quinn really SCOFFED at the fight and skated by he’s my hero
10 things i hate about vernon
I hate you in the most adorable way possible because, in fact, i could probably never loathe you in this lifetime or any other.
1. wearing your heart on your sleeve has been mapped out as difficult, and i hate how you’re proving me wrong. your straightforward nature, when you mean what you say and your actions are braced with purpose— i hate how you make it seem easy.
2. in this society of black and white people i get jealous of how you’re seeing with color; how you respond calmly and without judgment, how you try to uplift and make this world better. even your smallest efforts will not be left unrecognized.
3. and with the talks of colors, i hate how you stopped wearing your colorful tie-dyed shirts. that visual of yours is more than enough to turn a few heads back but i can picture you walking into a room and people focus their eyes on your brilliance, like the diamond that you are, shining splendidly.
4. That laugh— gummy cheeks, smiley eyes, and sometimes your nose even flaring. the way you express with your whole face how ecstatic you feel; i hate that. i hate how you make my insides flutter with the expressions that you make,
which leads to the fifth reason.
5. you never cared whether you looked too improper for the camera, you always smiled goofily and make expressions i could not fathom. and my thoughts lead exactly to this: how can one still look good with their meme face on? I hate to admit that, for not many has that privilege, not even myself.
6. aloof and easygoing as you might be, i hate that you are. there’s a mysterious charm you exude when you keep your words short and your expressions a minimum but I have always wanted to travel your mind— all its curves and crevices, raw and unfiltered.
7. but i can never do that, can i? seeing you beneath the surface— it’s outright impossible. you are the sun, shining from afar. I hate that it would burn me to come closer to you, and i would have to content myself by looking up at your form.
8. as the same way that you are the sun then it may as be that i am the moon, the moon that gets its shine from the morning star. I somehow hate it, that as much as the light is my source of strength, you are also my weakness.
9. are you even real? i hate how i can relate to your daily experiences of awkwardness and the mundane and yet your life seems to be set on a different universe, or maybe a much more appealing version of mine. like a coming-of-age movie.
10. i hate how you only boast of your members but never yourself; how you simply nod at every compliment thrown at you. that is why I never miss the chance to brag about you. I take pride in your medals and number ones and merely the fact of adoring your existence has made me a vaunter of me.
it has been a humbling experience to be able to love a person such as you, and as these words stay and never fade, i will my love to do the same.
pretty sure Calum believes Ashton is the funniest person ever and I think that’s beautiful
