#yvnza

01: tell me the truth, what made you start liking the person you like right now? he’s just an idiot that i can truly be myself around.02: what on your body is hurting or bothering you? my back, always.03: what was your last thought before going to bed last night? i hope he’s not upset with me.04: what are you listening to? my new song chocolate chip cookie!05: what’s something you’re not looking forward to? leaving my house to head out for schedules. 

If there wasn’t a nymph and a giant elf above you, maybe yeah.

- Sawako

yvnza​ (about Lisa on Nonagon’s Lookbook)

“dang. i’ve been needing a sugar daddy. alright alright is it long? wait—- it’s 26 episodes. alright alright. gimme a few days and i got you. I’m a thug I don’t need hugs, don’t quote me though I might need one.”

“fuck. I can’t tell if I’ve missed out on a good sugar daddy opportunity or if it’s a good thing I haven’t seen it but now I’m gonna watch it. just for you.”

why? because she could. jamie doesn’t fight by yelling, she calmly makes sarcastic comments and drops mean assumptions instead. this time, she’s sitting on his kitchen table and the bomb is dropped as soon as she spills it from her lips. “you’re doing it wrong, i’d get over there and show you but i’m not feeling very kind today. or any other day. plus i don’t really like you at all. you can’t do anything right.” she continues to nag on him, legs dangling from the table as she scoots herself to the edge of it. it’s not good manners to sit on someone’s kitchen table but since when has jamie got any respect for that? a brief puff of air swoops in from the window that’s pushed open ajar and she leans back to let the cold breeze ghost over her back. she’s wearing a top that reveals her back along with her favorite casual jeans shorts. no socks, just red painted toenails to compliment the thick and dark color painted on her lips. because that’s just how she is. she observes him over at the counter, head thrown back this time as she exclaims her last complaint. “fucking stop that already.”

“Uh… that wasn’t what I meant.” said Jennie, taking a step back – figuratively and literally – upon hearing the suggestive response of the stranger. It was a mere observation and she wasn’t one to keep her mouth shut about such but, then again, she wasn’t very good with surprise; oh, how easily angered she could be. “I was trying to say you look like an infant trying to be bad.” Arms flailing behind, she pulled a cheap taunt on the boy. It was all she could give for the unexpected reply.