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21! Left but im back now baby

[howhighisthewater]

I remember growing up thinking everyone was insane for telling me my male best friend was inlove with me, found these texts from highschool tdy hahaha

[howhighisthewater]

Every time he leaves for the weekend im like a depressed divorced dad

[sonandheirofnothinginparticular]

[howhighisthewater]

You can take the girl out of the party but never the party out of the girl

[howhighisthewater]

You can take the girl out of the party but never the party out of the girl

[dilf-in-peril]

I understand some of you are 19 but that is not an old man, he's 32.

[anneofgreengabagool]

a thing they don't tell you about turning 40 is that you'll be reading a book about a Hot Old Man and then the author says he's like 36 or 37 :((

if you're gonna call him old, i need him to have: greying (or fully grey/white) hair. a dick that doesn't work a lot. a dick that has one orgasm per encounter. a back that goes out because they swatted at a wasp wrong. a back that needs to be in like, sniper position in order to eat pussy if that's his pref. pre-retirement info saved on his computer.

[luckdovica]

But like whst can you even do if your government name given to you by your parents is fucking RUSTIN. like what is there even to be done that guy was always going to be like that

[howhighisthewater]

Slowly i am becoming the men i am attracted to

[stephenkinge]

Matthew McConaughey is sooo annoying but that’s okay because he gave us Rust Cohle <3

[howhighisthewater]

Little something I've started writing

Deep Alaska (2005)

Rustin had gone through plenty of shitty gigs on his road trip of self pity and guilt, really he would take anything that would pay him under the table. Funny thing getting cagey about leaving a paper trail on your way home. Maybe if if it cant be proved on paper it wasn't real.

This job though sat behind the counter in a corner store in some broke down Alaskan shit hole gave him too much damn time to think. The owner didn't seem to mind the state of his pupils though, so he found it agreeable for now.

Pattern recognition had always been his strong suit. Over the last few months of boredom and guilt his mind had been sent into a reeling overdrive looking for something to occupy his mind. Each patron a case to solve when bored enough.

The one currently casing the place for the fifth time this week, well he knows her routine well. Walk up and down the isles each one twice as if unsure of what shes here for. He knows she'll buy one of the .25 cent jerky sticks in the plastic jar up front but leave with an apple and a protein bar in her coat. Except that one time her brown puppy eyes looked particularly disagreeable and she also had taken a plastic fifth of whiskey. He just slides extra cash from his wallet in the till when she leaves and lets her think she has gotten away with her grand heist.

He knows a stray when he sees one. He knows not to get involved. Thats why hes never even so much as asked her name. His communication comes solely in unremarkable grunts and nods.

"My name is Molly" she tells him tonight.

He just stares at her a minute unsettled by the break in their routine. She can see a muscle in his jaw tense and then soften before getting a gruff "Okay"

"You just looked more fucked up than usual" which is funny coming from a scrawny thing like her.

He snorts and finally looks at her "Dont bite the hand that feeds you"

Its a look Rustin enjoys far too much. Cheeks pink eyes a little wide. He thinks her a terrible liar. The corner of his mouth twitch's.

Her mouth purses like she might defend herself "Sorry" . He nods at her once she slips a quarter on the counter and takes her jerky stick. Before leaving back out into the cold.

[howhighisthewater]

When it comes to the romance genre I honestly think i have better luck finding a well written intelligent work on A03 than published novels.

[howhighisthewater]

My last blog got scaryyyy but im back!!!