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I don't know. I'd take a whack at it.

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Sorry I haven't been around much, I am currently looking for a new job and getting things together for school and the past few weekends I haven't really been home.

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Mother with her mother.

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salt in the wound

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Norma bates

Bringing literal meaning to the term “MILF”

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“sparkling water” sounds… so pure. so aesthetically pleasing. but in actuality? it is…. Repulsive

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Hellraiser |1987| Clive Barker

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      Norma glared up to him. Of course he didn’t understand.

      “I did,” she replied with a sigh. Her eyes averted, looking off towards the puddle of blood on the ground. “You have no idea.”

❂ = wiping blood off their face

Caleb stared in shocked awe at Norma as she used the rag to wipe away at streams of blood.

“Yeah,” he said finally, after what felt like a year, “But did you need to stab him that many times, though?”

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      “I’m not quitting on you!” She nearly cried, stopping at the bottom of the stairs.

      She was desperate, at her wit's end with no idea on what her next move was supposed to be. Moving here should have helped everything. They were somewhere new, somewhere where they were able to start over. Why weren’t things getting any better?

      “I’m trying to help you, Norman. I just don’t know how.”

      Tears starting to fall down her cheeks, she timidly approached him. Things between them had been touchy, making her feel as though she had to treat him like a china doll.

      “You won’t let me help you.”

"I can't do this anymore, Norman! I can't!"

“Oh, of course, you can’t do it anymore. And it all only comes to an end when you can’t do it— even though you’re the one who moved us here, Mother. You’re the one who wants me locked up. You’re the one who made up the rules to this game! You can’t just call it quits like that. You said you wouldn’t give up on me. Did…. did that mean nothing, Mother? Were they just words to you?”

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     Norma thickly swallowed, shifting her weight onto her other foot. It wasn’t exactly a body this time. It was bigger than that. She was at the end of her rope here with a child that wanted her and her husband dead. Well, not a child per day, but that was part of the problem, that he wasn’t a child -- he was a grown man intent on getting what he wanted no matter what the cost.

     This wasn’t some eye for an eye type deal where she wanted to get rid of Norman, that was the last thing she would ever ask for. No, she needed help, real help.

     “I don’t need you to hide a body,” she started.

     Looking up to him with her sad, puppy dog eyes, she took a few steady steps towards him. “As a doctor, I get this feeling that you’re the type that would do what’s best and not just follow the guidelines,” she stated.

     The man clearly lacked morals. It wasn’t all that far fetched of an idea to think that maybe he would use the barbaric procedures that produced results. That was what important here, right? Getting her boy back without having to go through all the hassle and the extra waiting time for lesser results?

     “My son needs help.”

"I need your help with something."

“Is that so? If I recall, the last time youneeded my help…you left me standing at the altar.”

“So, if it involves hidingone of your son's dead bodies like I anticipate—then I’m afraid you’re on yourown...Ms. Bates.”

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      Norma rolled her eyes at the remark. How could she be making sarcastic comments at such a grave time? Sure, she had no idea the fight they had earlier, or maybe she did, but either way she clearly did not see the seriousness in the matter.

      “I guess I’m on my own then,” she huffed, turning on her heel to head towards the door.

"Have you seen Norman? He's been gone for a few hours now."

Elizabeth looked up from her English book and pulled an bud from out of her left ear. She hadn’t even know that her best friend was missing in action. Odd. Normally he mentions something. “I dunno…I’ve been doing my homework…” She paused slightly and closed her textbook. “I haven’t seen any older unhinged women around here that he’d be attracted to …so who knows where he wandered off to…supplies for his taxidermy stuff maybe?”

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I told you it was normal to look, not to touch the butt. 

“You can’t help what you think, what your impulses are.

We all have crazy ones. I do.”  Norma Bates l 3x08

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Hey! Sorry, work’s a bitch and my schedule has been weird. Replies coming tomorrow  for @mignon19001 @droliverthredsonmd @averyweakconfusedboy @costaricaaguitars