Awww that’s really kind of you to say :’), seriously thank you!! I actually meant to send you a message the other day because I read your text post saying that this week’s going to be a hard one for you. Just wanted to say that I’m sorry and urgh I went through something very similar (and like you, I had a fall out with my friends at that time too which makes it so much harder) but I hope this year’s a little easier for you and your family. If you ever want to talk, I’m around (okay well I won’t be for the next week and a bit but you know what I mean haha). But no seriously, if you do ever need someone to talk to, I’m happy to listen. Thanks again :)) xo
I’m assuming you mean the interviews from the From Wilmington to Paris con? If so, I’m really sorry but I don’t, there are a load of short videos from it on youtube and oneetreehiill uploaded some on her blog (I’m assuming you’ll be able to find it under the tag ‘fwtp’). But any more than that, I’ve been gif’ing from the DVD. I could maybe post a few videos though, if you wanted to see something in particular. Although I won’t be able to do anything until I’m back from Italy in just over 10 days so you’ll have to bear with me!
FYI: I’m going interrailing around Italy starting early tomorrow morning so won’t be around properly for the next 10 days at least. (Gutted I’m missing out on Leyton appreciation week- I may still do it, I’ll be behind but never mind). Hope you all have an amazing week!
Sit on the front porch
Kick off your shoes
We don’t need nowhere to go
We don’t need a tune
I get scared at night and I lose my heart
See faces in my window, I hear noises in the dark
And I lose my mind between the front door and the car
But you cannot run from demons
They know just where you are.
all the things i ship ★ pacey witter and joey potter
this is about how you carried my bag off the bus yesterday. this is about how when we go to the movies and you go and you buy popcorn, you always make sure you bring back a napkin so i don’t wipe all the grease on my jeans. and this is about how just last week, when we were at miniature golf, you took all of the shots first so i would know the correct path. you taught me how to drive. and last year at prom, you knew that the bracelet i was wearing was my mom’s. you kissed me first, sweetheart. the second time, you counted to ten before doing it again just in case i wanted to stop you. you bought me a wall. we were alone on a boat for three months and you understood without a word why i wasn’t ready. do you have to ask me now why i am? pace, i’m gonna count to ten…and then i’m going to start kissing you. and if you don’t want me to, then you’re just gonna have to stop me.
ten, my love…