glitteryme:

O M G SAULI!!!

glitteryme:

O M G SAULI!!!

Reblog if you’re a fangirl.

The notes

We could rule the world, destroy countries, build fantastic cities made of tecnologies, declare heterosexuality illegal, pilot every freaking show.

Me: Hey mom! Guess what!
Mom: If this is about Adam Lambert I swear I will kick you. I don't care who knows or sees. If the words Adam or Lambert or Trespassing or any related speech comes out of your mouth, I'm going to kick you.
Me: *Slowly backs away*Uhhh, just wanted to tell you how pretty you look? *Yelling from other room.* And only three more days 'til Trespassing!
Ten Things We Did (and Probably Shouldn’t Have) - A Fan Fiction - Chapter 7

(This story is written in an interactive style – where it puts you as the main character – this is my first attempt at this writing style so please be gentle)

—[Chapter List]—

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Oblivion

Adam’s Point Of View

I was starting to get irritated; Tommy and I had looked all over the Marina – looked everywhere except inside each individual boat, and we still couldn’t find her.

I sat down on a rock near the shore and put my head in my hands, running my fingers through my hair in frustration.

“Maybe we should just let this one go?” Tommy’s voice was soft – and I could tell by his tone that he really didn’t want to ‘let this one go’, but we were currently out of options.

I shook my head.

“That would seem to be the logical thing to do wouldn’t it? Just walk away – but something is telling me to stay… I can’t put my finger on it.” I trailed off.

“Yeah, me either.” Tommy added softly.

I turned my head to look at him more closely, eyes narrowed – a completely unfounded flair of jealousy welled up inside me at the thought of him and her having any sort of ‘connection’ with one another.

That feeling stayed with me for a moment – like a bad aftertaste before I could stomp it down enough that I felt better.

Without a word Tommy got up and started walking down to the water break that disappeared around a corner. Lost in my own thoughts I didn’t follow him.

I was racking my brain trying to think of where she could have gone, noting that she couldn’t have gone far – I could clearly see her car in the parking lot of the Saltair still.

“ADAM!” Tommy bellowed, almost as a reflex I got up and ran towards his voice – the way he said my name put chills down my spine.

I rounded the corner looking around for Tommy, not seeing him right away, finally I glanced down – he had her cradled in his lap – the amount of blood seeping from a wound on her right temple put pure fear in my bloodstream, she was pale in a shade that scared me.

Without even saying a word I maneuver down around the rocks and all but yanked her out of Tommy’s arms – he didn’t object as I hoisted her up in my arms and carefully made my way back up the rocks.

I didn’t hear him – but I knew instinctively that Tommy was walking right behind me.

I quickened my pace when I got to solid ground – we had to get her to the hospital. Cradling her head against my chest, not really giving a shit if I got blood on my shirt. I found myself having to bite back a sob – I felt an overwhelming surge of guilt – I may not have caused this directly, but I knew she wouldn’t be like this if I had just backed off.

I leaned down and kissed her cheek, whispering “I’m sorry.”

Your Point Of View

You woke up out of oblivion and almost wished you would be thrown back into it – not to put too fine a point on it - you felt like shit.

You didn’t want to move, or even open your eyes until you took stock of what was wrong with you. You knew that something hurt – shit, everything hurt. Judging by the sounds around you - you had to be in the hospital or something

Opening your eyes with care you squinted – trying to adjust to the odd change in light, you noticed there was an odd pressure that seemed even more out of place across your stomach.

You glanced down I see someone asleep next to you with their arms draped across your stomach and there head in placed on there other arm on the side of your hospital bed – that someone was clearly Adam Lambert – not daring to move, your eyes shifted upward and you saw Tommy, curled up in a chair asleep.

One thought ringed through your pain killer fogged mind… ‘Damnit!’

Went out with a guy…

I thought the guy liked me –it sure seemed like he liked me we held hands and kissed, at the end of the night he gave me a kiss and said he would call me tomorrow…

He didn’t call me at all and ignored my calls…

Luckily most of my friends are guys - they explained that chances are he’s trying to bait me into bad behavior (trying to get me to chase after him and be all needy and clingy)– when asked how to deal with this they told me the best way to get his attention is to ignore him completely… totally disappear on him for a few days.

Hmmm, ok, challenge accepted, but with my ferret mentality I fear I may forget about him in 2.5 days, his loss.

Guys accuse us girls of being misleading and playing games, seriously.

*not my gif’s

drunkeneskimos:

God, kids are so fucking smart! 
Then again, they eat dirt, so I guess it evens out…. 

drunkeneskimos:

God, kids are so fucking smart! 

Then again, they eat dirt, so I guess it evens out….