I didn’t say you could sit there.
My apologies.

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@elsabrooks
I didn’t say you could sit there.
My apologies.
Oh, Beacon Hills. I’m not sure you’re keeping my attention…
There's a quick fix for that.
Well, that’s no fun. How will I ever get to know you?
Get creative.
I sometimes visit my family in a small town like that. It does get old fast.
Never really been to one.
It's shit that you have to put up with that.
I recommend it. People care too much about themselves to bother you.
My brain is very bad at making up it’s mind. Wait, I might be drunk but are you hitting on me?
Safe to say I'm not.
I’d prefer big cities over those small southern towns. You know, the ones that are stuck in a time warp. Still into the Confederation and all that.
I imagine that must get old quickly.
I like big cities because they offer anonymity. You can fade into a crowd and no one will care.
Listening to them is one thing. Believing them is another.
You've got a point. Maybe they're telling people to move to big cities.
Ha. You’re funny. I guess that could be the case, but it’d be hard to prove. If I wake up tomorrow and you don’t exist, I’ll have some serious questions to ask myself.
Well, I hope for my sake that that your brain can't make up its mind.
Sadly, what they say and what it actually is are two different things.
Seems we should stop listening to "them." Whoever they are.
I swear to God there are too many things going on in this town. Aren’t small towns supposed to be boring?
So they say.
When The Sun Goes Down // Arctic Monkeys
I feel like I believe you because my drunk brain would probably make up a ryan gosling look alike.
You have a point. Altough, your brain could be trying to tell you something.
So, what’s brought you to Beacon Hills? Was there a shortage wherever you came from?
Sorry. Don't do backstory. It's not pretty.
Well fucking shit now I feel bad. No, wait. You said homeless, right? When was the last time you had something to eat? I can heat up some leftovers, or something.
I'm fine, okay? Just forget I said anything. I don't need you taking pity on me.
[mutters] Just couldn't keep my fucking mouth shut, could I?
And again she felt alone in the presence of her old antagonist, life.
Virginia Woolf, To the lighthouse (via bookaddictiion)