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@squeesized-blog
I said,
SUCK IT UP. Or I’ll beat the SHIT out of you.
Shit My Friends Have Said to Me Sentence Starters
"I remember those raccoon testicles from my childhood!"
"My dick is so hard right now."
"With our powers combined, we make the perfect twelve year old."
"... So that's the story about how I became too paranoid to take the trash out to the curb!"
"I can't believe sexism is dead!"
"I wasn't expecting semen conditioner, okay?"
"I'm pretty sure if a furry becomes a purée, that's murder."
"I had sugar again. Now I'm sugared. Now I'll talk a lot."
"Class is starting. Put away the Littlest Pet Shops."
"How much can you sell a child for?"
"The sheriff didn't like the saloon. He said 'fuck you, saloon.'"
"They cover their gold in the flesh of the damned."
"Have I told you about my vet?"
"If your whole body a leg, that's just how you do."
"I have three children and no money. Why can't I have three money and no children?"
"Alright, my little band of criminals. How are we going to scheme this?"
"I'm going to eat it."
"I'd let him/her/them fuck me."
"I got this cryptic amulet from a shady guy a few days ago."
"I accidentally shoplifted a bottle of peridot."
"So, pretty much you're on a quest to become overpowered as possible."
"It's not too late to late-term abort you."
"THIS IS NOT DINNER!"
"He's making that face at the picture of his son."
"There's no aspect of Hell that people won't sexualize."
anonymously tell me what you think of my character portrayal. i can't respond; i can only publish.
Like this for a starter.
Don’t be silly!
Arson is Bad!
Little neighbor squeegee was always a mystery to him. All people were in a sense, but not in the curious kind that the kid was. In his own, Johnny-centric way, he wanted to understand him, to comprehend what his little quirks and squeaks meant but he’d only have to conjure up the obvious. He was hungry or epileptic maybe, who knew. He’d ask nail-bunny when the time came.
“–a hospital. That’s where normal people go when they’re unwell, yes? I’d offer to accompany you there but I don’t like them, you see. They’re places of infection, or rather disinfection. I’m not a proponent of prolonging life, especially when it’s not necessary.” He paused in that thoughtful, almost poignant way he’s known for, dropping the gory bat next to its victim who twitched at its contact.
“–you know what makes me feel better when I am most contrived, most sick?” He lulled, not really waiting for a response. When did he ever? “–doughnuts. The sugary kind with the sprinkles and such. We should get you some.” Most erratically he strove forward, not noticing the menacing eyes of the neighborhood watch leader scrawling down a citation. “–jelly-filled doughnuts to be sure, yes. Come.”
“Daddy doesn’t like hospitals,” the little boy would reply, knowingly. “He says that they’re a waste of money an’ time and that if I ever have t’go to the hospital they might as well put me in a morgue or somethin’ like that...” well, that was a little darker than Todd had actually wanted to let on.
“These.... Donuts, you... you’re not plannin’ on killin’ me or selling my organs or anything like that? Right?” that was a little rude, Todd knew that, but when a boy is as unlucky as Squee was, you have to know what cards to play. Donuts... Did sound really good, though. The poor kid couldn’t remember the last time he ate anything that contained sugar, aside some tree sap some boys at school who were teasing him forced the poor boy to eat.
With hesitation ( and who could blame him? ), the child followed after Nny. Maybe he’d let his guard down this once time, Johnny seemed to be NICE enough, if only to Squee, having... Protected? Him time and time again, aside from the horrifying teasing and bedtime stories, which seemed to be harmless for the most part, except the who recurring nightmares thing the poor kid had going.
“—-and never be satisfied. “
a y y y e so i am back. i have to run to the school and have a meeting with my coordinator, which will probably take like 3 hours max to get to the school and back BUT!!! i'll offically be out from the summer and i got this nice laptop here so!! prepare for stuff and things, i guess! i'm gonna do replies when i get home and make a starter call if i'm up to it, be prepared!
————>> @squeesized
❛ Holy crap, man. You ain’t lookin’ so hot there. ’
a snort promptly emitted from the husky brunet, followed suit by a mischievous chuckle. of course, by chance or fate or whatever you wanted to believe in, the new kid wound up right beside him in the seating arrangement. though there was a new wave of political correctness in the town, eric knew he couldn’t pass on the opportunity to torture the snot out of this kid. it was his duty, his god given right. it was in the ten commandments or something like that.
with a wide grin on his face, he reached over and pointed to the student’s face, dangerously close to the eye.
❛ What’s up with your frickin’ eyes there, dude? You look like Marilyn Manson’s wet dream. ’
Todd had no idea how he ended up here. This wasn’t the first, or even the SECOND grade class, ( which he would have preferred to be in, nonetheless ). He must have looked particularly... not well today, considering that this MUCH BIGGER kid had no issue with pointing it out.
He leaned away from the kid’s finger, eyes widening to the size of saucers.
“No... No, I’m okay, I just uh. Don’t sleep well and stuff like that,” nothing goes without reason for Todd, but he was PRAYING that he wouldn’t have to explain that he lives right next door to a ( VERY ACTIVE ) homicidal maniac to THIS kid.
HEY GUYS!!! I HADN'T BEEN ABLE TO ANNOUNCE THIS BEFORE, BUT I AM ON A SEMI-HIATUS DUE TO MY IPOD BREAKING. HOWEVER, YOU CAN FIND ME ON MY ROLEPLAY TWI.TTERS AT @HUMANZIM AND @ToddCasil
skype drop!
( mutals only, please! tell me who you are! )
My muse is being held hostage by your muse's enemy, what would you do?
submitted by anonymous.
Rule one: Always hide the pain.
Six word story (via thedarkestofponds)
“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”
Despite the girl’s reassurance, Todd drew closer to his neighbor with an U N C E R T A I N whine. Todd knew injuries, and this seemed like a REALLY, REALLY BAD ONE. He gripped that dirty, disheveled teddy he was holding tightly as he continued to stare, speechless. This didn’t look like something Nny had done, but maybe it was another one of those CRAZY, INSANE people in this godforsaken town.
hurt meme.
“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”
“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”
“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”
“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”
“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”
“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”
“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”
“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”
“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”
“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”
“i fucked up, why do you not care?”
“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”
“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”
“i have no idea how to do cpr.”
“whose blood is that?”
“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”
“don’t you dare fucking let go!”
“what the hell happened to you?”
“are they dead? did you kill them?”
“do you know what you’ve done?”
“you’re either with me or against me.”
“who the hell did this to you?”
“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…”
“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?”
“when was the last time you ate?”
“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!”
“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”
“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“
“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.”
“are you… throwing up in there?”
“why aren’t you eating?”
“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.”
“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”
“i woke up, & you were gone.”
“just tell me something, was it really worth it?”
“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”