#evidentiale

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' look at that dog chasing that stick. if I were a dog, i’d chase a stick like that too. but all I’m chasing here are my broken dreams.'

things overheard at my school sentence meme.  (  ━  ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ. )

           inquisitive eyes are swift in their examination of the contours of her lips and the emotion in her eyes, but he gleans nothing. if she’s joking, he can’t tell. his response is neutral.

                 ❛━━ good analogy. ❜

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❛ your mind is playing tricks on you , my dear . ❜

 ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ  ━  of monsters and men sentence meme.

         the park is dead, cold. swirling across its lifeless body are browning leaves and numb fingers and threats of bitter snow. he shivers, pulls his arms in tight and hugs his torso. she is a friendly comfort that is only inches away, much closer than the questionable man strolling and glancing and smoking, and much more reliable than carson’s imagination. even still, his dubious eyes don’t like what they see. he turns his head to look at her.

        ❛  last night was hectic, alright? i’m jittery.  ❜   he scowls, standing.   ❛  and cold. i’m jittery and cold. jittery and cold and without gloves. why didn’t you remind me to grab my gloves? let’s go, i’m tired. i need coffee.  ━━  next time, remind me to bring my gloves.  ❜

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@evidentiale

          he sits comfortably: chair tilted back, warm drink in one hand, an old copy of the brothers karamazov in the other ( he’s not reading, only fiddling ). they’ve finished debating the existence and nonexistence of extraterrestrial beings once again, and beneath his blasé demeanor lies a growing interest in the subject. that, however, is something he is not ready to admit.  ❛    omri, i’d be skeptical even after my OWN abduction.    ❜