Love Begins
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@dorhar-blog
beautyguru-audreyz:
Awesome, thanks again. Hmm… I don’t know, he looks like a Gunner to me. But Rex, Bowie, Ringo or Tucker are cool names too.
Gunner sounds perfect to me. I’m naming him Gunner. You can’t see it but he says hi.
CATCH ME OUTSIDE
yourmomsamilf:
I promised someone I would try and stop being a fuckboy. It probably won’t last much longer, I’m dying here. Bitch deserves it for towing my car.
What’s a “fuckboy”? Why does having sex make you one? She deserves much worse than losing her job...
beautyguru-audreyz:
Okay, great then. Thank you, makes me feel better knowing he’ll have a good home. Just sent you the address by IB and the vet I took him told me he thinks he’s a golden retriever, since he was abandoned, you’ll have to wait until he grwos up to be sure.
I picked him up this morning, he’s a sweet boy. He’ll be safe with me so you can rest easy. Can I ask one last thing? I’m really bad with names so can you name the little guy for me?
dariusrufus:
Look at you. How are you single? ARE you single? I assume since you’re on this dating website that’s really a marriage website. Shit! are you married? All the good ones are. You spoil me. Let’s do lunch sometime for real though.
You just made my life. Take that marriage law. Take that.
I got my match so I am sworn to her but I won’t tell her about this. It’ll be our dirty little secret. Are you married? I might have to fight your spouse for your hand. Please, let’s do lunch. Let’s do more than lunch. But lunch first.
Thank you, I’ve never felt this way before.
CATCH ME OUTSIDE
yourmomsamilf:
I’m on this no sex thing, its shit. Well, I was super pissed last night, but it looks like Levi has pulled it out the bag. Gia finally got what she deserved.
Why? Did you give up sex for some kind of late Lent that I’m just now hearing about? Ha. It’s dumb luck, but I guess it’ll shut some people up.
livroy:
“Yeah,” she winced at the sound of her own name, as if it were a curse to her own ears, “Olivia. Dorrian, right? I remember you.” She stared transfixed at all the bottles. “This is a lot,” she breathed, stepping out into the room. “Are you sure I can have whatever?” She bit her lip down, reaching out to a half empty bottle of tequila. “I’ll be gone soon but I….” she gulped, “Are you sure?”
He nodded, “Just drink it in here.” He reached out to pick the bottle of tequila that she grabbed, “Or...wait...” groggily, he pulled a small flask out of his coat, sloppily pouring the tequila into it. It spilled over but he was too drunk to care. “Take this, I got plenty.” He handed her the now full flask. “I’ll see you around, yeah?”
lua. liv & dorrian
Cold wind hit is face in one large wave. The sight of Olivia freezing and holding a toy sword would have been comical on any other day. “I knew it,” he breathed, stepping closer to her. “I knew it. Every since that party.” He sighed, shaking his head. “It takes one to know one, Liv. Why didn’t you trust me?” He reached down and pulled off his shoe, then his sock. It really was cold but he pointed to a mark in between his big toe and the next. “Only a couple of time,” he said, “I stopped after, moved to something that was less of a hassle.” He put back on his sock, then his shoe. It was a little less cold now. “I know.” he said again. “What was it for you? Are you okay now?” @livroy
Text: Oli-Oli-Oliviafree
Liv: Ew. I don't want to be married to you. I take it back, I take it all back
Liv: yeah that's me. I got a fake sword that comes with a Leonardo, the turtle from teenage mutant ninja turtles, Halloween costume. It was in the discount bin.
Liv: Come out and fight COWARD
Dorrian: I'm not fighting you so go home. It's cold outside and you're not properly dressed. I think there's a drug deal going on right behind you.
Dorrian: The middle finger? Very mature Olivia.
dariusrufus:
And you’re a charmer. I feel like we’re progressing so well. I totally agree with that. World would be a better place. How.Did.You.Know.? The way to my heart is tearaway pants? You must be an angel? Am I dead?
Never. What we have is special and I plan on keeping it that way.
Thank you. How funny, I was just thinking the same thing. I think I might be dead, because you’re like an angel and talking to you is heaven. I’ll get some tearaway shirts too, just for you.
You are officially the love of my life.
beautyguru-audreyz:
My place is nice and big enough for me, thank you very much. It’s just the stupid landlord rules. But let’s keep this a business transaction okay? I know you’re really good at that. It would be great if you adopted him, he’s a cutie. If you’re asure you’ll have the time for taking care of him, I can send you the Lady’s address and you can pick him up when it best suits you.
Ah, right. Of course. I do have the time to take care of him, I’ve been taking less hours at work recently. Please send me the lady’s address. Do you know what breed the dog is?
livroy:
“Now that’s just rude,” she pouted, running her hands along her arms nervously. “Really?” She beamed, desperation coating her words. She tried not to sound so happy about it, but she was. “Take me there,” she stepped closer to him, smile wide, “Please? I need it.” She said, gripping his sleeve now like a child. “I’ll pay you back if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“You’re calling me rude?” He blinked, trying to process it. He was too drunk to notice her odd movements, but not so drunk that he didn’t feel like something wasn’t a little off. “Okay,” he said anyway, leading her off through the party. “You’re Olivia, right? You fixed my computer before and gave me your number. I didn’t think you were so mean.” He smiled, opening a supply closet now filled with various bottles of booze. “Take what you like but drink it in here.”
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So, I spend four days with blue balls only to get fucked by Gia and this damn law? Who the fuck caused this shit? I want names. You’ve fucked up big time and I’m pissed.
Why are your balls blue? I believe a man named Levi tried to report Gia, but it’s not his fault the government is useless.
beautyguru-audreyz:
Hi peeps! I found this little guy the other day, along with his sister and two kittens. His sister and one of the kitten were already adopted by the wonderful Alex and Levi, but this boy is living in a transitional home at the moment. The lady who took him and the second kitten in told she can adopt the cat but since she lives in a small apartment she can’t keep the pup. Anyone would like to adop him? He needs a home and love. I so wanted to keep him myself but pets are not allowed in my building (I’m still crying because I really wanted him but I can’t afford another place for the moment). Are you really going to say no to that face?
He’s adorable, I like that he’s murdering that flower and knows it. I can adopt him, my apartment is big enough and Stephen King is good with dogs. You should really move into a better building, Audrey.
CALL 📲 DORRIAN
AUDREY: *whisper voice* Just... *stop. Soft breathings*
Dorrian: I'm...I'm going to hang up on you okay? Please drink some water before sleeping, coconut water if you have that. And take more in the morning.... goodnight, Audrey. I'm sorry I hurt you. [hangs up after a pause]
there is a light. caitlin & dorrian
artsy-caitlin-bestie:
“At the moment”, Cailtin muttered as she grimaced again. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. How was that the only smart thing to say to him right now? It’s sunday, that’s what it was! Normally on her days off she would be sleeping in late till at least midafternoon. Sure she’d waste most of her day but her bed was quite comftorable. When he brought up what kind of house he would look for with a studio for her she was touched. She had always wanted to have a room specially set up for her work, right now her kitchen was the only room that had enough room for her items. “That sounds really nice. Thank you”, she said truthfully and with a smile tugging at the corner of her lips". The smile went away for a moment when Audrey was brought up again, but this was something that they needed to discuss and not move to the side. “Yes, I think that hearing it from her best friend would be the best idea”. Was it was going to be easy? No. She was sure there was going to be a lot of screaming, crying, and harsh words. It is going to be one of the worst days of her life. She is going to need her friend for the days that are to come. Flipping the pancake over again she nodded her head to his question. “I am, an art teacher at the local middle and sometimes over at the high school. It’s great”. At the mention of her pancakes the smile cracked even more on her face as well as a light laugh escaping them. “Well I’ve had lots of time to perfecting my pancakes. You should be here the times that I make them into certain designs”. Sliding the pancake onto the plate she poured the rest of the batter onto the skillet, turning towards him. “How is your buisness doing”?
He smiled and nodded, he had a feeling she wasn’t getting the whole story but he wasn’t about to press Caitlin for it now. “I might look into renting a separate studio space, out of our house. You know how New York real estate can be,” he laughed bitterly, “I’ll make sure it’s not too far, and I can get you a car if you don’t already have one. Least I can do.” She smiled again, feeling confident that that matter was now over and done. It felt like he was closing a deal with a client, not talking to a person as a person himself, and he was ready to move on the next matter of business. “Well, she’d be angry at me, not you. So I hope it won’t be too bad,” he grimaced at the thought, “I just can’t imagine her taking it well if it were me...” He sighed, picking at the collar of his shirt. He was wrinkling it, he knew, but that was the last thing he wanted to worry about now. “Do you like kids?” He asked, “I imagine you might if you teach kids so...young.” He clenched his jaw, shaking his head. “I’d love that, honestly. Can you make a cat?” He smiled, “Well. As it always is. I know you’re not interested in hearing about it.”
masonbellamy:
Food, mate. Food. Do you eat anything special on Thanksgiving?
Not exactly. I never celebrated it as a child because my father said it was a fake holiday, like Valentine’s Day. I guess I never saw the point in celebrating it after that. I think mashed potatoes with gravy is usually a staple?
