what is self control?
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what is self control?
[ hey buddies would anyone like this for a starter? ]
If your muse isn't just hunting for the D and V , please reblog
I’m sick of getting dropped or ignored by some blogs just because my muse isn’t jumping and crawling all over them. There are things called enemies/platonic or just friends or whatever… And i’m annoyed… So if you could just reblog this so that I can have a bit of reassurance about this… It’d be very appreciated.
" BUT HEY, YO, IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE ALL ABOUT THE D AND/OR THE V, that's a wonderful thing, and I salute you! Ain't nothin' wrong 'bout lookin' for some dirty greasy mindless lovin'! Sex's great boys 'n' girls, if ya're not into it that's 'ight but if that's what ya're all about that's fuckin' awesome. P.S. for all t'e single ladies out t'ere, my name's Diandra, I'm single 'n' ready t'a mingle, so if ya wanna write ya number down for me... "
UNCOMFORTABLE ANON TIME
Send in anons to make my muses extremely uncomfortable, anon or not! Make them flustered! Make them blush! Make them nervous!
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"…….I might have gotten a cake that looked like Ted Bundy’s face as a joke from this fuck of a public defender I know and I might’ve eaten it all in one night….Can you pop it please?! I cannot go to work with fucking Pompeii on my face!"
" ...T'a fuck, I ain't popin' yo zit, t'at's gross as hell! Get yo make-up kit 'n' cover it up, don't go 'round askin' the police t'a kill yo acne fo' you woman! "
⊰♡♔—;;⊱
she doesn’t want to be here . she’s scared and everyone is out of control , but her friends insisted and she didn’t want to be a downer .rhiannon stares at the PINK LEMONADE in front of her , as if looking away even a second will give some pervert the opportunity to slip her something . which , she supposes is true to an extent . the blonde is a bit startled by the woman’s voice , jumping a little . the eighteen year old blushes .
❛❛ i’m n-not drinking … i mean , not alcohol at least . this is lemonade . my friends are drinking over there . i’m only eighteen , & i’m the designated driver … i’d rather not get drunk and go to jail .❜❜ a NERVOUS GIGGLE.
The girl looks nervous. Diandra can't blame her. The place is a shit-hole. Her eyes shift to glance at the group of drinking youngsters, her eyebrow arching before she focuses back on the blonde. She is uncomfortable, not drunk and too pretty and clean to survive through the night without being groped or harassed by one of the sleazy bastards hanging around the bar. Dee herself gives the kid a once over. ❛❛ --Look, it ain't about drinkin' 'ight? Ya do whatever t'a fuck ya want, girl. But ya gotta get new friends, I mean...Who in their right mind wants t'a bring a young cute thing like you to a dump like this? ❜❜
You just checked me out //bae welcome back
" Tsk, I did, sorry honey, that’s jus’ wrong!We should probably just exchange numbersso I can get some previous warnin’ before ya go walkin’ into t’e same room as me. “
How often does that work?
" This one's fresh out t'e oven, baby, first time I'm usin' it. Did it work ? "
'Cause I feel like I'm the worst, so I always act like I'm the best.
You're flawless Dee
" I know right? "
there are three things, and three things only, that can lift the pain of mortality and ease the ravages of life. these are wine, women and songs.
Neil Gaiman: Anansi Boys
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❝ Alright before you say anythin'-- ❞ It's embarrassing. Dee feels as if this is all a horrible dream. And, as it is tradition whenever she gets nervous, her stomach growls and moves threatening to make the police officer barf. She won't. But Dee needs to close her mouth and swallow down the acid and bitter taste crawling up her throat. The woman holds up her free hand while her other one remains cuffed to the bed. Her shirt too far away to cover her torso, and her concerns too focused about the illegality of the whole situation to worry about her exposed breasts. ❝ She told me this was her place...So... Uh. Don't go callin' the police. 'Cause I'm not tryin' to rob ya. Or anythin'. Please help. ❞
I HATE THIS
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❛you watch your fuckin’ mou’f around me, you fucking dyke, or i’ll wipe the smirk off your face. i donnit before, i’ll do it again.❜
❝ Yeah, remember what happened before that? Had ya balls in my hand, shit-head, could have ripped 'em off but I didn't! The fuck's up with you? Ya're all red 'n' shit, I just asked ya a question, YEESH. ❞