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“I said fuck that.“
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“ How long till this goes away?“
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1. Why'd you go and break what's already broken?
2. I try to take a breath but I'm already choking.
3. How long till this goes away?
4. I try to remember to forget you.
5. I try to remember to forget you But I break down every time I do.
6. I can't see him with you.
7. I can't seem to get my heart over you.
8. You creep into everything I do.
9. I'm dying to know how he touches you.
10. Everywhere I look, I can see how you hold him.
11. She said she wants to be friends.
12. I took a big step back.
13. She said she's sorry.
14. I said fuck that.
15. I can tell you're lying when your lips move.
“Sorry, I tried to reserve judgement but…What the hell are you trying to do.”
Toris paused, turning slowly to look at the other then back to his project. “I’m building a fort.” He said decisively to the pile of sticks and branches.
“Okay, look. It’s Saturday night, I have nothing to do tomorrow, and I just really want to go party. Is that too much to ask?”
“I am feeling hungry. We should go get something to eat soon.” Priorities, priorities.
“Yes let’s- do that. Eating. What would you like to eat?”
Šarūnas bujorii:
“I need a new way to help me fall asleep, I really do.” His insomnia has been especially bad lately.
“Read a boring book. Šarūnas has lulled me to sleep every night for the past week or so.”
Envy
Envy; something I wish I was better at.
“Eurovision.”
greed
Greed; something I can’t get enough of.
“Honey. That stuff is literally magic. Got a burn? Put honey on it. Sliced your finer open? Where’s the honey. Coming down with a cold? Warm honey. Wanna get wasted? Krupnik is the way to go.”
Now Lithuania has no chill
7 deadly sins. put one in my ask.
Lust: Something that I find attractive.
Pride: Something that I like about myself.
Sloth: Something that I dislike about myself.
Envy: Something I wish I was better at.
Gluttony: One of my favorite foods.
Wrath: Something that gets me angry.
Greed: Something I can’t get enough of.
day 19 smoking
Adalie dashes around the corner and skids a little in her flats. These are not the best shoes for running but she must hurry!
She darts around the next corner, but this time is unable to catch her balance. Her feet fly out from under her and all of the papers she was carrying explode into the air.
“Ahh!” She squeaks, watching more than a hundred loose worksheets flutter into the air. This is what she gets for trying to help out the teachers on her breaks. Scrambling to her feet, she attempts to gather the papers into a pile as neat as they had been straight out of the printer, but at least some of them get stepped on.
“Um, please don’t step on them. Please!” she says to the passing students, but she’s not sure if anyone notices. Such is her curse.
“Oh, professor is going to kill me…”
Toris watched the incident from a far, leaning next to the water fountain, wondering where he was going to get dinner. He huffed a breathless laugh at first, but as the girl scrambled on, he felt increasingly bad for her. After a moment of thought, he scooted through the students, slumping down to help her out. “Hey-” He murmured, handing her a handful of papers, “-there are a few behind you as well.”
Ah, now this she could talk about. It might sound narcissistic of her, those little triumphs she has every now and then over her boring life are always interesting to bring up. At this point, she’s completely forgotten about the menu, and decides it’s best to just order what the waiter thinks is best. No, no she has things to boast about, and it’s only a matter of seconds before she’s leaning into the table.
“The side of her house,” A smirk grew onto her face, and it’s no secret that she’s proud of it.
“She had to pay to have it painted over every time. You can see still still the colors even under the four layers of paint.”
Toris snickered, sitting back in his chair, the menu held loosely from his hands. “That’s pretty awesome.” He said lightly, nodding, “I had some friends back home who would spray paint things. But it was never someone’s house. Always in abandoned buildings and things.” He’d settled on ordering something light. He wasn’t actually hungry, and really all he needed in his system was some coffee. “So- What, did you live in a suburban area or something? If it was the side of a house.. ”
CUE THE confused look.
“ SO YOU’RE… sitting on a roof? That sounds more boring than doing what you’re supposed to be doing. –And no, I don’t have one. Smo- king’s gross, man. ”
“The roof is a nice place, okay. And yes, it’s gross, and that’s very healthy that you think that. Good job. But I still need a lighter.”
“Ja, got one right here! Catch!” He tossed the lighter towards the other, grinning, before tilting his head.
“What did ya need it for?”
Toris caught it clumsily, catching himself with one hand on the side before he fell forward. “Uh,” he muttered, popping the cigarette between his lips, and then looking down at the other, holding his hands as if to say ‘this?’. He then lit the thing, and tossed it down again. “Thanks man.”
“Drinking. Is that the only way nations’ take out their stress? Hundreds of years of nasty hangovers and pitiful empty mornings didn’t help them realize it is only a temporary and deteriorating solution?”
“Uh huh.”