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basically, i moved oxana over there, so for those still interested… you’ll find me there!

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breaking news: i'm still breathing.

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Check out this sheet of RIDICULOUS potential sentence starters I found:

A hard on doesn’t count as personal growth.

Do I look like a fucking people person?

This isn’t an office. It’s Hell with fluorescent lighting.

I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it left.

I pretend to work. You pretend to pay me.

If I throw a stick, will you leave?

And just how may I screw you over today?

And your crybaby whiny-assed opinion would be…?

I’m just working here ‘till a good fast food job opens up.

I’m not your type; I’m not inflatable.

I’m trying to imagine you with a personality.

Someone here is is thinking about sex. Okay, it’s me.

I have a computer, a vibrator, and pizza delivery. Why should I leave the house?

I just want revenge. Is that so wrong?

It’s sick the way you people keep having sex without me.

I work 40 hours a week to be this poor.

Okay, okay, I take it back! Unfuck you!

Nice perfume. Must you marinate in it?

You look like shit. Is that the style now?

Earth is full. Go home.

I thought I wanted a career; turns out all I wanted was paychecks.

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    ❝I—I've missed you,         I really have.❞

▯▯▯▯▐      ❝——No— no, I believe you.                                 I do.❞

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❝ i—if you have not noticed, there    is two of us locked up in this cell. ❞

❝ i think dying in an asylum is    a good enough reason. ❞

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leaving soon,  so  KISSES ALL OF YOU.

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      ❝I—...I understand if you choose            not to b—believe me, this time. ❞

▯▯▯▯▐      ❝——You promise?                           … okay.❞

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        "—... s—sir? Are you alright?"

                ” ——… “

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      "W—Why would someone be s—screaming?"

     "No it sounds…. different, like someone screaming."

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         ❝—No, I am not. I promise.❞

▯▯▯▯▐      ❝——So you’re not… not going                    to leave again, are you?❞

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     "H—Hopefully, not that of something important b—breaking."

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“What’s that sound?”

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   ❝ girls do not care. you're just         being rude for no reason. ❞

     ❝ i’m not an idiot. girls are sensitive         to that sort of thing. ❞

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       ❝P—Please, y—you know I would            never give up on you. I promised            I wouldn't. I—I just had to leave—            for my own safety. A—And yours.❞

▯▯▯▯▐      ❝——How many times are you                    going to come back before you                    give up?❞

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      [ again, there is that strange, foreign sensation.           creeping onto her skin, teasing her thigh. still           she stands under the warm flood, lips parting           ever so slightly as to let a soft sigh escape. it           is sort of... pleasant, the mutant tell herself —           easing herself into his invisible touch. ] 

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     [ his powers is an extension of himself,        that’s how he has so much control over it.        he doesn’t let it control him. right now he        subconsciously runs his eyes over her body        how small and petite she was — using his        body as a base, he runs his fingers up        his own thigh, trying to mimic it perfectly        onto her own body. ]

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      ❝—... Yes.❞

▯▯▯▯▐      ❝——You came back?❞

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OKAY CONNARD. 

TU ME FAIS PEUR COMME CA. GENRE.

T'AS CRU QUE TU POUVAIS. 

QUELLE MERDE.