“How much did you say the room was?”

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@femmesfacile-blog
“How much did you say the room was?”
YOU AND ME COULD WRITE A BAD ROMANCE.
And you’re wrong about Mrs Kennedy; she’s broken hearted. | Gone with the Wind
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Dreamiest dress
Greta Garbo and Elizabeth Young in Queen Christina, 1933.
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“eventually… you just move on.”
5 WORD PROMPTS ( accepting )
“ … Oh. How dreary. I don’t really want to think about things like that, much less talk about them. Would you like to have a drink with us? That might stop y — cheer you up, some. ”
“ I didn’t mind it, any. ”
L’homme plus vite que son ombre. / The man faster than his own shadow. .。.:*☆
“okay it was me… so?”
5 WORD PROMPTS ( accepting )
“ So ? So — ! S-so, it was ours and you took it ! ” she says tearfully. “ We might have given it to you, you know, if you’d only asked, ” She wipes at an unfallen, underdeveloped tear.
“ You’ve hurt our feelings. ”
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
@crawfcrd cont.
“Yes, we would.” They speak in gentle, harmonic unison, Lucie delicately caressing the back of his head to urge him nearer her. Pink, painted lips press to his, then his jaw. Patiently, Lottie strokes his cheek, hand drifting down, along his chest. “You’re a sweet boy, Ralphie, did you know?” she asks, now her turn to lean forward and pull his face close to hers. Unlike her sister, she lingers there, eyes fluttering halfway shut, her lips just touching his.
me writing: she did that sb: elaborate? me: that
brashgirl1996:
suck on a guys fingers and watch his soul leave his body