i love this picture she looks so happy

anonymous asked:

Okay I see it now. In the third picture of "tall Cole". Him looking at her and she looking so nervously uncomfortable yet happy while fixing her hair. Looks like a crush. Although my feels would show up more if it was instead people looking at someone like Camilla(?) does in the same photo at Cole. Happy, laughing, comfortable. When they reach that place and both look at each other like that then I'll be on this ship

That’s not to say that camilla(?) looks like she is in love with him at all. Just laughing at a joke. But you get my points. Comfortable and proud in love really gets my feels going instead of the nervousness and sneaking around. But I guess they’re cute now too in that picture. But I have to agree with other anons that it gives off a somewhat childish vibe. Looking forward to this going forward and maturing into some serious feels

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YAY!
I made a lil post before with Heart Eyes Reinhart; 

http://youreapunk.tumblr.com/post/158604386804/completebughead-thejugheadjones

But I getcha, more confidence!!! I kind of love this stage tho, where its still juvenile and uncertain and fresh and exciting and a bit intimidating. Its sweet to me. We will get to the we-are-so-comfortable-around-each-other-cuz-weve-been-a-couple-forever stage too hopefully.

For those of you that wanna see more, check out @betty-and-jughead under her tag “lilicole” for some cute ass behind-the-scenes stuff during filming. *tip*

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.