drunken mess.

[vungreed]

1st photobook

[splattermemes-deactivated202007]

“Fuck” Sentence Starters

Angry

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“Fuck this.”

“Get the fuck out of here.”

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Fuck that!”

“I fucking hate him/her/them/you.”

“Fuck. FUCK. FUUUUCK!”

“Shut the fuck up.“

“Get your fucking act together.”

“Keep your shitty nose out of my fucking business.”

“Leave me alone, or I’ll fuck you up.”

“Get your fucking hands off of me!”

“Stay the fuck away from me.”

“Who stole my fucking shit?!”

“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?”

“You wanna fucking go, punk?”

“Get the fuck over it.”

“Where the fuck have you been?”

“What the fuck do you want from me?”

Sad

“Fuck life.” 

“No, I’m not fucking over it.”

“Why the fuck did he/she/they have to go and die?”

“What the fuck am I supposed to do now?”

“Why did things have to go so fucking wrong?”

“I’m gonna eat fifty fucking cartons of ice cream and then pass out and die like a warrior.”

“Try to fucking stop me from leaving my room. It’s not gonna happen.”

“The love of my life just decided that I was worth fucking nothing.”

“I fucking miss him/her/them.”

“Who the fuck cares?”

“All of this fucking shit was for nothing.”

“I fucked up my own life.”

“I can’t believe I did this fucking shit all over again.”

Insults

“Fuck you!”

“I fucked your mom last night.” 

“You’re a fucking asshole.”

“You just think you’re fucking hilarious, don’t you?” 

“Who the fuck died and made you king/queen/ruler?” 

“Go to fucking hell, you piece of shit!”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“Motherfucker!”

“Wow, that’s fucking small.”

“Get the fuck over yourself.”

Sexy

“Fuck me.”

“I don’t ‘make love’, I fuck.”

“I’d fuck you all night long.”

“You look like a fucking dog in heat.”

“You look so fucking hot right now.”

“Fuck–faster~”

“FUCK, I’m gonna come!”

“I’ll fuck you right here, right now.”

“Babe, fuck–not here.”

“You’re one cocky motherfucker. Let’s go back to my place.”

“I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk.”

“I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”

“F-fuck–please–~”

“I’d let you fuck me any day.”

“You better use a fucking condom.”

“Tell me what you want me to fucking do to you.”

“Do you want me to fuck you while everyone’s watching?”

“Fuck, it’s big.”

“Let’s make a fucking baby.”

Situations

“Give me a break. I’m in the fucking hospital.”

“How are YOU mad at ME when I’m the one who’s in FUCKING JAIL?”

“Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”

“I’m gonna need a fucking lawyer.”

“This is all YOUR fault, you dumb fuck.”

“It’s not MY fault we’re in fucking handcuffs.”

“Fuck, I’m so wasted.”

“What the fuck did we do last night?”

“Where the fuck am I?”

“Fuck. SHIT. There goes my car.”

“Wait–fuck. Isn’t that my house?”

“Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.”

“Why the fuck do you have gasoline?”

“Where the fuck did that baby come from?!”

“It’s not a party until someone almost fucking dies.”

“FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”

[spaacemusings]

                                                 don’t be afraid;

                                       you weren’t a monster in this life                                          just lonely, confused, broken                                        like all of us who pass this way

[kawaiinippon]

[kamiusings]

SHORT STORIES, my favorite kind of poetry ( meme ).

SIX WORDS .

❝ i heard you were doing good. ❞ ❝ you don’t grow your horns overnight. ❞ ❝ i promise, it gets better eventually. ❞ ❝ & we never talked after that. ❞ ❝ am i really, truly, that unlovable? ❞ ❝ don’t talk like you’re coming back. ❞ ❝ my most dangerous habit is trusting. ❞ ❝ we’re made of stars & stories. ❞ ❝ you didn’t have to do that. ❞ ❝ everything is poetry when you’re drunk. ❞ ❝ did i mean anything to you? ❞ ❝ real feelings don’t just go away. ❞ ❝ you came & changed the weather. ❞ ❝ when can you just be mine? ❞ ❝ there was no love, only lust. ❞ ❝ darling, stop wishing on dead stars. ❞ ❝ art is another form of screaming. ❞ ❝ silence is the most painful goodbye. ❞ ❝ what the fuck did you do? ❞ ❝ i’m drunk, dizzy & missing you. ❞ ❝ kiss me like you’re losing me. ❞ ❝ i don’t feel like smiling today. ❞ ❝ not all good people are innocent. ❞ ❝ we’re a disaster in the making. ❞ ❝ some things are better left unsaid. ❞ ❝ we really should’ve talked about it. ❞ ❝ i’m so glad i met you. ❞ ❝ i wish i knew you earlier. ❞ ❝ i fucked (pronoun/name) to our song. ❞ ❝ i dreamed of you this night. ❞

TEN WORDS .

❝ you saw the messed up parts of me, & stayed. ❞ ❝ all i’ve ever wanted was for someone to save me. ❞ ❝ since you left, i have no one to talk to. ❞ ❝ i apologize for the nights in which i cannot breathe. ❞ ❝ everytime i look at you, i want to kiss you. ❞ ❝ we said no strings attached but now we’re in knots. ❞ ❝ there’s a difference between missing someone & missing having someone. ❞ ❝ for which f are you drinking? fuck, forget, or fun? ❞ ❝ my biggest mistake was thinking i could live without (pronoun/name). ❞ ❝ whenever (name/pronoun) rose to kiss me, i fell even more. ❞ ❝ i wish that ‘goodnight’ was followed by ‘i love you’. ❞ ❝ let’s smoke a pack of mentholds & talk about love. ❞ ❝ your deep, sleepy voice makes me feel like i’m okay. ❞ ❝ i read both of our horoscopes looking for an answer ❞ ❝ reality is the absolute last place i want to be. ❞ ❝ i didn’t expect that drunk kiss could mean this much. ❞ ❝ all i need is a late night drive with you. ❞ ❝ feeling pain is nowhere near as terrifying as feeling nothing. ❞ ❝ your eyes are the color of summer fading into autumn. ❞ ❝ you are the warmest home i will ever, ever find. ❞ ❝ the world is less scary when i am with you. ❞ ❝ i still can’t tell which of us was the victim. ❞ ❝ i just need an excuse to hang out with you. ❞ ❝ your expectations for me have been set way too high. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to feel this way about anyone else. ❞

[ofheartlessness]

                                          don’t make a deal with the devil they say.                                           but when the world gives you nothing,                                            the devil is the only one who is there.

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[ofheartlessness]

yuto.

“That’s going to bruise.” 

“Fuck.” The man mumbled, grimacing under her touch. 

Not so long after they entered that office room they weren’t supposed to be in, Nakajima happened to bump his cheekbone against the corner of an open closet. Cursing and violently slamming it in annoyance, he then asked Kazariah to touch and see if it was alright. Injuring his whole body through sports or fights was alright to the heir but whenever it came to his face, Nakajima was conscious enough, knowing that giving speeches or attending important meetings with a black eye was bad for his reputation.

“If anyone asks about that, let’s say I got into a fight instead. Less lame than a damn furniture.” 

His attention then shifted to the side, scanning the empty and silent room around them. They weren’t supposed to be here as it was one of their acquaintances private office, Adachi Shuntaro. The boy was the heir of a company Nakajima Industries were supposed to be in good terms with. The said Adachi son invited people over, for one of these parties that weren’t completely trashy but still filled with everything to snort, smoke and drink. Kazariah’s help was precious there as she was the one who managed to steal the key for Nakajima. 

“Alright, we must hurry or else they’re going to notice we’re both missing.” The man said, looking down at her, a sly line drawn on his lips. “They’ll probably say we’re fucking but still, let’s not take a risk to appear more suspicious than we already are.” He spoke on his usual deep tone, taking a few steps towards the wide desk. Of course they didn’t turn the lights on and only could rely on their phones or well, the moon. “We’re looking for a folder. I know him enough to state it’s going to be a common looking one, nothing striking about it. But inside, we’re supposed to find details about how he’s planning on buying ATech & Co with some shitty offer he made two weeks ago. We were supposed to buy A Tech, the deal was on the table for a long time but that dick of Adachi is doing way too many operations behind everyone’s back, I suspect him to blackmail them in order to steal them from me. ” The man spoke now standing close to the desk, opening the first drawers. The only reason why Nakajima didn’t request his personal investigators to discreetly dig the problem was that he didn’t want his father to know. He wanted to fix the situation, close that deal and get the billions he would be able to win in the future thanks to that. “We don’t need to steal anything. Let’s just take pictures. Once I know what’s up, I’m going to strike harder and put Adachi down his knees.”

Kazariah just let out a small snicker, walking off as she shook her head. “I’m pretty sure we’re meant to be stealthy right now, not ruining the furniture,” the bartender commented, looking around the room and at all the objects adorning the room that would be worth a hell of a lot of money. She could feel her old urges of thieving rising inside of her, but she suppressed herself to overlook it all as she heard the male’s excuse.

“Yeah, yeah. Now what are we even here for?” was all she responded with, used to the male’s narcissistic ways whenever it came to his face. 

Though her family personally wasn’t involved with the host’s family, she had been present to a lot of their parties, mainly to be the Nakajima heir’s arm trophy. Though they were known to attend the trashy parties, the duo did know how to be elegant when needed. And also as it was payback for having him as her own arm trophy for a party she was forced to attend, and as it was a glamorous party she couldn’t attend by herself.

But it was definitely a pain to get the key from Adachi. Though he was gullible and naive in the way of thinking he had scored her so easily, he was too clingy for his own good, not allowing her to have any movements. If they weren’t there for a special occassion or any specific reason, she probably would’ve thrown a punch the moment he touched her. But she had to restrain herself from giving the sleaze bag a broken bone for the sake of Yuto.

“Well be sure to mess my hair up to ensure they keep believing that then,” Kaz responded, her voice bland, being both mischievous and serious. Following the male’s lead, her sight returned to skimming the statues and art pieces around her. “You really can’t help yourself when it comes to insulting people you hate, can’t you?” she commented, opening up cabinets here and there in search for the sought after folder. But after hearing the comment about stealing, she just sent a glare at the male, muttering a ‘Killjoy’ under her breath. 

It was fun too her. The thrill of seeking under cover, with the possibility of being a caught. Of course she also found it a nuisance from time to time, but all in all it brought a sense of adrenaline into her life. 

But she seemed to have no luck in finding the folder in any of the areas that she had searched, just finding paperwork that had nothing really to do with A Tech. 

“If he’s a simpleton like you make him seem to be, I’m guessing he’s got it in his drawers not even bothering to hide it.”

[phyliss]

[ofheartlessness]

alrightie, kaz is somewhat back. but that means gonna revamp. i am tweaking her about, but it will basically remain the same. may possibly have a face claim change, but we will see.