#corpsecrybaby

[profundeity-blog]

         ❛ I didn’t get you anything. I---- I couldn’t afford it, you know how it is. But I--- I was, well... I was thinking, if you asked, I could paint for you. Whatever you’d like, just name it and I can do that for you. To make up for--- a gift-less Christmas. ❜ He just stands there, rubbing and rubbing and rubbing the scars that pattern his neck with the meaty flesh of his palm, face twisted in something of mourning and regret. He shuffles from foot to foot, embarrassed. 

    &. @corpsecrybaby

[profundeity-blog]

&& . @corpsecrybaby

                ❛ You want to stay here tonight ? I mean, shit--- I could use the company             and it’s fairly late. ❜        No pressure, he thinks, kneading a hand against his             thigh to unknot muscle and scar tissue. 

[ayjaks-blog]

@corpsecrybaby

  “the hell’re you lookin’ at, huh?”

[matarlos]

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                  ❛   c’mon , just . ah . one game . maybe , best two outta three .   ❜  

          there’s three disposable cups in his hand , a bouncy ball in the other . IT’S A GAME OF LUCK , SEE . ( and he’s as honest as nixon , see ? ) he’s bored . maybe a tiny bit anxious . && * he’s lookin’ across the table like he’s ready to eat this stranger up . fingers tappin’ that empty cup create an almost danceable rhythm .   ❛  you not got , anythin’ to lose .  ❜

[lexities-blog]

corpsecrybaby

   “hey! doooo you like riddles?” an innocent question, though he’s already feeling eager to hear a positive response ( even if he knows rejection is just as plausible, too ).