i have a love/hate relationship with boys. i love them. they hate me
I hate my job. I mean like thank you Jesus for giving me a job, but I can’t work with these people. It’s not even the customers, it’s just some of the workers. Like, I know you didn’t go to college to get a degree and get a real job, or whatever the case maybe, but that’s not my problem. So stop being so rude, it’s unnecessary. You’re fucking up my energy man, all I want is good vibes surrounding me.
Dear Paris- Liam Payne fan fiction
I saw you the day you came back; you were walking your cat and your dog, and that made me smile because walking your cat is such an outlandish and peculiar thing to do. I think your cat is the only cat that doesn’t mind being walked; mine left those scars on my arm when I tried to get him on a leash. I know I told you it was a scar from a soccer incident, but that was a lie, I was trying my best to seem like this cool guy that wasn’t at all interested in you, but I think we’ve both realized I’m not that cool, and that I’m actually REALLY interested in you. I think you saw me, I’m not sure because I didn’t come outside and you didn’t wave hello, but you looked into my window and you stared inside for a while before taking Artemis and Apollo back inside, so maybe you didn’t see me, because you would have said hello. I don’t know why you didn’t come over, but I guess I didn’t come either so we’re both to blame.
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Ephemeral- Zayn Malik fan fiction
The only building open on a night like tonight was the tattoo shop minutes away from my apartment building. The sky was dark, drops of rain hurling to the ground. I was completely soaked, straight brown hair was now a wet curly mess, and my polka dot socks were now soaking wet, squishing under me as I headed further down the street.
The bell over my head rang throughout the parlor as I entered. The parlor was vacant of life, only the lights circulating throughout the shop indicated that there might be someone here. “Hello, how can I help you?” I froze, hands still in position to put my hair in a bun eyes wide and scared. “Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t want a tattoo or anything, it’s just been raining really hard and I live a few minutes away but I really can’t get there in this weather.” He nodded simply before turning around and rounding the corner he just entered from. I took that as an invitation to stay and continued to twirl my hair into a bun.
I took off my sweater as well, setting it on the wooden table next to the couches to dry. The parlor looked small from the outside, but now inside I could tell it was rather large. Each wall was a muted grey with tattoo designs hung on the wall closest to the counter. A large binder was placed on that counter and I took a few steps to look at it before stopping.
My phone was ringing in my pocket playing the obnoxious song my best friend and roommate had chosen for herself. I swiped at the screen but it didn’t open, my fingers were too wet. I dried them as best as I could on my already wet jeans and swiped across the screen to answer…
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