#danishdanger

[temporaryanarchist-blog]

“ fine, do things your way. ”

    ❝  six word sentences   /   accepting

 ❛      ————well   thank   you,   oh   holy   one,   ❜               her   arms   dramatically   flopped   across      the   coffee   shop   table   top.   layers   of   bangled   jewelry   hit   with   a   loud   metally   crack   on   the   trendy   exposed   wood   as   her   long   fingers   reached   out   at   the   EDGE   OF   THE     LAPTOP   that   was   in   front   of   her.   with   a   few   pushes   of   her   hand,   she   was   able   to   turn   to   the   screen   toward   her,   leaning   forward   to   see   as   her   body   remained   HUNCHED   over   in   some   sensationalized   attempt   to   look   even   more   bothered   than   before.   she   pulled   the   chunky   laptop   toward   her,   clicking   a   few   short   buttons   before   her   fingers   worked   in   feverish   abandon.   darlene   clicked,   clicked,   clicked   her   way   through   things   before   the   screen   flickered   black.      sighing,    darlene    moved    to   sit   more   UPRIGHT   as    she   continued    clicking.       ❛   i   think   i   got   it.   ❜   //  @danishdanger​

[temporaryanarchist-blog]

               this shouldn’t even be considered new york.  everything is too neat.                and the copy of a copy of  a  copy of  the brownstone cook-cutter                streets look something out of a  HORROR MOVIE and not out  of                what reality looks like. but maybe it’s just. maybe its too much like                home.    —————————— where is home anyway anymore?

 the  messy  brunette  looked  as  though  she  was  about  to  lose  her  balance  when  she  walked.  too  pre-occupied  with  the  strawberry  flavored  ice  cream  she  had  bought  to  worry  about  anything  else.  the  spoon  twisted  against  her  tongue,  SMEARING  IT  like  hot  cement  on  layers  of  brick.  she  wanted  to  SEE  HER.  she  couldn’t  explain  why  that  felt  so  important  but  it  did.,  but  it  felt  DEEPLY  IMPORTANT  to  some  sort  of  pressure  buzz  heavy  in  the  back  of  her  mind.  her  eyes  looked  over  a  pair  of  heart  rimmed  glasses  at  the  house,  doing  her  best  to  ACT  NATURAL    //     @danishdanger