spencemichaels:

What building did you donate the first time around?

The gymnasium. My father’s name is on the tennis court, how nice.

chad-parker:

nathanielkennedy:

chad-parker:

You go girl.

You’re funny, Parker. I like your humor.

Thanks, Kennedy. You’re handsome. I like your face.

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savei know it wasn't intended to be funnybut I'm laughing so hard i'm irrational

spencemichaels:

Let’s hope you gain that motivation back before this fall.

Why? A new library is a perfect exchange for an excellent second year of college.

Young Volcanoes || Oliver & Alyx

alyxcarr:

When Alyx heard the word weed, her eyes widened. Finally, she had found a source for something other than her brand of cigarettes. Raising her eyebrow, she said, “Some crazy party, eh? Hangovers are easily cured. Remind me to show you the remedy sometime.” Alyx nodded her head, then continued to speak. “Huh? Rule breaker. Since you’re already breaking the rules, why not break them some more? Let’s go toke for a bit”

“It wasn’t too bad,” Oliver said modestly, his mind still drawing blanks when it came to the events of the night prior. He’d lost parts of his costume, but he’d woken up to a smeared lipstick kiss along his shoulder, enough to warrant him the knowledge that it must of gone right somewhere along the road. “Hangovers remind me that I’m alive, stupid and keep me from parties every night. Wonderful self disciple, they are.” Cracking a smile, he tucked the fingers of a cigarette wedged hand into his jean pockets, before lifting his shoulders in a shrug. “I don’t usually share with new faces,” Oliver drawled, looking at the blonde deviously. “You might have to make it worth my while.”

I hate the Politics professor here. He’s so annoying to an extent.

Your skin looks great. It must be the concealer. How’s life, Kennedy?

spencemichaels:

Could you be bothered when there was more than a month left, Lovely?

Probably not. There was an inkling of care before, now there’s just nothing.

spencemichaels:

That sense of accomplishment you feel when you realize you’ve finished your homework before midnight. I should probably catch up on sleep, but the chances of that happening are slim, so hello easton.

What even is school work? With a month left, or less, I can’t be bothered.

Young Volcanoes || Oliver & Alyx

alyxcarr:

Alyx laughed at his comment. “Reds, eh? Really smooth, but gets boring after a while doesn’t it?” She continued to smoke the remainder of her cigarette and stepped on it to put it out. “Well,” she started off. “Not quite. I decided I wanted a healthier way of slowly killing myself.” She let out a faint laugh and continued to talk. “So, what’s a guy like you doing wandering this desolate space?”

Oliver shrugged, “Only on the days I chain smoke, usually then I just switch to weed though.” Crossing his arms over his broad chest, the male feigned a laugh, passing off a close lipped smile to the blonde, wondering where in the hell she had come from. “I, my dear,” he began in his usual drawled fashion, “Am hungover.” Gesturing to his eyes, the emerald orbs currently shaded by his dark sunglasses as if in proof. “That means that I wasn’t attending classes. Then, I wanted to smoke, so here I am. I’m ruled by passions, or some shit.”