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Cold Starters
"Here, have my jacket"
"Do we have any more blankets?"
"I think I/you have frostbite"
"You're shivering"
"It's not that cold"
"Let's get a fire going"
"Just think warm thoughts"
"We're snowed in"
"Do you want to build a snowman?"
"Your lips are turning blue"
"I can't feel my feet"
"Make sure you bring a jacket"
"I'm so cold, I can't stop shivering"
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Song: If You Ever Did Believe Artist: Stevie Nicks Movie: Practical Magic
andhungry:
halloween pick-up line sentence starters.
taken from various places on the internet because who doesn’t wanna flirt with a ghost? no one, that’s who.
❝ I can’t find a costume for Halloween, so can I just go as your boyfriend? ❞
❝ You’re the most boo-tiful ghost I’ve seen all night! ❞
❝ You look so good, you’re making my crotch rise from the dead. ❞
❝ If I were a zombie, I’d eat you first. ❞
❝ You must be tired, because you’ve been running through my nightmares all night! ❞
❝ You must be a ghost, because you’ve been haunting my dreams. ❞
❝ Are you being a ghost for Halloween, or are you just my boo? ❞
❝ You are dead sexy. Literally. ❞
❝ That skeleton over there said he’d get your number for me, but he didn’t have the guts, so here I am. ❞
❝ Hello there, boo-tiful! ❞
❝ You wanna take a ride on my broomstick? ❞
❝ Mmm baby! You’re decomposing in ALL the right places! ❞
❝ You must love Halloween! You don’t need to change to dress up as an angel. ❞
❝ I hear this house is haunted, we better stick together. ❞
❝ What’s a nice ghoul like you doing in a crypt like this? ❞
❝ All these ghosts and I still don’t have a boo. ❞
❝ Want to find out what I turn into at midnight? ❞
❝ If you were a jack-o’-lantern, I’d totally light your candle. ❞
❝ I should have dressed up as a ghost tonight so I could let you under my sheets. ❞
❝ I don’t know what the trick is, but you certainly are a treat. ❞
❝ Your costume looks complicated. Need help taking it off? ❞
All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.
"Are you crazy?”
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Are you even listening to yourself?"
"Are you sure they won’t find out?”
"Are you sure this is legal?”
"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
"Are you threatening me?"
"Be mine."
"Do I know you?"
"Do you love me?"
"Do you remember this?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Don’t go."
"Don’t let me die"
"Don’t look at me like that."
"Don’t make me beg.”
"Don’t you dare come near me!"
"Don’t you dare."
"Explain yourself."
"For you, I would _____"
"Give it back."
"Give me another chance."
"Have you ever even done this before?"
"How drunk are you right now?"
"I already regret this."
"I am not wearing that.”
"I can’t believe you missed that."
"I can’t do this anymore."
"I can’t even look at you."
"I could kill you!"
"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."
"I didn’t do it.""
"I didn’t know you could do that."
"I don’t want to look at you right now.”
"I guess this is goodbye.”
"I hate you."
"I have to go."
"I just want to cuddle."
"I know your secret.”
"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”
"I love you."
"I miss you so very much."
"I missed you."
"I need a drink."
"I need a hug."
"I never really loved you."
"I owe you."
"I think I broke it."
"I think I’m falling in love with you. "
"I think I’m forgetting something."
"I think it’s broken.”
"I trust you."
"I want to be yours."
"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”
"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."
"I’ll be there in five minutes.” ”This is really inappropriate.”
"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”
"I’m bad for you.”
"I’m dying."
"I’m going to be sick."
"I’m not speaking to you anymore."
"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."
"I’ve never heard that one before."
"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”
"Is that my shirt?"
"It was me"
"It’s so beautiful.”
"It’s time to choose.”
"Just five more minutes."
"Just go."
"Just leave me alone."
"Just let me die."
"Just relax."
"Just what did we do last night?"
"Kiss me you idiot."
"Kiss me."
"Make me."
"Marry me?"
"My Parents don’t know"
"My parents know.""
"Never again."
"Nh, don’t be so rough!"
"No, that can’t be my baby."
"No! You can’t die on me now!"
"Put it away.”
"Put your trousers on!"
"Put. The. Weapon. Down."
"Shut up and listen."
"Take responsibility."
"That isn’t mine."
"That looked easier on TV."
"That sounds painful."
"That was a bad plan."
"That’s mine!”
"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."
"They’re coming.”
"This seems familiar."
"This stays between us."
"Truth hurts, don’t it?"
"Want to hear a secret?"
"We need to talk."
"We’re moving too fast.”
"Well that was unexpected."
"What are we doing here?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"What are you touching?"
"What are you?"
"What do you need?"
"What happened to you?"
"What have I done this time?"
"What if someone catches us?”
"What sort of noise was that?”
"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"
"What were you thinking?"
"Where are my clothes?"
"Where did you find this?"
"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”
"Where were you?"
"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”
"Why are you wearing that?"
"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
"You could have died!”
"You could have killed someone!"
"You coward."
"You don’t need to be so gentle.”
"You drive me crazy!"
"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”
"You lied to me!"
"You mean everything to me."
"You owe me."
"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"
"You’re all out of ____."
"You’re an idiot.”
"You’re bad for me.”
"You’re dead to me."
"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"
"You’re really good at this…”
"You’re so weird.""
"You’re under arrest."
Remnants of the counter and hanging lights spray like water from a sprinkler, coating the floor in small, diamond-edged traps. Clear splinters dig into his palms and prick through the knees of his work pants; whatever didn’t bite into the teens’ skin was left behind them in a splotchy trail of red-tipped shards. Michael could’ve just left, could’ve dodged these literal bullets– but here he is, backing into a convenience store aisle with a stranger he’s so stupidly interfered with, heads bobbing up and down like a buoy on a rough sea as they await the shotgun-toting clerk to circle into view.
The sight of her handgun filled him with hope (and the assumption that he’s now assisting in an armed robbery gone wrong), but as quick as that hope blossomed it was fucked all away by a shot. Something seems to nip the girl’s back, and she meets the linoleum; Michael knows they aren’t going anywhere fast now. Red points bloom through the scout’s clothes where the shrapnel teeth dug in and fear and sickness wash over Michael, stronger even than what he had felt in the car. Bravery dying, he squirms closer to her, converse squeaking against the tiles and glass clinging to his pant-legs. Michael twists to gather his own gun from his waistband but finds nothing there but skin beneath his belt; it’s instead stashed in the glovebox in his mailtruck. Fuck, it might as well be a thousand miles away.
“It’s a little late for that,” he half-growls in response. Even if he wanted to, he wouldn’t get two steps into the open before he was shot full of holes. All he can think is at least he’s going to be killed while in uniform, not having had to kill a single poor motherfucker with a overdrawn credit card. It’d pay his debts and it would spare his family home from being burned to timber bones… if Valor were truthful. It’s not an assumption he trusts, but can he really think too hard about it from this position?
Michael’s almost accepted his impending death when he sees the black matte shape of the glock sticking out from the bottom of the adjacent shelf. In truth, it’s the gold stamped print sparking under the flickering, broken florescent that catches his eye.Without hesitation, he throws himself for it and collects it up, eyes a wild cognac as he clicks off the safety and points the muzzle away.
The nose of the shotgun comes into view first, like the fin of a prowling shark over the waves, and Michael leans back. Glass gnaws at his tailbone, knees, bleeding palms as he estimates where the shooter’s head will be when it rounds the edge of the dingy white shelves… click–
and FIRES.
She watches as her debtor falls to the ground, blood spraying from his neck. When he finally hits the ground, she allows herself to react. Tears spring from her eyes as she lets a strangled cry tear from her throat. With one arm, she pushes herself up into a half, sitting position while the other one reaches for her back. She can feel warm blood ooze down her skin, and it makes her nauseous. Were she to look back at the dead body only inches from her, she might actually vomit.
Her focus shifts to the boy who helped her, but she can’t think of anything to say. Thanks for killing that guy that I was stealing from for the government, and also, sorry for almost getting you killed! didn’t seem to be appropriate enough. Also, she wan’t that fluent in the language. Some of that would have been lost in translation.
Instead, she scoots over to the shelving and uses her one arm to pull herself up to stand, all while trying not to faint from the pain. She walks around the isles the long way, as if to avoid the idea of the body on the ground. Benny finds herself back at the counter, back at her stupid red wagon and feels even more tears come to her eyes. How the hell was she going to do this? She might as well just put that gun to her own head, save everyone the time.
“ I’m a monster. ” -irregulartiies, from dustin. hi friendo
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“There’s no such things as monsters, I’m an expert.” She gives a sly smile as she absentmindedly moves to straighten the collar of his shirt. “It’s the humans that are the scariest things I’ve ever come across.”
Some angsty sentence starters.
“ I’m so sorry. ” “ Forgive me. ” “ You have to forgive yourself. ” “ You can’t fix this. ” “ I can’t fix this. ” “ I can’t forgive you. ” “ You shouldn’t forgive me. ” “ You’re a monster. ” “ I’m a monster. ” “ Did you think you could just wish it all away? ” “ How am I supposed to trust you now? ” “ You can’t trust me. ” “ You don’t understand. ” “ I don’t understand. ” “ I’m sick of you. ” “ Don’t hurt me. ”
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she must be a descendent of wolves; because her skin smells as though it is pure moonlight
He looks at the drink & listens to the voice urging him to drink it. Does he really trust it? Well, she wouldn’t go this far into helping him just to hurt him only seconds later … then again, people are weird. He’ll take the drink anyway, slowly lifting his head the slightest bit to get the drink down easily. Eli can’t force himself to finish the whole thing, but it definitely helped. Or maybe that was his healing finally kicking in. That takes too long to start helping, he’s decided. But he knows he’ll survive, & at least he’s starting to calm down a little. Still breathing heavily, bleeding a little, & shaking all over, Eli considers this baby steps.
“I — th-thank you …” He mumbles, coughing a little.
She gives him a nod and keeps working on the bandages. Benny can physically feel the dissipation of anxiety in the air, even if it isn’t as much as she hoped. Usually that amount of belladonna would knock a normal kid with his physique on their ass within minutes. Worriedly, she wonders if he could have built up a tolerance; then the question of HOW people usually build up a tolerance swirls through her brain. Really, she just hopes that nobody has been slowly poisoning this boy. Then again, the state he’s in... Benny looks up and gives him a warm smile, gently wiping the back of her hand over his forehead and down his cheek, trying to comfort him and not smear blood on his face at the same time.
“You’re alright now, friend. What’s your name?” Small talk helps calm people down, right? She’s gonna try to keep this up, just hoping that he doesn’t reply in words that she can’t translate. Now was not the time for a language barrier.
Even after all the pain and suffering, she still manages to wear sunshine in her eyes and kindness in her heart.
words-from-her-broken-soul (via wordsnquotes)
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“I’m sorry, but I don’t understand what you just said.”
Ask Memes ;; Sass Edition
You can’t fight me, you’re miniature.
Going to McDonalds for a salad is like going to a prostitute for a hug.
People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.
Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.
Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
I hope karma slaps you in the face before I do.
You know, it only takes four muscles to just extend your arm and bitchslap the twat.
Congratulations on being an awful bitch who’s completely oblivious to the fact that everyone hates you.
Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.
My business isn’t your business; so unless you’re my thong, don’t be up my arse.
I may look calm, but in my head I’ve killed you three times already.
I would retaliate against your snotty remark, but since you resemble a garden gnome, I’d say the joke is on you.
I thought I saw your face on my newsfeed but it turns out it was just a picture of a potato.
You want to walk out of my life, there’s the door. Hell, I’ll even hold it open for you.
I don’t do fashion, I am fashion.
Somewhere out there there is a tree, tirelessly producing oxygen so you can breath. I think you owe it an apology.
I’m only single because I’m too sassy for everyone.
Bitch please, have you seen me? I’m a princess.
I think, therefore I’m single.
Life’s too short to bullshit.
If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.
When in doubt, freak ‘em out.
I’d rather die my way than live yours.
Weather forecast for tonight: dark.
Two wrongs don’t make a right, but they make a good excuse.
I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.
Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.
Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.
I distrust camels, and anyone else who can go a week without a drink.
If you want a guarantee, buy a toaster.
