#claremontstarter

[alexshhepard-blog]

“Oh, stop prattling. You’re not under arrest, for God’s sake. I just need t’ask some questions, is all.”

[hcyleyclarke-blog]

“Oh, so you remember that guy I met from Bumble last weekend?  First he was late, which I could forgive, but then he started asking me all the questions about my hair color like he wanted to know if the curtains matched the carpets, and then he asked my feelings on going Dutch which I basically heard as “I voted for Trump, are you gonna put out because I’m not spending any money on you if you don’t” and then when I told him I was a blogger he said it’s not a real job and if I had any plans for the future. As if that wasn’t enough to make me ask for my food to-go, when he found out I had 32k Instagram followers he got all weird and pissy almost. Don’t ask me why he was insta-stalking me during the date. But the main point to this story is that he actually tagged me in something this morning. Like to get attention so he could get more followers. Can you believe that bullshit?”

[drsethi-blog1]

“Okaaaaay, I know I don’t get many days off and I don’t go anywhere, you don’t have to tell me that -- but you know I am not a club person. And who goes out to clubs this early in the week? I don’t think we’re that desperate for fun. We could have just as much fun going to the aquarium.”

[harrycopper-blog]

“Just because I own the place doesn’t mean I’m giving you free coffee, love.”

[thebigbcss-blog]

“Now I know I’m a pretty som’bitch but you gotta stop lookin’ me up and down like that. Makes an ol’ man feel all shy and whatnot. Can’t do this puzzle in peace.”

[kalixscott-blog]

“My disrespectful ass family didn’t take all this home cooked food home...ridiculous. I’ve got a four year old who knows how to use the fridge so...you’re taking this. It’s a bunch of cookies and cake and shit.” Kali handed it to the first person who caught her eye, sliding a big foiled wrapped plate of food over the counter as she stood on the other side of the bar, as one of her bartenders served other patrons at the club. “You’re not allowed to say no I already packed you a plate. Merry Easter.”

[teaganxsmith-blog]

Walking of the doctors off she tried to keep her emotions at bay, she knew the outcome because it was always the outcome; yet she suckered herself into believe that she could do what so many other women could carry a child into this world. “Its okay. Its okay. Its okay.” she whispered to herself as she tried to find her car. She thought of her husband the man she loves so much and she knows that’s deep down inside he wants another kid but she pushes those thoughts away because she had to build herself back up which is something she getting too good at doing but she marches on until she them, placing her head in hands she counts to three before speaking. “Hi.” she cool, and calm the Teagan everyone knows. 

[clara-carter-blog]

“ in the end it’s all about perception right? who you are---who people think you are? someone is always going to assume they know you, like they’ve got you all figured out. and hey, maybe they do. but i refuse to believe people are as transparent as they portray themselves to be. no ones ever that one sided. ”