Latest Posts by pistachiophobia - Page 10
Isa: My love for you is like dirty socks.
Jake: You know what, I’m tired of these weird-.
Isa: It’s worth washing.
Jake: *tearing up* Okay.
ღ home of yvette may, author of sweet short stories filled with love
ೃ⁀➷ 20 something year old.
ೃ⁀➷ pumpkin spice mochas are my fav!
ೃ⁀➷ sometimes i post incorrect quotes or short stories!
ೃ⁀➷ overall i’m gonna post short stories every monday and thursday.
ೃ⁀➷ probably won’t post short stories until november (mainly because i have to complete my blog, edit chapters, and get everything set!)
ೃ⁀➷ until then, i will only post incorrect quotes.
rules + statements
-‘๑’- no smut
-‘๑’- no pregnancy
-‘๑’- no dilf
-‘๑’- no milf
-‘๑’- no nsfw
-‘๑’- no 18+ (trying to keep it safe here!)
・❥・ enjoy your stay, ask me questions!
・❥・(c’mon i know you wanna…)
Isa: I'd like to call you. Jake: What's your number? Isa: It's in the phone book. Jake: But I don't know your name. Isa: That's in the phone book too.
Jake: Why is there a dead guy on our porch? Kai: Isa punched him in the guts. Jake: WHY? Kai: Poor dude forgot the garlic knots.
Isa: That's it! Jake: What's it? Isa:I'm leaving! Goodbye! Jake:Bye! Jake:I said I'm leaving! You don't care about me? Jake:Oh I do, just not today.
Isa: Are pancakes just pan cakes? Jake:Excuse me? Isa:Think about it, what if we were doing it all wrong? Jake:This is why you need friends.
Isa: Can we have pancakes for dinner?
Jake: What, why?
Isa: Because I don’t want steak.
Jake: Just because you don’t want steak doesn’t mean that—.
Isa: *makes a sad face*
Jake: Never mind, have your stupid pancakes.
“I get goosebumps when I’m sad. I don’t know why, but when you left that day, I’ve had goosebumps ever since.”
Isa: What does a relationship feel like? Jake: Butterflies in your stomach and the thought of protecting someone you care about. Isa: Okay, then what? Jake: Cocoon them so they can't leave. Jake: Mutual relationships.
im fucking tired, ill do the rest tomorrow. also i have a new series coming up called Pancakes for Dinner so yeah. I think ill explain all that tomorrow
Isa: Number 15 says, "What defines being aesthetic?" Jake: Wearing a Y2K shirt that says "I'm a pretty bitch." Isa: Am I aesthetic? Jake: Can I rate you? Isa: Yes‐ Jake: 2/10. Next.
Isa: Jake, how long does it take until someone is sober again? Jake: Usually they have a hungover, why do you ask? *Kai screaming in the background holding a raccoon by the tail* Isa: No reason. No reason at all.
Kai: I hate my future self. I wish I was someone else. Jake: You are you. No one can take that away. Isa: Except maybe your mom.
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#don'tbesurprisedbecauseimgoingtobeusingoriginalnewcharactesinsteadofpersonaborcokayiloveuguyssm!!
i just realized im spilling my own incorrect quotes on here...
go ahead, rant it out. shout it out. write it down. you’re not alone.
really, you aren’t. but you wish. we all do. socialization is in us, it’s what drives us to reach our goals.
you’re not alone, just lonely.
running towards the sunset, fingers entwined, the golden sand squirming between her toes. as he waved, she felt a wave a relief wash over her. she didn’t believe in love at first sight, but once she lay eyes on him, she was infatuated. like finding the missing pieces of a hard puzzle, was love that easy?
what do you think when you see stars?
the feeling that everything will be okay. i see nirvana in the stars above. i feel the rain cascade down my cheekbones. my eyes flutter and see a faint rainbow etching across the cloudy, grey sky. a glimpse of you and i, our story written across the stars. constellations that reflect our personality, the very fabric of who we are and who we’re meant to be.
nirvana - a miracle I wish to see.