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@parapsychedarchive
yo
@bruisedpenny
btw
holy jesus dicking mother of christ i should have downloaded that export blog link while i had the chance now it just wont work
hiya i disappeared again bc of some major work things so i may slide into inactivity on here who knows who cares get at me for me disco because i know how to use that now
genuineviolence·:
‘ i love you, i guess, but i’m not doing the thing where i tell you you’re wrong, even though you sort of are - because that invalidates my whole point. like. you’re better than you think you are, but you still can’t fuck my dad. ’ it’s always good to set boundaries. she’s certainly learned that much from living with dion. ‘ i just want him to myself for awhile, okay? ’
GUILT PANGS AT HER. ah jeez. pash reaches across the table and plants her hand over houston’s, gives it a firm little shake that says that’s not what i was lookin’ for, but thank you. love you too. she removes it just as quick. “FAR BE IT FROM ME TO TAKE THAT AWAY FROM YOU,” and she means that. she really does. “nothing,” not even her stupid wandering eye, “is worth hurtin’ you over. you gotta know that by now.”
ill be sappy whenever i want. i dont give a shit. i love you. fuck off
Hannah Simone for Nordstrom’s Anniversary Sale 2018
“It’s past my bedtime.”
I DON’T SEE ANOTHER GODDAMN NARRATOR HERE / accepting
“nuh uh. SLEEP’S FOR CLOSERS.” pash is straddling dave, full bodied and wholeheartedly intent on pulling him WIDE THE HELL AWAKE. she delivers a little slap to each side of his face, soprano style, before launching into her best shock jock impression. “we’re comin’ right up on 3AM, THE D-D-D-D-DEVIL’S HOUR. time to wake your ass up and get to work!” she adds a little bounce to it, rocking herself up and down on top of him. no ulterior motive, just for effect. kinda. “this is a much better wake up call than opie and anthony. admit it.”
“Walk away, don’t think, just do it.” from max
I DON’T SEE ANOTHER GODDAMN NARRATOR HERE / accepting
THAT SIGH COMES FROM THE DEEPEST PART OF HER CHEST. oh max. jesus. sweetheart. “that you would even think i’m in any way capable of doing that– YOU GOT A BAD BAD HABIT OF OVERESTIMATING ME, BURTON.”
“Do you think I’m stupid?” from flynn
I DON’T SEE ANOTHER GODDAMN NARRATOR HERE / accepting
“your sister will beat the shit out of me if i answer that– TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE, let’s put it that way. you’re in good company. with me.”
caustis·:
he laughs in a muffled way that shakes him, shakes her in his lap, then splits the focus between himself and his touch by dipping his fingers into pasha’s hair. ‘ is that a promise? take me. ’
“you’d... HATE IT.” her eyelids dip as his fingers card through her hair, a warmth spilling in her stomach. “that’s so cute that you’d wanna get your shoes stolen for me, though.”
badcruiser·:
right. that’s a little bit rich coming from pashandra novak, and diosa knows it too with a sly look over and huge grin that suggests sure, i’ll calm down. in fact i’m perfectly fuckin’ calm right now ! “ ugh, pasha ! how can i think about tequila slammers when i have to assert my malevolent dominance ? there’s only enough room for one demonic and unknowable presence here and that’s me. but also, where are ya thinkin ? also, are you paying ? “ diosa seems to slow her roll on her demonry, straightening her spine with a crack.
“oh real cool, real simple, i’ll tell ya. just SHUT UP AND DO IIIIIT!” that big exclamation comes with all the hand gestures and batteries included, anything to stick diosa’s attention to her like tack. “demonic braggadocio is no replacement for a personality but ALCOHOL ALWAYS IS. and don’t fuck around, i know you’re richer than god and you know i’m poorer than shit so fuckin’ DIG OUT THAT PLATINUM CARD while i think of someplace that’ll still have the worm in the bottle. --queens maybe?”
KISS KISS BANG BANG SENTENCE MEME
“I was wetter than Drew Barrymore at a grunge club.”
“It was the first time I felt how pitying someone and wanting to fuck them can get all tangled up in your head.”
“Overwhelming sadness, meanwhile you got a Rodney.”
“Is that sick? I think… yeah… I think that’s sick.”
“Still gay?”
“Me? No, I’m knee-deep in pussy.”
“You know what? You’d better be her doctor.”
“Walk away, don’t think, just do it.”
“It’s none of your business, man. I will fuck you up.”
“You’ll try, and that little experiment will end in tears, my friend.”
“So, again for the cheap seats, do not think, walk the fuck away - or let’s you and me go outside right now.”
“It’s past my bedtime.”
“Badly is an adverb. So to say you feel badly would be saying that the mechanism which allows you to feel is broken.”
“She’s been fucked more times than she’s had hot meals.”
“You asked, Chief.”
“Merry Christmas, sorry I fucked you over.”
“Do you think I’m stupid?”
“I don’t think you’d know how to feed yourself, if you didn’t flap your mouth so much.”
“Look up idiot in the dictionary. You know what you’ll find?”
“What, fuckhead? Who taught you grammar?”
“I peed on the corpse. Can they do, like, ID from that?”
“Why in pluperfect hell would you pee on a corpse?”
“I didn’t intend to! It’s not like I did it for kicks!”
“I want you to picture a bullet inside your head right now. Can you do that for me?”
“You wanna play hard ball, I can do that.”
“Okay, you’ve got 30 of my fucking seconds. Thrill me.”
“Wow, I feel sore. I mean physically, not like a guy who’s angry in a movie in the 1950’s.”
“Doesn’t that suck? I just hit you for no reason. I don’t even know why.”
“What, my opinion doesn’t count?”
“I don’t want younger and better, I want you!”
“Do not play detective.”
“Well now, here we all are. Ike, Mike and Mustard.”
“I’m retired. I invented dice when I was a kid.”
“Slow your roll, man!”
“This is every shade of wrong.”
“Your mouth is a recommended place to put a sock.”
“Used to be great, now I’m amazing.”
are you here selling a young adult fiction idea, too? mine takes place in an alternate timeline where overweight, alcoholic ex-directors of speechwriting are considered a sexual prize.
cryptbled·:
“ most of them don’t even finish the bottle, and it’s like, you could’ve just ordered drinks one by one like a normal person ? it’s always the same bald skinhead looking white guy who calls me sweetheart. anyways: thanks, i hate it. ”
“grand wizards always love orderin’ fuckin JOHNNY WALKER BLACK like they can afford it on their stupid klansman salary. they could stick the bottle down their pants. then at least their dick would look AS BIG AS THEY THINK IT IS.”
“i can’t believe I GOTTA TELL YOU to calm down. with your tall ghoulish supermodel ass. i’m so fuckin’ tired, man, can we just STICK THE SUPERNATURAL HIERARCHY BULLSHIT IN PARK for like-- an hour, tops? do some tequila slammers? i mean, fuck.”
@badcruiser / world’s shittiest starter call
genuineviolence·:
‘ old damaged men with a sense of humor. ’ stated very plainly, no question about it. ‘ and he’s only, like, book smart. he’s still people dumb. ’
somewhere in brooklyn roscoe gordon is turning in his crypt. “well. YOU GOT ME THERE.” another sip of coffee and a bat of the hand as if to quell houston’s concerns, but pash oughta know that this record is scratched and she ain’t buyin’ it. “look, kid, seriously? you don’t got nothin’ to worry about.” double negative. “HE’S NOT PEOPLE DUMB ENOUGH TO BE INTERESTED IN ME.”