Not that the weather shows any signs of that today, it did Monday but today its low 90′s, kinda a hot breeze too. Kinda really freaking excited for winter! and when I say kinda I mean F***ing stoked! It has my favorite holiday, snow, cuddling in a blanket on the cold porch ect ugh I can not wait! And btw when I say favorite holiday I totally mean thanksgiving. E and I have been in the house for too long I feel, my sister takes her to and from downstairs, other than that its here in the room, but she doesn’t mind at all, shes to happy and careless to even notice the time, unless its nap, then she notices lol. Just some shots from this morning, were in the nap hours so i’m just about to watch ANOTHER movie, I think this is my 7 millionth movie this week??? on a good note tomorrow is Friday means two things i’m 32 weeks And both of my babies are home for the weekend, and maybe a in room date night lol I hope everyone’s week is fantastic and always remember to stay positive!
I’ve been imagining your fingers entwined in hers against the dull glow of distant figures on the screen, your smile reflecting hers. I am silly, so I cry about silly things like you watching movies with another woman.
It is silly indeed to think I stand a chance against the fantasy parade of her smile. It is silly to write poems which taste too much like regret on rainy days like today but there is too many empty coffee cups littered across that table we bought together. I am running on too much caffeine and heartbreak.
It was fun playing house with you until you destroyed my heart.
You know what’s not fun?
Wanting to burn every piece of furniture you ever touched in this house.
And even if I’m left with ashes in my lungs and no place to sleep but the cold floor, I would still choose that over being haunted by your memories every time I enter a room.
I can’t sleep anymore and the coffee isn’t helping but alcohol doesn’t settle well in my veins anymore. It reminds me too much of the drunk nights we spent laughing about your terrible dancing and my inability to teach you any better because I couldn’t stop giggling.
See I could pretend something good came out of you leaving, I am bleeding metaphors every time my pen touches paper. This is how we make poetry out of our wounds, this is how we call it art.
But you were my best friend and I don’t have anyone to tell all my stories to anymore, no one to sing along with in the car.
No one I want to kiss so much I could die.
No one whose touch makes me feel like my heart is escaping my ribcages.
I really liked this request so I thought I’d write it. Sorry I’ve been so inactive guys, I don’t mean to. Hope you enjoy even though it kinda sucks
“Guys I’m so bored,” I whined as we sat on the couch after watching yet another movie.
“But Y/N, Netflix is so fun,” Johnson said.
“I know but I’m so bored with movies can we please do something else?” I asked as I sat up and looked at all of them, waiting eagerly for their suggestions.
“Do you have like board games or something?” Gilinsky asked.
“Remember last time we played a board game Y/N got so into it she kept yelling and swearing and throwing things?” Nate said. We all laughed at the memory, I was very competitive when it came to board games.
“What about a game then that doesn’t involve a board?” Gilinsky asked again, altering his question, making us all laugh again.
“Like what?” I asked, kind of looking around to try to get ideas.
“What about Twister?” Sammy asked.
“Do you have a twister mat?” I asked.
“I think so,” Johnson giggled as he stood up and walked off to go look for one.
“Aw who are we gonna make spin the thing?” I asked.
“How about we do it and try to spin it as we play?” Nate asked.
“Dude that’s gonna be so hard,” I laughed.
“Since when do we do things the easy way?” he asked.
“I guess you’re right, we can try,” I laughed again. Johnson came running down the stairs, twister mat and spinner in hands with a huge smile on his face.
“So we’re actually doing this?” Sammy asked.
“Of course we are Sammy boy,” I said as I stood up off the couch and quickly threw my hair into a messy bun just so it wasn’t falling in my face throughout the whole game because that would piss me off.
“Alright boys, let’s do this,” I said as I set the mat down and put the spinner near it so we could easily get to it.
“Alright, Y/N you start,” Gilinsky said,
“Why me?” I whined.
“Because you wanted to stop watching Netlfix,” Johnson smirked.
“Fuck you guys,” I laughed as I wait for one of the boys to spin.
“Right hand red,” Nate said.
“I seriously get the color the farthest away from me,” I groaned as I leaned over and place my hand on the red dot. I sighed loudly as I waited for them to continue.
“Sammy, right hand green,” Nate said. I heard Sammy move and he was soon on the floor right behind me.
“Damn Y/N, these pants really make your ass look good,” Sammy said.
“Shut up Samuel, I can easily kick you in the face right now,” I laughed.
“Just saying,” he laughed. We continued the game and were all laughing so hard that we couldn’t breathe. That’s what is was like when we were together, almost constant laughter. We were all in the weirdest positions.
“This hurts so bad!” I laughed as I tried to keep myself up.
“I can see down your shirt,” GIlinsky smirked.
“Jack FInnegan GIlinsky, don’t look,” I said as I pulled it up quicckly with one hand.
“I’m literally under you right now,” Johnson said.
“You guys need to stop,” I laughed.
“Sorry Y/N but it’s kinda hot,” he said.
“My god why am I friends with you guys?” I asked myself.
“Because you love us,” Nate smiled.
“You’re right although sometimes I wish I didn’t,” I laughed.
“Seriously though, you look good lil mama,” he said. I sighed again as I shook my head but couldn’t help but smile at my four best friends being idiotic boys, and that was how I loved them.