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anonymous asked:

who are your favorite people in town and why?

“Erm… the easier answer would be who’s not, heh. Al— I mean let’s do the favorites instead. Uh well, @winnicisms is really great. One of the few people I can actually talk to and uh… be myself. @jcwrght is… a mystery, but I want to know them more. I don’t um… know enough people evidently.” 

Winnie, @winnicisms

I’m not the best with words, but you already know that. I never know what to say, or how to say it. But with you, it’s like I want to talk. I want to talk about my day or ask about yours. I just have so much I want to say, which is odd because I’m not like that with anyone. Not even with my closest friends. That sounds weird, I know. I’m probably just that awkward guy from the park to you. I’ve been trying to work up the courage to ask you out, like on a date, but I don’t see the point in that. I’d rather not scare you off. Because I know you could never feel the same way. I mean look at me, and that’s cool. At least I can still be around you without having to deal with being rejected. Plus, I’d really like to have you as a friend if I can’t have you any other way.

I just think you’re really pretty and are an amazing person. 

Jacob. @jacobhirsh

Wina
Jeśli wina, to…powiesz francuskie, dobre, portugal, dobre, reszta średnie, dobre są jeszcze chorwackie, węg, rum, ale wszystkie z winnic…bezpośrednio lub zaprzyjaźnionych ludzi.

Zapomniałbym…Moldova, mało Polaków, super klimat, dobre auto i suniesz, dobre wina, super, ale również j.w.

anonymous asked:

who are your favorite people in town and why?

@winnicisms: because she’s hot, and is probably the only person in this town who actually understands that I can take care of myself.
@livhilton: she’s my best friend.
@baileyjperry: she’s my roommate, if I didn’t like her a lot than why would i live with her?

letter

Dear Winnie, @winnicisms

I got into a fight okay? That’s why i had those stitches a while back ago. I didn’t want to tell you because for starters it was kind of embarrassing that a skilled boxer like myself got stitches from some drunken idiot at a bar who thought he could take me. I also didn’t want to worry you, I never do. I don’t like being pitied on or taken care of, I mean I have taken care of myself for my whole life and at some points even my father, but with you it’s kind of easy. I don’t want to be cheesy or shit, but you’re my really hot friend that I very often have mind blowing sex with, but still my friend and for that I thank you cause now and days I don’t have that many.

From,
L. @lxxson