That One Summer After Hawaii. And All I Could See. was Orange.

Frank ocean's blonde Love can be irregular like the color blonde...

if you could define life by color, life before Him was kinda pale. the days were pretty and pink, but there was no warmth to give it vibrancy or nothing. every day was basically the same and exhaustingly boring. His arrival brought not only new colors and vibrancy, but meaning to the ones i'd already known. i loved it, the months where things were good between us felt like he showed me a new way of life that was totally different from everything. he left, snatching the color back from me. i don't know how i'll find anything like that ever again, so i suppose i'll try suppressing the memories. even if it means i fade to gray.

I wish he wasn't attracted to boys. I wish he was attracted to me. We have so much in common, the fact that we both like boys is one of them. It's hard being in love with your bestfriend especially since he's attracted to boys. He doesn't think I know but I can tell by the way he looks at my brother. I wish he would look at me the way he looks at my brother... Copyright © 2016 Msfanfictional June 30th,2016

You're the dealer and the stoner with the sweetest kiss I'll ever know.. A Frank Ocean story.