bohemianlillie
Scottish
18 yrs old, criminal investigations major and aiming for either cia or fbi babyyyy! late night conspiracy theories, fictional worlds and being super adorable oh also being a rad as fuck vegan who spouts poems that make no sense and probably are terrible / / sugar baby & in the dd/lg md/lg cg/lg community
there's seven steps to the making and drinking hot cocoa process.
prepping: grab the mug, make sure you use tap water, grab the hot chocolate and spoon and begin the process down below
step one: pour the tap water into your mug, nearing to the top of the mug and place it in the microwave
STEP ONE: you're scrolling on facebook and you see the most handsome man you've ever seen and you automatically hit the friend button and start messaging him. he responds back, almost as quickly.
step two: press the general two minutes into your microwave and "patiently" wait for your hot chocolate
STEP TWO: you've been talking to her for a good month online now, you both mutually decide to meet up and instantaneously become very close. you start dating him.
step three: take out the flaming hot mug of water and proceed to put it on the counter. grabbing the spoon, put two to four spoonfuls of hot chocolate mix into the mug. begin to stir until there are not any "chocolate dust bunnies" floating around, dissolved.
STEP THREE: a month into the relationship, you're both very much in love. you've had your fourth kiss recently-but who's counting?
step four: immediately go to a comfy spot near you, pull up YouTube and watch people sexually assault women on the street and pass it off as a prank. as you are giggling along, take a sip of your dri-gasp! ouch, that really hurt.
STEP FOUR: three months in. he takes your virginity. it really hurt. you weren't ready but you didn't want to disappoint him.
step five: continue slowly drinking your hot chocolate, it's good to savor it. you notice it starts to get cold. you swish it around in your mouth and let it rest for a minute... it doesn't taste like hot chocolate anymore. it's cold, bitter and the mix from the bottom is floating around giving it the taste of dirt.
STEP FIVE: five months in. he started hitting you two weeks and three days ago. you said you wanted to stop having *** so often because it hurt and you weren't having a good time anymore. he said, "you're asking for it, looking so **** hot all of the time" and proceeds to force himself on you for the first time.
step six: you decide, **** this, im done with my hot chocolate and begin to wash it out in your sink.
STEP SIX: seven months in. you break up with him, he tells you he's sorry and you get back together with him. this has been a reoccurring pattern for a month now. but this time, you're done, for good. and turns out, you are.
step seven: you finish off cleaning the mug and spoon that was used to mix the powder and the weight on your shoulders is free. no more ****** cold hot chocolate for you.
STEP SEVEN: you are free, out of a treacherous relationship. "you were too good for him" your friends tell you, "he's disgusting and wasn't even that attractive". you feel unwanted, until one day you see someone staring at you while you're walking into a coffee shop. you begin to get creeped out after an hour and go to talk to him. you exchange numbers with this older man.
step one on: the process of making and drinking apple cider.
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 7:42 PM UTC
yes, i need fries
and a guy
but mostly fries
like i need my child to not have hazel eyes
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC
we used to be the best of friends
but one day,
things changed
him & i used to like each other
he said he loved me,
but one day,
things changed
we ended our friendship over the fact that
someone read my journal at your house,
and you were so mean,
and that day,
things changed
you never asked me to date you
it was more like,
"lets just toy with her emotionally and
use her as i please physically"
and that day in November,
things changed
the both of you, obviously,
must have just been so brokenhearted without me,
right?
that's why you two started going out,
right after we stopped being best friends,
right?
or was this just planned out all along?
remember when he did something disgusting to me,
and i went back to your house crying,
and you bad-mouthed him for me?
what changed?
things, apparently.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
The itsy bitsy razor
crawled up her thighs last night
down came the blade and sliced, and sliced, and sliced
out came the blood and
drowned her demons dead
and the itsty bitzy razor
latched inside her head
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 1:16 PM UTC
Hot apple cider caused the stinging tongue pain on Christmas day
My mouth exhales, hoping to stop it
It doesn’t stop
But it was nothing
Nothing compared to what they did to me
Exhaling, pretending I was blowing them out of my life
The pain was infinite
lottie
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 11:24 AM UTC
are you ready for
a perfect score
cause once you're mine
there's no going back
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 10:58 AM UTC
Sweet sweet pumkin pie
The taste of it is divine
I'd eat it all day
Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
Another
You say I don't know I'm beautiful,
But it's you.
You don't know.
And you'll never know.
In your eyes,
I'm just another one.
In my eyes,
You're just the only one.
I notice the little things,
But don't we all?
Notice me!
And it's so hard to explain.
Because I love you.
Truly, Madly, Deeply falling.
And I'd like to think I'm special,
Different.
Like I'll walk by,
And you'll follow.
And you won't.
But I love you.
In your eyes,
I'm just another fangirl.
In my eyes,
You're my everything.
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 2:20 PM UTC