no silver linings,

❛ i didn't a s k for this. no one ASKS for this ; !! you're BORN into this you grow up OBLIVIOUS & SHELTERED & ONE day the evil realities of this place hit you SQUARE –-- BETWEEN the eyes like a perfectly aimed BULLET !

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if you were stuck spending the entire day with a person of your choice who would it be?

        ‘   mere, probably?? —- wouldn’t call it being stuck with if it’s my choice though, man. s’the whole point of choosing, right?? ’

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top 2 people & why

        ‘   really—-?? now you’re just grasping for straws here. i mean, if i had to pick, though. i’d say meredith & ezra. dunno why, i just. i feel less lonely when they’re around, y’know? less like i’m grasping at straws all the time.   ’

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top 5 favorite people?

         ‘   dude i don’t—- i don’t know five people.   ’

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fmk: logan, meredith, mia

          ‘   who th’fuck is logan? who th’fuck’s mia? look man,  i’m all for one night stands with nameless faces but i dunno who these people are?? based on names though, dunno. fuck mia?? sounds like a cute name. i’d marry mere, yeah. ‘cause at least she’d make money & keep me well fed. & i guess sorry to whoever logan is but it’s time to go??   ’

[anotherrpmemeblog]

My muse has just taken a Truth Potion, send “Spill it” plus a question and they will answer.

My muse cannot give half truths, partial truths or bend the truth. They will have to spit out everything then and there!

[bbyandie-blog]

“Oh, no. My mama wasn’t wrong. You got up, the seat was empty, therefore I sat down.” She nodded. “You feel sorry for the people who have to deal with me? Darlin’, you threw a fit over a seat. A seat that you claimed to be yours just because there was a coat on it. I feel sorry for people who have to deal with you all the time.”

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      ‘   right, alright. you stick with that. apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree & all that. wrong mother, wrong daughter. makes sense.   ’   empty?? man, some people sure had a fucked up perception of empty, seeing as there was a jacket on it & all.   ‘   so i ask you to scoot & you consider it a fit, yeah?? lucky for the both of us we don’t have to deal with the other. though i’d say out of the two of us i’ve got the better end of the deal.   ’   raising his brow at her when she lingered at the table, he took a quiet sip of his coffee before giving a mocking little wave off.   ‘   we’re done, yeah? you can get goin’ now. overstayed your welcome already, sweetheart.   ’

[clairesterling-blog]

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          it didn’t take a genius to know what followed his two words, even if he didn’t say them out loud. at his question, she grabbed the jacket off the chair, and let is rest over her shoulders. ‘   oh it’s great,  you know how to pick ‘em.  —-   look at us,   ’   leaning over the table slightly so she could reach the muffin, mere picked off a piece of the top ( because everyone knew that was the best part ) before leaning back and popping it into her mouth,  ‘   together at a reasonable hour, like real functioning adults.   ’

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           ‘   jackets, friends, oh yeah. i’m real good at choosing.   ’   & if his words sounded teasing, well. that was up to meredith to interpret.   ‘   s’almost like we made it big, mere—- 'least i did, seein’ as you managed that years ago, yeah??   ’   & he squinted down at the sight of her hands on his muffin, taking the best parts, which he DID in fact catch. the little sneak.

[ezrasplund-blog]

          “ well, i wouldn’t really know what you sound like when you’re pissed off because, being your favorite person and all, i have never had the experience. ” ( but it’s a pleasure he could go without. )  “ my ass is amazing, i’ll have you know. remind me to show it to you some time. ”

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         ‘   keep pushin’ it & you won’t be soon enough, ez.   ’   not really, no. but what the guy didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.   ‘   not that it was an invitation to pull your pants off in front of me, but i dunno, man. i’ve seen some nice asses & i wouldn’t say you put up that much of a fight in comparison.   ’

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     “aw, ari, don’t act like you don’t know your best friend.” her voice grew higher-pitch as if she were talking to a child, “you’d rather be looking at my magazine spreads-i know i know, i’ll get you your own copy though. you can keep it forever and ever-that way you’ll never have a bad day.”

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        ‘   oh no, now i know you can’t be talking about me. ‘cause us? best friends?? i’d like a refund please.   ’   rolling his eyes at her words, he knew at the point the easiest way to get it over with would be to play along.   ‘   oh yeah, you just saw right through me, tara. —- like i definitely don’t see enough of you as it is. i’ll cut ‘em up & carry around with me in my pockets.   ’

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       she felt a bit bad about taking his seat, she hadn’t even noticed his jacket. but then he told her to stay, which she felt guilty about doing. “no, no,” she said, glancing around for an open table but all she spotted was an open chair. “uhm, how about i grab that chair over there… and i’ll just take up half this table. is that alright?” 

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          & this really wasn`t what he had had in mind, but a table shared was better then one so he just gave an agreeable shrug.   ‘  sounds manageable, yeah.   ’   & it wasn’t that he meant to pry but—    ‘  there a reason you got an entire tree worth of papers spread out??   ’

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     “you act like seeing me is the worst part of your day-but let’s be honest,” she smirked, her arm resting on the table to prop up her head, “its the b e s t part of your life. glad to know i can put a smile on your face.”

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     ‘   i’m sorry, are you still talking to me?? do you even know me??   ’   his words were over the top incredulous as he mimicked her posture.    ‘   dunno about you but i’ve got plenty of things i’d rather be doing—- if i wanted to start my day off shitty, there were plenty of other ways i could’ve gone about it.   ’

[clairesterling-blog]

           she recognizes his voice immediately, letting him complain, before she turns around in the chair.  ‘   — oh, is that how it works ??   ’  there’s a smile threatening to appear on his face, slightly surprised that this got him that worked up.  ‘   i recognized your jacket, decided to sit because it’s fucking cold in here and i might use it.  ’  suddenly a sweet smile appears as she motions to the chair where her purse is sitting.  ‘   care to join me?  ’  

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      ‘   are you—-   ’  fucking serious, was what he had meant to say, but the last thing he had was the energy to convey enough passion for the way the words needed to be said, & so he took the offered seat. that was the only reason, obviously.   ‘   right, ‘course. & how’s the jacket treatin’ you, mere. warm enough for you??   ’   planting her purse into his own lap, he placed his coffee & muffin onto the table between them, ripping off a piece for himself before motioning for her to take some.

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                “ well that’s strange, ” ezra hummed, making himself comfortable by leaning back. “ i could’ve sworn that i heard the wild call of a douchebag ! i didn’t know they were native in this area. ” he tilted his head back, giving the man a grin. “ did you hear that pissed-off-ery, or was it just my imagination ? ”

[aristotlv-blog]

      ‘   might wanna get your ears checked if you think that’s what i sound like pissed off, man.   ’   & he wasn’t smiling, not really. just, minimally fond if he had to pick a word for it. just slightly, as he took the seat opposite.   ‘   if you put creases in my jacket with your ugly ass, you’re paying for the dry cleaning, ez.   ’

[bbyandie-blog]

“Mama always told me–move your feet, lose your seat. It’s not my fault you just so happen to move your feet as I was looking for a place to sit. “ Logan looked up at the male. “But since I was raised with manners, and I’m feeling nice today, I suppose I’ll move.” She stood up and straightened out her shirt before stepping out of the way for the male. “You’re welcome.”

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      ‘   sorry to break it to you, sweetheart, but your ‘ mama ‘ was wrong, & that’s somebody else’s seat.   ’   raising his brow at her attitude, ‘cause really, real high & mighty she was, it was with a small chuckle that he slid past her to take the seat.  ‘   man, if this is you being nice, i’m feelin’ sorry for the people who deal with you on the daily.   ’

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     tara looked at the man in front of her as if he had two heads-she couldn’t understand what the big deal was, “move your feet lose your seat.” she chimed with a pretentious smile. “you’ll get over it i’m sure.”

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      ‘   or i might develop some phobia for getting my chair stolen. s’that really what you want, tara? to mentally destabilize me for the rest of my life??   ’   his tone was deadpan as he rolled his eyes, settling down in the seat across from her as the next best thing.

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“Oh… I’m sorry - I… I didn’t notice it,” she said, quickly standing up from the seat. “I’m sorry.”

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          oh god, she was like twelve. he was fucking snapping at a twelve year old because he hadn’t had his coffee. & sure, it was like a universal rule to hate twelve year old’s but she had offered him his seat back & ?? god what was she even doing in a coffee shop?? did twelve year old’s even DRINK coffee??  ‘   nevermind, kid—- just, sit. sit down & drink your drink. d’you mind if i just finish my coffee with you & i’ll be outta your hair??   ’   this didn’t count as hitting on a kid did it??