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" PAIN, hate, ENVY... those are the A B C S of me take them away and there's NOTHING LEFT."

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lightbendings:

‘ ——- — touche! but we can both agree that in life & death it is unhealthy, no? ‘

“ yeah i guess -- i think anything with rotting flesh can be considered unhealthy -- i mean you have seen what rotten flesh looks like right?  ”

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parkourmaster:

“it’s totally cool with me dude. do you mind if i join you? i have a game controller and the tv so i could keep myself entertained until death comes along.”

“it’s a free country -- i don’t see how that’s gonna keep you entertained though. what do you even do with that thing?”

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thathalfmortalsabrina:

“Yeah. Totally cool. Unlike living your life, meeting the person of your dreams, discovering your true potential…” Sabrina rattled off as if she knew everything about life at just eighteen. “Do you need a TV? I was going to suggest snacks but that would keep the rotting process from starting sooner.” 

“living life? kind of impossible not to do that. as for the other two: no dreams and no potential. ask any of my school teachers, they’ll tell you the same thing.” as if any of his teachers were actually still alive. rest in peace pike. “ tv would be good. might as well rot my brains as well as my body. as for snacks, i’m not gonna turn down free food.”

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offosteriism:

“Believe me, I do understand that feeling, now I feel like doing the same”

“well you’re welcome to -- as long as you don’t think sitting here gives you an open invitation to moan about whatever problems you’ve clearly got going on.”

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claircncvak:

❝ you have a vivid imagination, but hey, if that’s what you want, no one’s gonna stop you. a goal’s a goal, essentially, even if it is pessimistic as hell. ❞

“i’m aware. stems from years of dark thoughts -- you say pessimistic, i say realistic and achievable. s’pose it’s a fine line between the two though.”

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wrenchmonkey:

      “ surely you know how it goes by now. you say something rude, i bring up your shitty aim, you feel a TINY ping of guilt in your chest and we go on with our lives. or have the rules changed?? ”

“i didn’t realise there were any rules when it came to our friendship -- but, in my defence, i was aiming to hit something, and i did-- huh, i see what you mean about that tiny ping of guilt. i think i just felt that.”

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lightbendings:

‘ you do know that sounds like an unhealthy way to live, right? ‘

“ newflash, i said corpse -- technically that makes it an unhealthy way to die.”

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valentineisms:

— ♡ “ Why would you want to think that way ? Don’t you not like the chirping sound of birds in the early morning, the fresh smell of rain after a storm, or even the clean smell of fresh laundry ?! Why would you want to be sitting in one spot all day until you die and decompose ? “

"why wouldn’t you? chirping is annoying, birds wake you up, rain makes me miserable and fresh laundry ?  that would require me to actually do laundry. so yeah, i think i’ll pass on all that -- the reasoning behind it is pretty simple: i don’t wanna move.”

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jcreaus:

the fact that people always said the wrong things around jj was now becoming amusing – considering she was a FEDERAL AGENT.  “right, well – you’re not the first person who turns a little verbally violent with me, but you should know … i take those jokes very seriously. i’d think twice the next time, if i were you.”

“listen, i think i got that thing where i just say things, like the lack of a brain to mouth filter. don’t take it personally lady.” he shrugged the woman off, coming up with whatever he could think of to avoid some kind a argument. “if i’m honest, you seem tense. maybe you should relax a little. crack a smile, do whatever it is you find fun. it’ll do wonders for your blood pressure.”

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si-lewis:

━━ ❝ I know that talking to yourself is supposed to be a sign of SANITY, but it seems to me like you’re going mad now, buddy, ❞ simon clicked his tongue and sighed, sending a glance to the other. ❝ sounds LOVELY though. i’d definitely join if i could. ❞

“going, going gone.” he jokes, in reference to his sanity, as he rocked back and forth on the chair. “kidding. if i was going to go mad, it would’ve happened already. trust me.” murphy stopped, looking back at the guy, “if you could. what’s stopping you, do i smell or something?”

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rcdwells:

   “…someone needs to lighten up.”

“ and someone else needs to watch how they say stuff -- if  i had some kind of wacky history of arson, i might take that as an open invitation. ”

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jcreaus:

“well, technically, corpses don’t ROT. they go through a process called descomposition, and it can take years. you sure you want to wait that long??”

“ i see your mouth moving but all i can hear is ‘shoot me in the face’ . no offence -- you said something about waiting right? that’s fine by me, not like i got plans. ”

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wrenchmonkey:

       “ you don’t like it?? i think it’s CUTE. – i think we’ve both established you should basically be dedicating your life to keeping me happy, have we not?? but i’m honored. ”

“ that’s the problem, i don’t think it really suits me -- oh !  is this the part where try and make me feel guilty about your leg again? ”

[labors]

am i bitter? yes. but do i try to move on and let go of past anger? well, actually, no

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swenscn:

      that… was actually a life goal sadie could get behind. do nothing. rot away. she was already dead inside, what harm could ACTUALLY being dead do?? the only person that would really miss her is chanel, and even then she’d be easily replaced. “ self loathing isn’t an attractive trait. but sure, rot away. can i join?? ”

“oh this isn’t self loathing. quite the opposite actually. i think i’m pretty awesome.” well he was alright. he definitely had a few small character flaws but other than that he was cool. cool enough to have a conversation about rotting corpses apparently. “it’s a free country. pull up a chair, or a coffin or whatever. as long as you rot quietly i don’t care.”

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“ it’s totally cool if i just stay here and do nothing for the rest of my life right? --- screw living life to the fullest and all that crap. i wanna sit here until my rotted corpse starts stinking up the place and they have no choice but to remove me. that’s my new life goal.”

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lcvelybcnes:

“i’m making tea, would you like some?” susan glanced at the person sitting at her counter and offered a small smile.

“well that depends. is there some kind of catch?” he narrowed his eyes “like do i have to make idle conversation with you or can i just take the tea and leave?”