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@youronlystarlin
Depends who you ask. A Cooper would say ‘getting high and fucking bitches’, a Campbell would be painting their nails, and a Black would… probably be sleeping in a park or something.
That is pretty true. My brother would probably go long with the Coopers but I think I'll join you. Does that mean I'm an honorary part of your family now?
Being unproductive is how I like to spend about eighty percent of my time, though.
Well...we are teenagers. How else are we supposed to spend our time?
I’m going to camp out in this fort of blankets and be unproductive all weekend, and none of you can stop me.
Being unproductive is the best way to spend any weekend.
Has anyone lost a dog or know anyone who has?
Nope, no contact number. I found out whose she was, though. The old ladies a couple of doors down. Thank God!
Well at least you got her back home, which is great!
The younger generation frightens me.
I agree with all that you say, love. It’s an awkward subject, that’s for sure.
I spent most of my time with my nose stuck in a book, so we’re good. I’d rather have fictional friends than real friends, but I’m trying to change that. Nice to meet’cha, Starlin. Cool name. I’m Heath Marlowe. College student.
Awkward subject indeed, but something that should be talked about, I think.
Books are good places to hide inside but sometimes real friends are good to have. Thank you, I'm a shining star so it fits. Kidding! Heath is a fun name too. Actually, you just make me crave a heath bar. Oops!
The younger generation frightens me.
It’s abusive, it really is. I mean, I’m not saying that some women aren’t into that sort of treatment — obviously some are if they love this book — but you know. I don’t like to judge, but sometimes it’s a bit hard when they’re putting it out there in such a negative way. I’m not the kind of person that uses chains and whips, but to each their own.
Evidently not. At least you’re sensible. Have we met? I don’t think I’ve seen you around. But, hey, who am I kidding? I hardly see anyone around.
The book is abusive. The act of bondage isn't. That's consensual and wanted, with safe words put in place to keep from anything that is remotely upsetting or uneasy to happen. I mean, I'm not going to go out and say hey let's set up a bondage room and you stick whatever the fuck you like inside of me, but I don't think that tere's a problem with it unless you're uncomfortable with any part of the situation. If you're not comfortable with the situation then you should stop.
I don't think so, but that might be because I spend most of my time at my gym when I'm not at school. I'm Starlin, and you are?
The younger generation frightens me.
They keep it wrapped on the bookshelves at the store so younger people won’t read it. How these toddlers are getting their grubby little hands on this book is also something a little frightening. I wouldn’t want my children reading something that talks about tying a woman up and forcing her into oral sex. Oh well. People gotta let their freak flags fly, I suppose.
There's absolutely nothing wrong with bondage. If that's a kink that you have, it's a kink that you have. You have no right to judge people based on their kinks or kink shame them, but that doesn't mean that Fifty Shades of Grey is even remotely close to a proper outlook on how bondage works. The things that he does to her in that book isn't how anyone should treat a submissive.
I agree that thirteen-year-olds shouldn't read it, but that doesn't mean anyone can stop them. The internet is an easy place to order a book and it's not hard to pass it on to a friend, apparently.
The younger generation frightens me.
I tried my hardest to ignore the conversations of a few teenage girls discussing the reasons as to why Christian Grey is “so sexy” and “the ideal man for any girl.” Did I mention they were both around thirteen? What the fuck is happening to today’s society? I don’t know if I’m more offended that they’re talking about a book that’s filled with bondage and hardcore sexual content, or that the book itself is probably the worst example of literature in the world.
That book is absolutely disgusting. I mean, it could've been alright literature if the bondage displayed in that book wasn't unhealthy and non-consensual initially. There's so much that was wrong in everything in that book that the fact that it was published and is loved by people is absolutely terrifying.
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Has anyone lost a dog or know anyone who has?
I just found this little pup whose name apparently is Lulu walking around, and I don’t know what to do with her.
Is there no contact number on the dog tag? If you can't figure out who she belongs to and you can't keep her you might have to take her to the shelter.
light us up, we're on fire | Staryan.
Starlin’s seemed to practically trip over her tongue and fall out of her mouth in a complete mess, but somehow, Ryan understood them — probably because his emotions were on the same sort of level. “I think I’ve already died about a hundred times over,” he breathed, grin plastered all over his face, “but I could die a thousand more times out of joy for this moment right now.” With her hands joined to his, Ryan jumped up and down a few times, letting out a high-pitched noise that was far closer to a squeal than he’d have liked to admit. The volume of the two teens was apparently louder than they had thought as it attracted the attention of one of Ryan’s parents; she stepped into the hall from the kitchen with a smile on her face, nodding at Starlin and reaching up to tie her blonde hair back into a ponytail. Naturally, Ryan had informed his parents (between fits of rolling around on the floor) about what he’d be doing that night, and so after a couple of excited goodbyes — and his mom handing him a paper bag full of sandwiches and snacks, insisting they’d need them on the way home — he was ready to go, grabbing Starlin by the arm and dragging her out of the house. He all but leaped into the passenger seat of her car, curls flying around his face and his bright smile never faltering as she caught up. “I’ve got Folie á Deux with me,” Ryan announced once his friend had climbed into the car too, waving the CD at her, and wasted no time in taking it from its case and slipping it into her sound system.
If the levels of excitement wasn't bad enough already, it got a thousand times worse thanks to Ryan's reaction. Starlin had been desperate to see Fall Out Boy in concert for what felt like forever, but being able to share it with her best friend and have the kind of excitement that she could share with him without worrying about any reactions just made everything a million times better. "Me too," she insisted as she gripped to his hands, grinning at Ryan's mere reaction to her words. It wasn't long before she was jumping and squealing along with him, so excited for the trip and the chance to go and see a band that she had loved for years in concert that it was overwhelming. Back when she had first fallen in love with the band, she had tried to convince her coach to choreograph a floor routine to their songs, and despite the fact that she'd never succeeded, Starlin still had hope that someday she'd be able to manage it. The intrusion of Ryan's mother caused Starlin to pause, a soft blush spreading across her face as she waved a brief hello to the woman and waited for her to leave so that they could get out of the house and make their way off to Los Angeles so that they could see the best band in the world in concert. When she finally exited, Starlin didn't have a chance to figure out what was the next move before Ryan was pulling her out of the room and, without hesitation, out of the house. "Woah," she breathed out as she stumbled along after him, having to regain her balance after Ryan let go of her to jump into the passenger seat, and she laughed a bit. "FInlay's going to kill me for stealing his car and not taking him along but oh well," she said with a laugh as she slid into the driver's seat, starting the car up before she strapped in and looked over at Ryan eagerly waving what had to be one of her top five favourite CDs ever. "Blast it. We're going to sing every song at the top of our lungs and die a little when we finally get there!"
Last night was fun!
What are you training for? Mhm, but I guess everyone has their own opinion on it. I just don’t think it’s needed to have fun, so I don’t take part in it. I don’t think that the affects are worth the risk of doing something you’ll regret or getting hurt, you know?
I'm a gymnast so I'm always training. Here's to aiming for the 2016 Olympics! Haha. No I agree with you that it's not something that I'd do willingly even if I wasn't training, but I don't completely abhor it because my brother likes to use all that recreational stuff. I think some of that stuff's really, really unhealthy, but I don't completely oppose it?
slowly, and then all at once • starlison
The march back to the hotel the Waxler kids had been placed in was long and freezing cold, and Alison, arm intertwined with Starlin’s, clung to the brunette’s side, her entire small frame shivering against Starlin’s side. By the time they had finally reached Alison’s room, the girl’s hands had turned blue from the cold. Silly as she was, of course she’d forgotten to take gloves or some pocket warmers, the cold somewhat bouncing off her under the influence. Now that Alison was sobering up again, she regretted that mistake immensely. However, a troublesome minute later and the door swung open, but before granting Starlin entrance to her assigned bedroom, Alison leaned up and closed the gap between the two of them for a soft kiss. Absentmindedly, she toyed with Starlin’s scarf and, although much to soon to her own liking but worrying someone might catch them, Alison broke the kiss to, licking her lips delicately, step back and into her room, pulling Starlin tumbling after her. The door shut close with a bang and, already tugging on Starlin’s jacket, Alison gently pushed the brunette up against the wooden door, her lips on Starlin’s not a second later. She was quick to move the younger girl’s scarf away and Alison took her time to leave a trail of kisses down Starlin’s jawline before she leaned up once again to give her a quick peck on the lips. Her hand’s still holding onto the lose ends of Starlin’s scarf around the girl’s neck, Alison leaned back a little, although staying in her personal space, and her eyes searched Starlin’s face. For what, Alison wasn’t sure. What she was sure of, however, was that Starlin possessed a kind of beauty that was…mesmerizing. Magnetizing. A smile tugged on the corners of her lips while a million tiny airplanes took off all at once inside of her. It was somewhat scary, the realization just what kind of great grip Starlin had managed to her of her heart within only a few weeks, yet Alison didn’t seem to be able to look elsewhere but the girl in her arms, neither step away. Nibbling on her lower lip gently, she tried her dearest to push those thoughts away, to deal with them later. The look on Starlin’s face was all that was needed in the end, and Alison couldn’t help herself but lean into her yet again to steal herself another kiss. Her hands were slowly sliding down Starlin’s sides, and once they had settled on the brunette’s hips, Alison broke the kiss once again. “Hi”, she mumbled once she’d run her tongue across her bottom lips yet again and shot Starlin a somewhat shy smile. “I…hope you didn’t mind…that.”
Despite the cold wintry night trying to ruin the fun that the two of them had had, Starlin couldn't be happier than she was right now. There was something about the fact that she had not only managed to have a fun time at the party but also get the girl that she had been terribly interested in and somewhat desperate for that made Starlin know that she would probably never regret this night. Not for a million years. She couldn't believe that this was happening, and with her hand tightly in Alison's, Starlin was certain that the second this night ended it would never be this good again. The little kiss that Alison stole from her before they entered the girl's room brought a small smile to Starlin's face but it was absolutely nothing compared to the kisses that followed. Were she not distracted by the feeling of the older girl's lips on hers, pressing kisses into her skin, Starlin would have found the idea of being in Alison's room when she clearly wasn't supposed to be thrilling. She was certain that there was some kind of rule that prohibited students from being in the TA rooms, but right now she didn't care about that, not when the feeling of Alison's lips on her neck felt like fire against the chill of coming in from outdoors and sparked a warm, bubbly feeling inside of the girl. She had to stop from grabbing onto the girl the second she pulled back from so generously giving her kisses and Starlin wanted to do the same exact thing to Alison, to treat her right like she she had just done for her, but she hesitated just long enough to catch Alison in that final kiss, relaxing into the girl's touch almost instantly. "Hi," Starlin whispered when the girl pulled away and she couldn't keep back the slight grin that was spread across her face as she shifted to link her arms around the girl's neck, leaning in to close the gap between them just slightly. "I really, really liked that." The idea of spending time with words didn't appeal to Starlin at this very moment, not when Alison had clearly just displayed her intentions, so she leaned in and kissed Alison deeply, putting all of her focus into this kiss because she wanted to make it last unlike the quick stream of kisses from before. She wanted to attach herself to Alison and never let go, and in this moment, Starlin knew that she was going to do that as best as she could because she couldn't think of anywhere she'd rather be in this very moment then here with Alison, doing exactly this.
Last night was fun!
Mhm, that makes sense. I’m not really into any drugs or anything. I had one beer, but that’s about it. I think there are plenty of ways to have fun without taking anything, you know? I want to remember my teenage years.You’re welcome.
Yeah I don't do any of that stuff because it's not something I should be doing whenever I'm training, but I guess maybe far off in the future I'll consider trying it. I think it's more fun to figure out a way to have fun without it.
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Last night was fun!
Same here! I’ve never really been to a high school party, so I didn’t know what to expect, but it was really fun. I thought it was going to be a lot crazier, but it was actually quite relaxing. It’s nice to meet you, Starlin! That’s a pretty name.
I've been to one and it was pretty fun but this one was a lot better. The last one I was at was at someone's house and it was kind of crazy and this one was pretty crazy too but it was so much better? Thank you, and it's really nice to meet you too, Jacob.
