nightcall.

ACKER-MILLER, JON; EST. 1986

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even more fucking text memes!

symbols:

send ☀ for a good fucking morning text

send ✉ for a un fucking sent text

send ❤ for an i fucking love you text

send ☾ for a good fucking night text

send ✔ for yes of course you fucking can text

send ✕ for of course fucking not text

send ✂ for a fucking lying text

send ❝❞ for a long fucking winded text

send ♋ for a fucking sext

send ► for a fucking wrong person text

send ☢ for a fucking drunken text

actual texts:

txt - "where the fucking hell are you ?"

txt - "i'm going to fucking kill you."

txt - "you looked so fucking hot today."

txt - "why the fuck did you say that?"

txt - "you're a fucking asshole."

txt - "did you fuck him/her?"

txt - "fuck, i did a bad thing."

txt - "you fucking infuriate me."

txt - "seriously, what the actual fuck?"

txt - "did you actually fucking do that?"

txt - "are you fucking drunk right now?"

txt - "i want to fuck you."

txt - "fuck right off."

txt - "i'm fucking sorry."

txt - "i won't fucking apologise."

txt - "this is your fucking fault."

txt - "you're fucking beautiful."

txt - "you're fucking ugly."

txt - "i can't actually believe you fucking did that."

txt - "i fucking despise you."

txt - "fuck."

txt - "i'm in the fucking hospital."

txt - "why the fuck did you do that?"

txt - "i've been fucking arrested."

txt - "i've broken my fucking arm."

txt - "just fucking shut up already."

txt - "lets have fucking shower sex."

txt - "send me fucking pictures."

txt - "n0 of cours im nt fvbking drunk!!"

txt - "i want you fucking naked."

txt - "fuck, that wasnt meant for you."

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@solvms said: “ this is all a fucking disaster. ”

   “ — you gonna do something about it ? ”

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@ancleigh said: “and slowly… i was forgotten.”

   “ there could always be worse. ”

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@kcvins said: “have you lost your mind?”

     “ —i’m actually quite interested in why you think that way. ”

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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.”

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sadhika:

‘ i suppose we’ll go with that then. sounds pretty accurate. ‘

     “ i'll testify to that. ”

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not blind:

          ‘ don’t really see how that’d make anything easier. ’

     “ no need to haul water jugs about. ”

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not blind:

       ‘ GOOD POINT; –––––– drought ? fucking hate it. and you’d expect more from a california native, huh ? but at this point… i’d kill for a bottle of water. ’

     “ does it make our job easier ? ”

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not blind:

          ‘ –––––– that’s your idea of a more giving conversation ? ’

     “ if you want to be picky you lead the conversation. ”

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not blind:

        ‘ it’s the fuckin’ apocalypse, alright ? the last thing on my mind is some movie i saw fifteen years ago ! –– – but if you want to, then i guess… you know, it’s whatever. ’

     “ fine, did you hear about the drought ? ”

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odette:

          ‘ i don’t know, okay ! what do you WANT me to say ? ‘cause i don’t know if you’ve noticed but i don’t exactly have friends, jon. i don’t talk to other people unless i have to. so–– the freakin’ weather, rations… when i’m gonna beat them up for breathing too damn loudly. the options of a topic are fucking limited.  ’

     “ people like to talk about music, movies, news, rumours, politics, celebrities, anything. it doesn’t hurt to even say what you were thinking about the other day. i just don’t need to be reminded i’m blind one more fucking time. ”

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not blind:

         ‘ i don’t–––– look, only ‘cause there’s nothing else to talk about ! ’

     “ what else do you talk about with other people ?! ”

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not blind:

      ‘ do you want me to forget ? y’know, that… you’re blind ? ’

     “ no, but it’s all you ever talk to me about. ”

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not blind:

      ‘ you made it kind of hard to forget, actually. ’

     “ should i ditch the cane? would that help your cause? ”

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odette:

         ‘ that’s… SORRY. i’m really trying to, ya know–– you’re more than the blind trap guy ! i know that. ’

     “ glad you remembered. ”

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sadhika:

‘ is that an actual thing ? ‘

     “ if you want it to be. ”

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odette:

          ‘ yeah ! long time no se––– ’

     “ –– all the time no see, odette. ”