me at the pool with my friends

anonymous asked:

2, 9, 15 and 18

Thank you for asking!

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?

Hell yeah! But as I live in Iceland, it can get a bit too much, but still hell yeah!

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?

Oh yeah! I can get a bit self-conscious so I mainly do it when I’m alone or think I’m alone though

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

There are giant pools of water floating around in space. Oh my gooD that’s amazing

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.

I couldn’t choose so I asked my friends and they came up with the time I was saying something about kids and drugs and me, the very lame innocent angel of a teenager, was trying to hand gesture snorting coke, I don’t know why, and I cannot clarify more that I have no experience in any cool kid shenanigans whatsoever, I sort of did a hand gesture that implied the line of coke was on my index finger and ran it quick and clean under my nose like some form of salute. U can imagine the confusion on my friends as I did it over and over again like a proud child that thinks it’s fitting in nicely with the adults. And their realization. Every time they ask me something too adult for my pure child-like soul I do the gesture as a reply and they realize I don’t understand. 

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.