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I'm a dandylion, you're a four leaf clover

I'm a dandylion,
you're a four leaf clover

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Aggressive Butterfly *

posted February 4, 2018 at 10:01am UTC tagged with love, breakup, friendship, school, funny, famous, lyrics, blink182, sober, california, quote

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i want the world IN MY HANDS, I HATE THE BEACH, BUT I STAND, IN CALIFORNIA WITH MY TOES IN the sand, use the sleeves of my sweater, lets have an adventure. ♥
Aided by an Angel Chapter Fourteen;Part One Miracle's POV: - Three Days Later ; Los Angeles, CA - The drive to California is roughly fourty-five hours from Jersey, not including sleeping, eating, and other necessary stops along the way. I did not dare to drive; we wanted to arrive there within the year, remember? I'd get us lost inside of a paperbag if given the chance. I didn't want Parker to get tired though, so we stopped often. Not once did we spend a dime on a hotel room until we got into the city today. Why pay money for a nasty hotel room when the truck is heated? But since we didn't know how long we'd be here for. This year's season was a little different than what it usually was; all new judges were being picked and there was a lot of controversey on the matter. It also turned out, in our favor, that the final audtions were being held in L.A. this year. It was only Thursday and the auditions didn't start until Monday morning at nine a.m., meaning we should probably camp out over night by the studio. Great. "Here we are," I stopped behind Paker as he slid the door key into it's correct slot. "Home sweet, home?" We heard a click and then wiggled the door handle open. "Yeah, right." My luggage trailed behind me as I walked close to Parker. If my hands weren't both occupided, I probably would've held his hand. "Ooh, sofa." Simultaneously, we dropped our heavy things and darted off to the plush cushions calling our names from across the room. "Oh my gosh, this feels amazing!" As his head rolled back, neck cracking slightly, he drew out the syllables in his words. I saw the trip weighing in his eyes and making his facial expressions droop on his cheekbones. "Hey, why don't you go take a shower and then head off to bed, okay?" It was only one o'clock, but he really looked like he needed a full day of rest. I ran my fingers through his brown locks, letting them trail down to his cheek. My palm connected with his skin, giving him a wake-up smack and encouraging him to get going. "Yeah, you're right. I should," He stood up and stretched right in front of me; my eye level landing right at the band of his boxers that were now showing as his arms reached above his head. Oh my. Breathe. "See you in the morning, Mir." "Goodnight, Styles." I watched him exit the living room and listened for the water to begin running. Once it did, I tried to figure out what I was going to do for the rest of the night. I sat, legs crossed, on the sofa playing with Momma's dog tag that hung around my neck. I knew it was wrong to have taken it from her; it had no right being mine, anyway, since Niall wasn't my father and he's the one who had given it to her. But either way, I had it now and I somehow felt connected to Momma and Aaron back home. I was starting to get home sick and I had only been here for a few hours. I didn't just miss my family, though. I missed Zac and the girls too. God only knew how long I'd have with Darcy and Autumn before they went their seperate ways on their seperate paths and I left without saying goodbye. Some friend I am. And I felt even worse about Zac; he found out in a text message that I was leaving. 'Well when r u coming back? -Zac xx'
50 state stereotypes: Alabama: Our state bird is the NASCAR. Alaska: I can see seasonal depression from here. Arizona: Keeping indians in and mexicans out. Arkansas: Great scenery and brilliant people.. haha I'm sorry, we got Walmart? California: Gay, mexican, boob-job, computer hippies who really want to direct. Colorado: Snow!.. I mean cocaine, but we're also known for skiing. Connecticut: Great schools... because there's nothing else to do. Delaware: Come, we got low incorporation fees.. No, seriously, please come. Florida: The more north you go, the more south it gets. Georgia: Atlanta! We're kinda ashamed of the rest of it though... Hawaii: If you lived here, you'd be lazy, too. Idaho: Potatoes and Napoleon Dynamite. Go we're cool. Illinois: Look! A non-corrupt politician for once.. so far. Indiana: You have to drive through us to get somewhere better. Iowa: 56,000 square miles of dull. Kansas: White breds making wheat bread. Kentucky: Farming from the furure, text books from 1925. Louisiana: Thanks BP, like we didn't have enough problems. Maine: A wicked lotta moose aye? Maryland: Have Jeevs bring the lobster boat around. Massachusetts: Our chief export is obnoxious Pats fans. Michigan: Cereal makers, serial killers. Minnesota: Too nice not to elect a douchey governer. Mississippi: I'm gonna need a bigger bible belt. Missouri: Number one! In.. meth. Montana: Speed limits don't matter when you're drunk. Nebraska: Footballs, drawls, and overalls. Nevada: No laws no problem.. Cept all the murders... New Hampshire: Half hippie, half french, all upper-class. New Jersey: Guidos. Turnpikes. Leeching off New York. New Mexico: Like regular Mexico, but with more UFO's. New York: World's 14th biggest city, first biggest ego. North Carolina: First in flight, and lung cancer. North Dakota: Somehow even worse than South Dakota. Ohio: People care about us at election time. Oklahoma: 10 days tornado free! Oregon: Dreadlocks on caucasians. Pennsylvania: Even our Amish will fight you. Rhode Island: No seriously, we're a state. South Carolina: Still accepting confederate dollars. South Dakota: ... At least we're not North Dakota... Tennessee: Where white-people music comes from. Texas: Everything is bigger... Even our morons. Utah: Multiple lonely wives. Vermont: Gay marriages on maple syrup farms. Virginia: From center of civilization to hicksville in 20 minutes flat. Washington: Richer hippies than Oregon. West Virginia: Inbred love child of Virginia and DC. Wisconsin: It's too cold to be sober. Wyoming: We don't have any gay cowboys, alright?!... Okay maybe a few gay cowboys. (my state is Pennsylvania, and it's dead-on.)