chilling !

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emmy. 27. they+them. peruvian - american. do not follow first unless given the url. super private blog, super lowkey. will probably eventually be deleted lol.

rules.

don't be a dick. triggering content present. everything will be tagged accordingly. horror, gore, violence, abuse. no sexual abuse will be present. pinned icon border by creationcolors. icon border by niixziee. psd by pinkinnards.

muses.

bruce wayne christian wolff lawrence oleander milo thompson, oc. nick dunne sienna shaw vincent

[fearmeter]

:D

[ohisms]

↪     𝑖𝑡'𝑠 ᵗʰᵉ 𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝑴𝑰𝑫𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 .   (  a  collection  of  sentence  starters  from  disney’s  2014  film  into the woods .   adjust  phrasing  as  necessary .)

the king is giving a festival !

i wish the walls were full of gold ,  i wish a lot of things .

sometimes i wonder what’s going on in that head of yours .

what are you doing ?  stop your pretending .

are you certain of your way ?

the way is clear ,  the light is good .

the woods are just trees ,  the trees are just wood .

are you really wearing that ?

it’s not what i wish ,  it’s what you wish .

i could’ve turned him into stone .  or a dog .  or a chair .

a small price to pay for what you stole from me .

well ,  that’s another story .  nevermind ,  anyway .

sorry ,  i’m still not mollified .

how could you do that ?

your father was no father ,  so why should you be ?

we’re starving ,  [ name ] !  don’t you understand that ?

we have to live ,  i don’t care how .

look what i found .  here ,  take this .

no ,  i can do this on my own .

it may be all in vain ,  you know .

i have no fear ,  nor no one should .

careful not to lose the way .

what’s your rush ?  you’re missing all the flowers .

look what you’re ignoring .

why do you think i asked you to do it in the first place ?

get me what i need  …  get me what i need !

you’d look pretty foolish .

i’d rather a wolf than you any day !

you shouldn’t be here ,  it’s not safe in these woods .

i was just trying to help .

we have one chance .  don’t you see that ?

i’m not sure i’m cut out to be a father .

if you can’t do this for yourself ,  can’t you at least do it for me ?

don’t you look lovely today ,  my dear ?

i brought your favorite .

i can’t believe i just did that .

wait a minute ,  i never thanked you .

i’m sorry .  i should’ve known better .

i had been so careful ,  i never had cared .

he made me feel excited ,  well  …  excited and scared .

they will not protect you the way they should .

nice is different than good .

isn’t it nice to know a lot  …  and a little bit not ?

oh ,  get your head out of the clouds !

i just need to catch  my breath .

aren’t you the lucky one ?

please don’t let them know that i’m here .

i’ve never lied to royalty before .

it’s not quite what i expected .

you’re free to do whatever pleases you .

steal what you can and run !

you’re back again ,  only different than before .

i never even reached home .

who cares ?  get it back .

get away from me with that ,  you fool .

i shouldn’t have yelled .

i will make things right ,  and we can carry on with our lives .

will you go ?  please .  go .

when the one thing you want  …  is the only thing out of your reach .

the woods can be a dangerous place .

i thought you were returning home !

do you mean you’re going to let me stay with you ?

perhaps it will take two of us to have this child .

i thought one was enough ,  it’s not true .  it takes two of us .

when the journey was tough ,  it took two of us .

at home i’d fear we’d stay the same forever .

what did i clearly say ?   what were you not to do ?

what have i been to you ?  what would you have me be ?

i embarrass you .  you are ashamed of me .

don’t you know what’s out there in the world ?

someone has to shield you from the world .  stay with me .

who out there could love you more than i ?

the world is dark and wild .

stay a child while you can be a child .

i gave you protection ,  and yet you disobeyed me .

where you’re going ,  no one will ever see you again .

whichever you pick ,  do it quick .

it’s fun to deceive when you know you can leave ,  but you have to be wary .

at home ,  they don’t care .  i’m better off there ,  where there’s nothing to choose so there’s nothing to lose .

wait ,  please !   i haven’t much time .

that makes no sense !

what is that you have in your hand ?!

i would recognize these beautiful eyes anywhere .

is that you ?  i’m blind ,  i can’t see .

you could’ve been killed !

i was just thinking of the greater good .

i don’t have the constitution .

as long as i can be no help ,  i’m going to hide .

i don’t know where they think they’re going .

this is who i truly am ,  my dear .

why did you run off ?

i will not come with you .

you leave me no choice .

i shouldn’t complain .

i’m not allowed to leave the palace unescorted .

if you’d like ,  you can come with me .

i shall not forget you ,  and how alive you’ve made me feel .

you’re hurting me !

stop ,  stop !  i said stop !

this is all my fault .

remorse will get you nowhere .

when you’re dead ,  you’re dead !

this is no time to be soft - hearted !

you’re responsible ,  you’re the one to blame .  it’s your fault !

you’re all liars and thieves .

you’ll just do what you do .

it doesn’t matter if we’re together or apart .

i’m sorry ,  i did a foolish thing .

i didn’t realize ,  i was being careless .  selfish .

you stole and got caught and did what you do !

i hated myself .  i ran away from my guilt and shame .

aren’t you making the same mistake ?

be better than me .

i knew you wouldn’t give up .

that doesn’t matter ,  now .

first ,  we’ll need a weapon .

i did not recognize you ,  what are you doing here ?

maybe i’m not your only love .

if you love me ,  why did you stray ?

i thought that if you were mine ,  i would never wish for more .

i was raised to be charming ,  not sincere .

i think you should go .

i’m glad you’re here to help me .

you are not alone .  no one is alone .

you’ll do nothing of the kind .

what he did was wrong .  he should be punished .

it’s not as easy as that .

who can say what’s true ?

believe me ,  no one is alone .

people make mistakes .  fathers ,  mothers ,  people make mistakes .

you decide what’s right .  you decide what’s good .

just remember ,  someone is on your side .  someone else is not .

i miss her ,  too .

how can i go about being a father when i had no father to show me ?

sometimes people leave you  …  do not let it grieve you ,  no one leaves for good .

things will be alright now .

[rpdepartment]

mundane headcanons

🌅 morning routine

at what time do they generally wake up?

do they tend to wake up early and take their time, or would they rather rush it?

how many alarms do they need to wake up?

are they a morning person?

bathroom first or breakfast first?

do they take a shower to wake up?

coffee, tea, milk or juice?

sweet or savoury breakfast?

what do they like to have for breakfast?

do they prepare their clothes before going to sleep, or do they prefer to improvize?

do they spend a lot of time dressing up, fixing their hair and/or putting on makeup?

🚿 personal hygiene

how often do they take a shower/bath?

shower or bath?

shower/bath in the morning, afternoon or evening?

do they use specific perfumes?

do they prefer their shampoos and soaps plain, or do they like to smell like something specific?

do they have specific shampoos, conditioners and body wash, or do they go with a 3-in-1?

what's their go-to flavor when it comes to toothpaste?

🍕 food breaks

do they have set times for their meals, or do they eat whenever they feel like it?

do they have a proper meals everyday, or do they tend to skip or get just a snack for lunch/dinner?

are they a home-cooking kind of person, or do they rather get takeouts?

if they eat at work/school, do they take time to prepare even just a sandwich at home before going out?

do they tend to have any make-ahead meals?

do they tend to have leftovers?

how often do they get fast food?

how often do they go to restaurants?

🧹 chores

are they the one doing most chores in the house?

which chore is the one they dread doing the most?

do they wash the dishes right after a meal, or do they leave them in the sink until it's impossible to ignore them?

do they have the dreaded "laundry chair" where they put dirty clothes on?

do they make their bed in the morning, or leave it undone until it's time to sleep?

🚗 transports

do they have a driving license, wether it's for a car or bikes?

do they have any other kind of driving licences ( planes, ships, buses... )

do they own a car?

do they own a bike?

are they the kind of person who think of their car as if it was their baby? perfectly clean, not a scratch, almost overly protective of it?

do they use public transports? if so, do they like using them?

do they like going on trains?

do they like going on boats or ships?

do they like going on airplanes?

📱 phone

what phone do they have?

do they use specific ringtones depending on who calls them, or do they use just one for everyone?

how often do they check their phone?

do they keep their phone's audio volume on, or do they prefer the vibration or? or do they rather have it silenced?

how many apps to they have on their phone, give or take?

do they have games on their phone?

what's their background and lock-screen?

💻 social media

are they registered to any social media?

how often do they log in?

how many followers do they have?

do they follow a lot of people?

how easy is it for them to block someone online?

what do they tend to post online ( art, videos, just starting fights online... )?

did they ever get in an online fight?

do you think they'd have callouts about them?

😴 sleeping routine

at what time do they tend to go to sleep?

do they take anything to help them sleep ( medicines, chamomilles, warm milk... )?

how much does it take for them to fall asleep?

are they a light or a heavy sleeper?

do they snore, talk and/or move a lot while sleeping?

do they dream often?

what kind of dreams to they tend to have?

do they prefer to be in complete darkness to fall asleep, or are they ok with a bit of light?

do they need the door or the windows open, or do they prefer them closed when they go to sleep?

what's their usual sleeping position?

where is their bed? with a side against the wall, in the middle of the room... ?

[fearmeter]

christian is bisexual, but he is so deeply afraid of + unused to the idea of romantic relationships (and sexual relationships are also. very different.) so while he's open to the idea of dating someone of any gender, he's only had experience with very short - lived relationships (as in, two or three dates at most), and has only happened to date women. (he doesn't quite know how to approach men, especially when he isn't sure of sexualities — but if he were approached, he'd be a little more amenable.) he's had sexual relationships before, really only in the scope of one - night stands — usually with him giving + being more than satisfied with that — but relationships, true, lasting relationships. despite how much he wants to be loved, and love someone — that's arguably even more important to him — it's just so hard for him to find that connection (especially when so many are offput by him, or worse, want to / think they can change him). it's why he genuinely doesn't have a relationship until he meets amy. any lucky for him, too, that she really is the perfect match for him. (one lady asked if he believed in love at first sight, and he laughed and called it childish + a fairytale notion. he still doesn't believe in love at first sight, but he really does believe something changed immediately when he met amy. not sure what. but something.)

[sanscest69]

I just realized that many many people have jobs

Rb with your job, wtf do you people do while offline???

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR TOUCH-STARVED MUSES *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

could you... do that again?

please come back.

hold me again.

i need to feel you close.

we could share the same bed.

could we try holding hands?

right there. just like that.

i want to know how it feels.

i like it when you're nearby.

if you could just... stay here for a while.

lean into me. it's okay.

i like your hugs.

i want you here.

please touch me.

your arms feel so safe.

stay close to me.

the bed feels so cold.

come into my arms.

let me hold you.

cling to me.

you can keep doing that.

you don't have to let go.

i feel safe when you're near me.

that feels so good.

that was... really nice.

i like it when you play with my fingers.

could you come a little closer?

you can play with my hair if you want.

you don't have to sit so far away.

would you sleep here with me?

you feel like home to me.

if you keep doing that, i can't promise i'll behave.

can i lay on you?

would you touch me again?

don't let go of me.

stay like this.

don't go.

ACTION PROMPTS

[ reach ] sender hesitantly reaches for receiver's hand, unsure if the action will be reciprocated

[ instinct ] sender takes receiver's hand on instinct in reaction to a startling sight or event, not even realizing they did it

[ cling ] sender wraps both of their arms around one of receiver's arms and clings

[ rest ] sender sits next to receiver and rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ doze ] sender falls asleep with their head on receiver's shoulder

[ play ] sender clings to receiver's hand and begins absentmindedly playing with their fingers

[ reassure ] sender reassures receiver by rubbing their arm up and down, hoping to ease their stress

[ heart ] sender guides receiver's hand to their heart

[ quiver ] sender and receiver's hands brush with slight contact, causing receiver to shiver on instinct

[ come back ] receiver took their hand away, so sender reaches for it a second time, taking it back and refusing to let go

[ first hug ] sender pulls receiver into their first hug

[ lasting ] sender and receiver's innocent hug lasts a little longer than they both expected

[ trace ] sender lightly traces the shape of sender's face, exploring every part of their complexion with tender fingertips

[ comb ] sender takes their time brushing receiver's hair

[ refuse ] when receiver insists they break their hug, sender refuses and only tightens their grip around them

[ cuddle ] sender moves closer to receiver as they sleep and snuggles down beside them, finding comfort in their presence

[ pull back ] sender pulls receiver back into bed with them

[ nuzzle ] sender nuzzles into receiver's cheek with their nose

[ cheek ] sender caresses receiver's cheek

[ nose ] sender lightly taps the tip of receiver's nose

[ lips ] sender caresses receiver's lips with their fingertip

[ chest ] sender smooths a hand over receiver's chest

[ legs ] sender starts to drag a hand back and forth over receiver's legs

[ inner thigh ] as sender caresses receiver's thigh, they gently slip their hand between receiver's legs

[ distance ] unable to touch or embrace receiver, sender self-soothes by wrapping their arms around themselves

[ pinky ] sender and receiver hold hands by their pinky fingers

[ smooth ] sender takes their time caressing over every part of receiver's body

[ blanket ] sender wraps a blanket around their body and receiver's body, hudding close together

[fearmeter]

@truthlie as charlie nelson , quit pretending you've got everything under control.

CHRISTIAN › " i don't pretend. " not in this sort of situation, anyway. sure, there's been long conversations about how he's, in a way, always pretending. (or nearly always) ... it's easier to blend in that way. god knows there's already enough attention on him as is — he's nearly six and a half feet tall, he's broad - shouldered. (he'd once had a woman tell him he had a "dark aura about [him]"; he doesn't know if that meant anything to anyone else, but it's stuck in the back of his mind in the years since ... could other people sense that "dark aura"?) he doesn't need to add anymore off-putting traits into the mix. masking works.

but where his work — any of the three paths — is concerned, he really does have everything under control. there are very, very few people that christian would consider a friend, let alone someone worth going all - out protecting. unfortunately charlie was included in that list. (didn't stop christian from questioning that placement time and again.) " i don't appreciate your insinuation that i do. " gaze is only leveled at charlie for a flicker, eyes narrowed, lips pressed into a frown. glasses are then slid off, the ground between them attracting his attention much more easily, before they're folded, and slipped into the pocket of his button - down. " are you just trying to be a problem? if so, you're succeeding. "

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CHRISTIAN › " i don't ... i wasn't sure how you prefer it. " a mug of black coffee is proffered to her, though the dinette table is nearly covered with items: milk, half - and - half, sugar packets — white, raw, and brown, pumpkin spice creamer (justine's favorite. he wouldn't touch the stuff), and sweet cream (braxton's doing, naturally). he only vaguely remembers dana's go - to was milk and sugar, but amy dunne is ... different.

when she emerges from the airstream's shower, christian has enough decency to avert his gaze, even if she is clothed. (in one of his t-shirts and boxers, no less. christ.) one hand brought up to his lips, just enough to blow air across the tips, to still a racing heart. be cool, chris. " just ... take whatever you want. "

@truthlie , surprise !

[victoriousfidelity]

"Come on, is this what you want?"

lyric starter for @fearmeter (Milo) Queen of Peace - Florence + the Machine

[fearmeter]

MILO › " it's not really a question of want, " he says, hesitantly. cuticle of one thumb is caught between teeth, gnawing anxiously. " i'm ... content with my life. that's what's important, right? "

[victoriousfidelity]

"If you've made up your mind to go, I won't beg you to stay."

lyric starter for @fearmeter (Bruce) It Doesn't Matter - Alison Krauss & Union Station

[fearmeter]

BRUCE › " well, i certainly appreciate the permission. " a smile plays on playboy's lips, gaze softer than he'd expected. bruce likes her : nicole has a sharp wit, and a bright outlook. he'd almost forgotten what the latter was like. he can't help but have fun with her. it's contagious. " you mean you aren't going to miss me? "

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@differentkinds as heather duke , please, nick - i want to come.

NICK › he's lost track of how long this has been going on for. he's sure he could look at his shitty little desk calendar, see all the little green x's crossing out the day instead of his usual black, figure it out. what's incredible to him is how it still feels so ... novel. she's gotten bolder, lately — today, especially, both of them, messy in their kissing, in their desperate groping. heather'd had her legs wrapped around his waist only moments after the door had been locked. the very calendar he'd been musing on, shoved unceremoniously off the side of the desk so he could sit her atop it.

she has one leg over his shoulder now, giving him easy access to her cunt — three fingers pistoning in and out, nick's positively savoring the sounds she makes, the muffled cries from behind her own hand. he'd batted her hand away, not satisfied with letting her get herself off. (he had some pride here, in the skill of his own mouth, his fingers.) he'd brought her to the brink once, twice already, but the pleading ... he'd be a filthy fucking liar if he didn't say hearing her beg went right to his cock.

a palm pressed to his still clothed groin, attempting some, any, kind of relief from the strain. (NICK ... he's gotten so used to the sweet voice calling him MR. DUNNE. she still pulls it out, at the start of these meetings, whenever she wants to tease him.) she's always so firmly in control ... it's nice to have that power, now. to be the one properly in charge. of her, of her pleasure, of whether she gets to come or not. it scratches that little itch in the back of his brain, the one that desperately needs someone to need him.

satisfied with his own attention — and aching to sink himself into her hot core, nick's other hand reaches up to rest on her mound. his thumb finds her clit, pressing in hard, before stroking. " you can, baby, you can do it, " he says, almost surprising himself with how husky his voice sounds. he turns his head slightly, just enough to press a kiss to her inner leg, to nip at the soft skin, maybe leave a little bruise. his movements pick up speed, then, as well, both the digits inside her, and his thumb against her clit. though he feels her clench around him, she's not quite there yet.

she's getting close, at least, and the pleading look on her face is beautiful. (jesus fuck, when's the last time he's felt this goddamned horny?) the sounds are obscene, the slick drag of his fingers, and her soft little puffs of breath, the little whimpers when he crooks his fingers just right. nick licks his lips, transfixed on the image of his fingers disappearing into her cunt again, again, again. how wet she is for him — and he looks up at her, slowing the ministrations on her clit, but not stopping just yet. " if i go back down, will you come for me? "

he isn't waiting for her response, instead gently pulling away from her so he can kneel back on the ground in front of her. just centimeters away from her pussy, mouth already watering at the thought of tasting her again, nick's lowering both thighs onto his shoulders. (having her wrapped around him — is there anything closer to heaven?) hazel eyes flit upwards, gentle, encouraging. hungry. " good girl, heather. let go. i've got you. "

[fearmeter]

thinking about sienna’s musician verse.

[fearmeter]

thinking very heavy about sie’s pop star verse (the music anyway) being very influenced by kt tunstall esp. that’s her vibe …

[fearmeter]

who should i bingo(s) for

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MILO › " you ... live here? " he's always been so good at following directions, that completely disregarding charlie's command to stay put, don't touch anything, outside, feels ... gross, honestly. but he feels safer when he can still see him. not that he doesn't trust charlie, more that he doesn't trust himself. FREEZING, FAWNING. those are his responses. he's never been someone who's able to stand up for himself ... not in any substantial way, anyway.

it's a concerted effort to not watch charlie changing, to not let his eyes linger on the lean frame, on the scars scattered across his skin. on the muscles that flex when he pulls a clean t-shirt over his head. (he does, however, catch the sweatshirts hung up in the little closet, and the stupid lizard part of his brain wants to take one, and wrap himself in it, like it's a safety blanket. he settles for letting his hand — the one that doesn't have a thumbnail caught between teeth — fall upon the sweatshirt left draped over the kitchen nook's seating.) whatever.

" is this a kidnapping? am i being kidnapped? "

@truthlie , surprise !

[fearmeter]

would anyone like a personalized ask ...

[stardustprompts]

bo burnham’s  inside   sentence starters 2.0 +  the inside outtakes change tenses/pronouns as needed !!  some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying tw :  mental health ,  depression , suicidal thoughts ,  nsfw ,  language

‘and so today I’m gonna try just getting up, sitting down, going back to work.’

‘might not help but still it couldn’t hurt.’

‘I’m sorry I was gone.’

‘what the fuck is going on?’

‘I wanna help to leave this world better than I found it.’

‘the world is so fucked up.’

‘I self - reflected and I wanna be an agent of change.’

‘maybe I should just shut the fuck up ….  I’m bored.’

‘should I be joking at a time like this?’

‘that’s the deepest talk we’ve ever had.’

‘it’s similar to a constant state of sleep paralysis.’

‘don’t you know that the world is built with blood! and genocide and exploitation…’

‘don’t burden me with the responsibility of educating you. it’s incredibly exhausting.’

‘this isn’t about you. so either get with it, or get out of the fucking way!’

‘I hope you learned your lesson.’

‘I can’t believe it. it’s been a decade since you’ve been gone.’

‘still figuring out how to keep living without you.’

‘it’s got a little better but it’s still hard.’

‘can any single person shut the fuck up about any single thing for an hour? is that possible?’

‘the coffee is free, just like me. I’m an unpaid intern.’

‘I’m being a little pretentious.’

‘it’s pretty unlikable that I … that I have this need, this desperate need, to be seen as, uh, intelligent.’

‘it’s a defense mechanism. I’m so worried that criticism will be levied against me that I levy it against myself before anyone else can.’

‘look at where you came from. look at you now.’

‘sexting. it isn’t sex, it’s the next best thing.’

‘we’ll talk dirty like we’re ancient egyptians.’

‘jesus fucking christ, I guess I never learn.’

‘I was a kid who was stuck in his room. there isn’t much more to say about it.’

‘there isn’t much more to say about it.’

‘when you’re a kid and you’re stuck in your room, you’ll do any old shit to get out of it.’

‘you went out to look for a reason to hide again.’

‘now come out with your hands up, we’ve got you surrounded.’

‘isn’t anybody going to hold me accountable?’

‘I tried to hide behind my childhood and that’s not okay. my actions are my own, I won’t explain them away.’

‘and I’m really fucking sorry.’

‘I turn thirty in less than a minute.’

‘I used to wake up with a smile, and go to bed at night with a dream. but now I’m turning thirty.’

‘oh fuck. how am I thirty?’

‘I used to make fun of the boomers. in retrospect, a bit too much.’

‘and now my stupid friends are having stupid children.’

‘I’ll be honest with you, didn’t love it.’

‘we shouldn’t be dead forever, yet. so let’s not, right?’

‘nevermind, I don’t wanna know.’

‘I thought it’d be over by now. but I got awhile to go.’

‘I’m holding the flashlight like a cop. why am I doing that?’

‘are you feeling what I’m feeling? I haven’t had a shower in the last nine days.’

‘staring at the ceiling and waiting for this feeling to go away. but it won’t go away.’

‘well, I feel like shit. feeling like a saggy , massive bag of shit.’

‘my current mental health is rapidly approaching, um. an ATL. which is, uh, an all time low. not … not atlanta.’

‘I feel okay when I’m asleep.’

‘could I interest you in everything all of the time?’

‘you know, it wasn’t always like this.’

‘and if we stick together, who knows what we’ll do.’

‘it was always the plan, to put the world in your hand.’

‘and that has made me completely freak out.’

‘one should only engage with the outside world as one engages with a coal mine. suit up, gather what is needed, and return to the surface.’

‘in honor of the revolution it’s half - off at the gap.’

‘there it is again. that funny feeling.’

‘hey, what can ya say? we were overdue.’

‘but it’ll be over soon, just wait.’

‘I am not … well.’

‘don’t be scared. don’t be shy. come on in, the water’s fine.’

‘pray for me.’

‘I got better.’

‘I’ve been hiding from the world and I need to reenter.’

‘you say the whole world’s ending, honey, it already did.’

‘you’re not going to slow it, heaven knows you tried.’

‘so this is how it ends.’

‘I’m slowly losing power.’

‘has it only been an hour? no, that can’t be right.’

‘am I going crazy? would I even know?’

‘oh shit. you’re really joking at a time like this?’

‘it’ll stop any day now.’

the inside outtakes 

‘am I dying? is this real? oh, right, it’s this again.’

‘is it gonna end? when?’ 

‘I’ll bother getting better when I bother getting dressed.’

‘I don’t know what’s happening.’

‘what the fuck is going on?’

‘I wanna be my dad in the 80′s.’

‘if I could be anybody dead or alive, I would want to be my dad in 1985.’

 ‘I just wanna feel good.’ 

‘can you teach me how to feel good?’

‘buy some jeans and find out why jeans are jeans.’

‘maybe i’ll feel better when I go to bed. maybe, but probably not.’

‘if your least favorite word is ‘moist’ and you tell people that … I hate you.’ 

‘my least favorite word, by the way, is ‘injustice’.’ 

‘just google it. you’re an adult, you can figure it out.’ 

‘you know me and I know you.’ 

‘you’re a psycho. and I don’t want to fight so let’s just drop this, it’s not a big deal.’ 

‘for the record, you own me a dumpling. I mean it, I won’t forget. you owe me a dumpling or a dumpling equivalent.’

‘um, no, fuck that.’ 

‘shit like this brings the movement down.’ 

‘everyone’s a feminist until there is a spider around.’ 

‘I’m trying to make microwave popcorn, in the microwave.’

‘that’s kind of a wide range…’

‘I burnt my fingie…’

‘shit, I burned it.’

‘how’d I miss this button? there’s a button and the button says ‘popcorn’ on the microwave.’

‘I often wish I could just start over.’ 

‘I ain’t afraid of no spider.’ 

‘show yourself! you motherfucker! show yourself!’ 

‘it’s very upsetting that the future is in front of now, do y’know what I mean? like that we have to keep living from now, onward.’ 

‘this isn’t a joke, so don’t joke about it.’ 

‘not ideal, but we’ll make it work.’ 

‘just a little update; time is still … passing.’ 

‘am I going crazy? maybe, maybe not.’