gel pen: when are you most comfortable? ballpoint pen: tell me about the day you’ve just had fineliner: what’s your greatest achievement? highlighter: what are your best qualities? greylead: what is something you want to try for the first time? felt-tip: describe your aesthetic crayon: your earliest childhood memory scrapbook: something from your childhood that makes you smile sketching pad: describe yourself from a stranger’s point of view notebook: what’s your favourite quote? paper: what kind of book would you write? stapler: out of all the people you know, who do you think you are closest to? glue stick: what do you look for in a lasting relationship/friendship? tape: tell me about your longest friendship ruler: what line will you never cross? eraser: what do you consider to be your biggest mistake? scissors: ever had a bad break-up? calculator: list fifteen things that make you happy protractor: an unpopular opinion/angle you have on an issue sticky note: something about yourself you’d like to change stamp: a date that’s special for you and why bookmark: a book that means a lot to you and why folder: describe your family whiteboard: tell me your plans for tomorrow blackboard: tell me about a memory that has affected who you are today pinboard: what are you focusing on in your life right now? tablet: tell me your plans for the future stencil: who are your role models? envelope: tell me a secret
take your time but please tell me the secret on how to be better. I am the night sky and a dimly lit room all in the same sentence and I don’t really know where to put the period. some days I am better and I’m here with this abundance of love in my heart and the other days I am all alone and no way to cope with the sadness. give me the grass stained jeans and give me the love I used to feel but not while in the arms of others. I’m not alone but sometimes I am. let me learn how to cope with the bad days and let me learn how to find comfort in my own arms and my own bed and then I swear I can give them the best parts of me after that. let me learn how to feel innocent and lovely again. let me learn how to heal again. let me learn.
hey girl, I follow you on insta and I was wondering how can you afford new stuff all the time when you don't have a job? Tell me your secret
To be honest I saw people talking about survey sites and decided to try it myself. I’ve been doing it for few months now and I make about $50 per day which is way more than I expected, and super easy since you basically get paid just from answering questions.
There she was, at 4am, in your bed. You loved her then, didn’t you? She was wearing your duvet like a cape, with her head poking out. She loved you back; she really did.
You said, “I don’t know what to do. I’ve never met anyone like you.”
She said simply, “kiss me.”
So you did. You lifted her chin and kissed her mouth and swallowed her giggles whole. You felt her sunshine fill your lungs as she wrapped her arms around your neck. You felt the duvet fall as she leant forward.
“Tell me a secret,” she said.
She was always saying these things.
“I’ve told you everything already,“ you said. Your lips were on her neck.