sure yeah we can change the plot. and no i didnt get the message, you come up with the plot :)
*i blush softly* i’d like that *i look down to try and hide my blush*
well thank you, i wish i could do something in return *i bite my lip and try to think*
you didn’t have to pay for mine you know. i dont want you thinking i only agreed to go for coffee because i thought you would pay. and what makes you say that staying is a better idea? i mean i love it here in london, but i have always dreamed of going on vacation to something like paris. like me being a girl and all i like to imagine my honeymoon being in paris, but you know who knows when or if that will happen *i laugh nervously*
i admire that *i smile slightly as i pay for my drink*
wouldnt you have to go with them if its a flight? *i ask as i give the person my order*
i guess i kept them waiting too long *i look down but then at the cashier* i’ll just get some coffee and you can go catch up with them *i walk towards the counter*
There’s so much going on here that needs explaining?
What is Taylor doing with her body?
why is lorde yodeling?
Why is jordin latched unto Jason like she don’t wanna catch some of the craziness that’s afflicting these white folks?
why is lorde yodeling
nobody noticed the bald guy in the back??
no i didn’t! D:
singing…. its something i have always loved to do. my dad never let me sing as a child, said it was a waste of time. but i cant help but make music.
i’m fine *i look at my feet as we walk*
thats fine, i’ve been called worse *i pull down my left sleeve. covering up my old cuts/scars*