A year ago I might have said corruption. Two years ago I would have walked away. Fifty years ago I would have blood streaming down my face for daring to try to answer a question. Now… I have a reason to stay uncorrupted.
Jesse runs his fingers through Zeke’s hair absentmindedly.
He thought, fall for me, he thought, please, but what came out of his mouth was far from that. It was a stupid dare, “Race me to my house!” and that was when you fell for him, when you didn’t even know what he wanted to say with his tongue tripping over itself in desperation, in a beautiful attempt to communicate. You fell for him when you sped past him, dodging passerby with your bike, screeching to a halt at a sign that told you DO NOT WALK and the way he went right past you again without stopping for the same sign
I feel like my design iz very obviously punk, i saw a few guyz in my refrencez that have split plaid jeanz so thatz where i got it 😋 plaid iz a very easy pattern to repeat
Bc i don't like posting non-art postz i raise to you, my leafy design :3