed ever so lightly. It was EMBARRASSING to be caught, but now that she was she TOOK his hand in her in a gentle motion and smiled at him “ If memory serves, I am already paying for these drinks BUT I can always take you out for dinner. “ 

the woman doesn’t glance up from her flower arrangement, a breeze carried seemingly from nowhere telling her all she needs to know, the plants whispering that someone’s come as they have been all week, even more lively as spring approaches. fingers soft across a petal, she hums, “just missed the morning rush. here for the garden or the shop?”