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if you ever feel safe please remember that im out there

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀ “yeah, well. you never really had a knack for keeping in touch with your family, did you? and what part of it seems to be going well? the fact that my best friend seems to be my hand or the fact that i've been stood up for a second date?"

"now, why would i be jealous? it's been... what, two years? anyone would think that someone hasn't gotten over the other with still being jealous," suddenly looking nervous and nursing his mug closer to his chest. "i'm glad that you're doing... whatever it is that you do. girl power." raising his fist in solidarity. "aren't you cold?" liam asked, eyeing the thin pair of tights encasing lola's legs.

" she talks to you more than she talks to me, but she keeps me in the loop. seems like your love life is going well though, all things considered. or have you been feeding my spy false information? "

lola takes a sip of her takeout coffee, a cheeky glint in her eye as she tries to make liam squirm. " i'm sure she's told you all about mine. i know you've been asking. has your jealousy subsided at all? "

he was the last person she expected to see today, but she was thankful for the impromptu entertainment.

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀ “i was about to say i call your sister sometimes, but that feels wrong. she calls me too, i feel like it's for a casual chat but she's always wanting to know more about my love life—does she tell you about it? she tells me you're fine though, so i guess that's good, right?" / @praisepetrichorus

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀ "you keep telling me love is cosmic, but what does that mean? stop telling me your star is lonely, you're sounding like a hallmark card. i'll kick you out to back under your bridge if you carry on." / @applctun

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hi <3 sorry for my absence i’ve been an international jet setter and my blog got deleted in the midst of that, but i’ll try and be active tonight!!

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i promise.. i haven’t ghosted anyone.. i am low activity but also im omw to romania for the tail end of this week 🙏 may my replies be fruitful and quick on sunday ♥️

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀ "i don't want to talk about futas with my boyfriend. do you not have any friends to discuss this with? wouldn't it be like talking about your sex life with your nan?" ainsley listened as isaac lamented about his confessions à la usher. her head leant against his shoulder as she listened to him, the tow of them bouncing at the back of the bus from the delayed speed bump. "aw, that's the isaac i know," ainsley reached up and gently squeezed his cheek. "was that when you went back to your mum's covered in blood or when you had that black eye because someone hit you in the face? oh no, don't tell me that ten year old threw a rock at you again?" ainsley listened to him further, arm moving to wrap around his before giggling as he mentioned the mother mary milkers. "i'll block the exit with your bike, don't worry. teamwork makes the dream work, right?"

ʚɞ  。 𑁯 ֺ        "no, i found the reddit forum on your laptop with your mother. we assumed it was andrew at first being conflicted about his bisexuality, but when we sat him down for a powerpoint all fingers pointed back to yourself. it's okay, you can talk to me." head lowering and wishing ainsley wasn't going through such conflicting feelings, he felt that bringing it up himself would allow her to speak of her strange interests. or, to at least not be haunted and embarrassed by them. arms dropping down to his side at jab on how he dressed, both hands came to clutch his ears as his head rested against the bus window. lips curled into a frown, wishing he'd never worn clothes to begin with. "i have a confession. a different one to ushers." he suddenly muttered, peering over at ainsley out of the corner of his eye. "i used to mug, but one of them threw said aldi wooden sets at me and ... i'm scared of them now. there were wooden burgers, spatulas. then, i turned around and stabbed the man in return." uncertain if he did or just slashed him, but dramatics always made for a better story. "i lay him down under some hedging. flat, may i add. he looked like an old, sickly virgin waiting to be taken into christ's bosoms. mother mary milkers." he continued to explain, sitting up once he'd finished reliving his trauma. "i haven't mugged since ... to be fair, this was only last night so i haven't been celibate from it for very long. i'll do a mugging down at spar if i get antsy, it's hard to go cold turkey."

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀"that doesn't sound like such a bad comparison, i thought i was being nice. i could've said they were like lemons in pillowcases. skinny and saggy, with only a slight bit of weight to them." a shrug come from his shoulders as he smiled at the other. "i like the rotisserie chicken from tesco's deli counter, do you remember when they used to do the chicken nuggets for cheap at the end of the day when they had no takers? that's a bit what your arse looks like, the chicken nuggets."

ʚɞ  。 𑁯 ֺ         "the fuck?! two yams?" standing up straight, a hand coming to cover over her exposed chest. "who seduces someone into bed, tries to hit it from behind and compares them to fucking yams?! how would you like it if i told you that your ass was like two rotisserie chickens stuffed into a pair of tesco's finest?"

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀looking towards her client, gigi gasped. "you think i'm some sort of," she looked around, before covering ziggy's ears. "fish murderer?" she asked in disbelief, her whisper harsh. "don't come in here with all that prophetic nonsense again, i'll have to ask you to leave and issue a lifetime ban. i told you before it makes all the other clients in the waiting room nervous." gigi looked towards ruxi's sweater, counting the holes in the vest that seemed to be similar to ziggy's—she couldn't help that she dropped stitches, she wasn't so sure what it was that she was doing wrong. "your, uh, sweater is... um... holy? and i don't mean religious."

୧ ‧₊˚ 🀄 ⋅ in spite of gigi's request, ruxi did not break eye contact with the dog. which of them feared the other the most ?? hard to tell. one thing for sure, ruxi was not amused by the fact that they were wearing matching sweaters. ❝ you know what they say : we should keep the dead before our eyes, and honor them as though still living. ❞ he sighed longingly, finally lowering his eyelids. now that the wretched beast was out of his sight, ruxi relaxed his shoulders.

❝ do you truly have faith in your own credentials ?? this is the third time an innocent fish of mine has passed after consulting with you. do you bear ill will towards goldfish ?? ridiculous. ❞

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀ "i'll leave the country before you take away my bloody shower head, i don't care if you paid for it—you gave it to me. you know the water is too harsh for my pretty little head here." maxine frowned, before moving a hand to clamp over his mouth as carne went on about the spiel on haemorrhoids. "will you shut up? i'll remember that next time you've come to me asking me to put ointment on them or shove a suppository up your arse. i'm starting to think you just liked the feeling." she shuddered, before she sat atop of the multipack of toilet roll the two had just bought.

ʚɞ  。 𑁯 ֺ        "are you trying to do that gaslighting thing that never works? i don't know why you're concerned about me having haemorrhoid's when you didn't shit for three days and when you did, it smelled like nuclear waste." glancing down at her hands, hoping she didn't try touch him in fear of shit being on them right now. "i'm taking back the toilet roll and leaving you with nothing and i'm taking the showerhead too. you can buy your own and install it any time you dare to wash, maxi pad."

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀ "nah, you're definitely reading way too much into this. i never sent that, do you want me that badly that you've changed a contact in your phone to my details?" he pet the top of her head. "you're so sweet, yuro. i'm just not interested in you in that way, you know? also, i think you might need to brush up on your european history..."

ʚɞ  。 𑁯 ֺ        "i'm not a judge, but i am judging you." unappreciative of the jesting, her entire tone switched. "n-no, i love weird al yankovic." scoffing out, clearing her throat; unknowing to who that was. "i think his discreet take down of the ussr was inspiring and that birthmark on his forehead made him recognisable as a leader." biting back with pure confidence, both palms came to rest flat against her desk. "and could you elaborate on 'please, mommy. scratch my tummy until i bust on your breast. your breast is my best'. has a repressed memory resurfaced and it's led to ... this trauma?"

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀"and water is wet...?" liam said as the other stated that they wasn't funny, eyes widening in a loss of interest and finding his head slowly following the direction in which a fly had been buzzing around. "i have no idea what you're talking about—we need to get you offline, it's not healthy that you're so logged in." he paused to think as she proposed the question, taking about five minutes to think it over before a slow no come from his being. "money doesn't matter, margot. i'll take a steel baseball bat to every ai producing product in the world before they take my job away from me."

"see... this is why i couldn't have that job... i am not funny. like, at all..." plenty more reasons for that, but... go on !! "a miserable fuck like me would make too many jokes about the world ending soon... — and telling them to stream 'armageddon' by aespa." ever seen a sad girl listening to songs like that ?? now you have !! a breakthrough !! "no... i mean... — if it pays well, i'd understand. so... does it ?? pay well ?? you're lucky the ai-fanatics didn't replace you with chatgpt... although, i think that it may not happen... they haven't quite covered that niche market... yet."

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀"maybe if you stopped spending all your money on hot wheels and potato chips then you could get proper glasses?" she knocked on the others forehead. "the call is coming from inside the house, dumbass. maybe you should stop getting so distracted at these 'side-quests' you've got going on," hands moved to the waistband of byeol's pants as ainsley tried to shove a packet of spaghetti in the waistband. "dinner tonight. you'd want them to talk about pussy at an event about cats? that's like... like... fork in the kitchen, no? unless you mea—oh. gross, byeol. we're not allowed to talk about our flowers like that."

"i cannot fuckin' read, ains-tein." that was her only line of defense. "i am going blind, i need new glasses... and coincidentally, i'm not able to back out of a thing that i've gotten myself into, so... — a cat expo was, allegedly, a side-quest of mine..." the disappointment in byeol's voice could only mean one thing — thinly-veiled embarrassment. "i wish they talked about pussy, instead. not at that weird gathering, but just... in general. i'd feel inclined to participate, even..."

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀"what do you mean i have no rizz? what is rizz, miyool? how do you even know what that word means—you restrict your internet time at the library. are you telling me you spend the hour of allotted internet time on urban dictionary so you can be 'down with the kids'?" sora asked, fingers acting like air quotation marks. "also, i don't make weird observations about you that no one else does. i'm sure everyone else makes those observations about you, they just don't do it to your face." hand moved to cup the others face, before her fingers turned to pinch her cheeks. / @worstguy

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀"c-can you please be nice to me? i... i'm in my twenties, you have no idea what that does to a person. or maybe you don't remember... you look about sixty..." / @lovscenarios

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୨९⠀˙⠀꒱⠀"like, your hair is great—it's nice. but you didn't need to change the colour and style just because you were on the world's worst rated gingers list in high school. what... what did you score, anyway? do you have pictures?" / @lovscenarios