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— “All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible. This, I did.” — T.E. Lawrence
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— “All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible. This, I did.” — T.E. Lawrence
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— “All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible. This, I did.” — T.E. Lawrence
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@atreasurethief
The worst thing is that they aren’t even nightmares they’re memories.
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[text]: Just admit it... you missed me.
send my muse one of the following to see how they react:@atreasurethief
[text] always, sweetheart[text] whenever you’re gone my heart aches for you[text] near far wherever you are
[text] I’ll never let go Nate [text] I’ll never let go [text] I have to care, you still have my car keys
[text] that’s right, sweetheart, love me [text] don’t you forget it if you ever want it back
“And if worst come to worst, we could just offer you as a sacrifice!” A joke, she was saying a joke. Maybe.
‘’You’re hilarious. I’m so glad that we’ve decided to do this one together.’’ Hence his clear and obvious excitement.
“Carry on the way you’re going and you’re gonna end up in prison.”
Crime themed starter sentences
‘’I’ve been doing this for a long time now. I’ll be fine, it won’t stop me.’’
Elle clung to him, as if this were the last time they would kiss. She knew in the back of her mind it wasn’t, but she never wanted him to leave for a job without a goodbye kiss. As much as he had tried to reassure her, she would always worry until he came back safe and sound. She runs her fingers through his hair, deepening the kiss.
A groan left his lips at her touch, her fingers through his hair. As their kiss deepened, his hands rest at her waist, caressing and wrapping around her lower back. Nate starts to pull her closer and for a second, he is forgetting the very fact that he’s supposed to leave in just a few minutes. She wasn’t making this any easier for him.
“Uh…I haven’t won any Oscars lately, but… I’m told I’ve got a decent poker face. If that’s what you’re after.”
“Why?”
‘’That’s good.’’ It was exactly the answer that he was looking for. A knowing smirk spread across his face, and Nate sat down across from him, placing the artifact on the table. ‘’We’re gonna need that poker face of yours,’’
‘’ --- ‘cause you’re going to do this deal. Alone.’’
"What do you want for Christmas again?"
~CHRISTMAS~! RP Starters
‘’As long as there’s alcohol involved, I’m good with whatever. It’s just another holiday. St. Patrick’s Day, now that’s a whole lot more fun. For me.’’
“An’ here I was thinkin’ of gettin’ you somethin’ impressive, but alcohol is easier to manage. I didn’ realize you weren’ much of a Christmas person”, Alex sighed. “St. Patrick’s day, though; not one most people feel that excited for.”
‘’Christmas has never been my kind of holiday,’’ Nate sighed, flashing a small smile at the other. ‘’ — maybe it would’ve been different with a family growing up but you know, you play the hand you’re dealt with. It doesn’t do much for me. Wait, you were actually thinking of getting something for me?’’
[text]: Just admit it... you missed me.
send my muse one of the following to see how they react:@atreasurethief
[text] always, sweetheart[text] whenever you’re gone my heart aches for you[text] near far wherever you are
[text] … and here i thought you didn’t even care. [text] you will always be the rose to my jack. [text] forever, never let me go.
the morning after sentence starters
"Get out, get out, get out, get out!"
"This has to stop happening."
"This isn't just sex to me. "
"...We can just stay in bed a bit longer."
"We were angry, so we had angry sex."
"Do you remember anything from last night?"
"Why are you in my bed?"
"I'd offer you breakfast, but I think I'm too sore to move."
"So.. Was it good?"
"Is it awkward now?"
"Who topped?"
"I thought you'd be gone by the time I woke up..."
"I should go."
"This didn't mean anything."
"We shouldn't have done this..."
"Of course I'm freaking out! You're my friend!"
"I'm guessing this was a one time thing?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know how this goes. I'll grab my clothes and get out of here."
"Good morning, hope you don't mind me borrowing your shirt.."
"I made you coffee, did you want some Aspirin?"
"This stays between us."
"Congratulations. You actually convinced me to sleep with you."
"Are you sneaking out on me?"
"So, how much for last night?"
"Holy shit! she's on her way over here right now, she/he CANNOT see you!"
"Don't answer it!"
"Do you have any idea how wrong this was?"
"We're cheaters. We're horrible people. Oh god my mother would be so ashamed of me right now."
"..Do you wanna do this again sometime, maybe?"
The season’s upon us, it’s that time of year Brandy and eggnog, there’s plenty of cheer There’s lights on the trees and there’s wreaths to be hung There’s mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung They call this Christmas where I’m from
get yo drank on
