A Goonies Themed Birthday Party. Hands Down. With Marianas Trench’s Astoria On Full Loop. 

cammymonroe​:

Okay, truth be told a Goonies themed party sounds like it’d be fun. But at the same time, I think a lot of people would think I was having an 80′s/pirate fusion party.

If you think about it; it doesn’t actually sound that bad. In fact, it sounds trendsetting. And after all, aren’t you a trendsetter Ms. Monroe?

trying to do replies but i am constantly getting distracted by catching up with 90 day fiance.

i finished half of my drafts and i’ll finish the rest in the morning as i’m doing my makeup! i’m sleepy gorl. g’night pals!

roryalexishudson​:

“You think I’ve never tried to catch things in my mouth before? Please, give me a bit of the credit. I can catch it, I used to do it in school and people would place bets. I won so much money.” The French girl smirked, pulling her hair up into a high ponytail, arching her back in the oversized band t-shirt she was wearing with underwear as her pyjamas. Was anything that just came out of her mouth factual? It sure as hell was not but Laurel had no way of knowing that so it was a compelling thing to go along with. Licking her lips she snapped her teeth a couple of times with a wiggle of her eyebrows, playing up to the joke from the other. “I am amazing with my mouth, you have no idea.” With a quick wink she hit her palms against her thighs a couple of times. “Allons-y, I am ready!”

Rory talked so fast Laurel would consistently repeat what she said over and over in her head. She wondered what she was like before her life in Portland, and every day she aimed to learn more about her. “Your life stories sound like fever dreams. One time I fell on the sidewalk and landed above a sewage grate and saw something gleaming in the dark and saw that a diamond ring had fallen inside and I created a contraption with the supplies in my satchel to retrieve it. Pawned it and paid the next three months rent with that cash.” Laurel smirked at Rory’s statement. “Is there a French way of saying ‘That’s what she said’?” She licked her lips, gaze focused on her mouth. Laurel angled her elbow, fingers pinching the popcorn, and released her grip, watching it lob in the air.

liv-rivera​:

“I don’t even know how you managed to mutter out that statement without doing a ghostface impression,” Liv chuckled. LJ and Liv had become fast friends with her several trips to the record store, they were learning about music together. Liv was always welcome to a new tune, as long as it didn’t involve heavy metal and some dude screaming. If she wanted to hear screaming, it was going to be on a tv or movie screen because someone got stabbed. “Don’t ask? Hmp- something tells me your trying to locate people’s fears and what they are resilient to,” she smirked. “But like you don’t already know- I’m a Halloween a girl, Michael Myers roaming around wanting to gut people just because- but I’m also a Scream girl. Including the fourth one that people seem to hate for some reason, the third one can die though.”

Liv and Laurel bonded through their developing love of music and movies--but she would love to delve deeper into that friendship as those she thought she had connected with from her young adult age weren’t around during the most trying time in her life. She smiled at Liv’s answers--of course, she gave an indepth answer. “Follow-up question: who do you think would win in a boxing match? Michael Myers or Ghost-face: Stu-Macher?”

She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn’t boring.

Zelda Fitzgerald (via breakingbelljar)

rohoeman​:

“i have to admit– can’t sit through one long enough to know. however– there was this one movie a long time ago that i watched that was scary; called the notebook.” roman’s face was straight. “i thought that i had to propose to my girlfriend the next day because that was the expectation.”

at least he’s handsome, laurel told herself when she noticeably grimaced at roman’s response. “at least you didn’t follow through with it. take it from me that spontaneous decisions when it comes to marriage should be a no-go.”

closed: @rohoeman​ location: ape cave in portland, or

laurel remembered spending a day’s worth of her paycheck just to buy a sturdy and worthy hard hat with a light mount specifically reasoning that it would be absolutely necessary for hers and roman’s cave explorations. they had yet to find any buried treasure but it was more about the moment and experience than the actual discovery. “after all, isn’t what we discover about ourselves at the end what it’s really about?” she murmured to herself. she turned to the doctor with a smirk. “remember, wear your hard hat anywhere but your head.”