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THE    FIVE    SENSES     /      SENTENCE    STARTERS  .

some   may   be   nsfw   and   /   or   be   triggering.   

01    :     TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

​❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

​❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

​❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

​❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

​❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

​❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

​❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

​❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

​❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞ 

02     :      TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

​❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

​❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

​❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

​❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

​❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

​❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

​❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

​❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

​❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

​❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

​❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

​❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03     :      SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

​❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

​❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

​❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

​❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

​❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

​❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

​❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

​❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

​❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

​❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

​❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

​❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04     :      SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

​❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

​❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

​❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

​❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

​❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

​❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

​❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

​❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

​❝ i could hear screams … ❞

​❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

​❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

​❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05     :      SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

​❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

​❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

​❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

​❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

​❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

​❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

​❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

​❝ are you smelling me? ❞

​❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

​❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

​❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

​❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

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❃ !!

❃ = dancing with them

“Oh! You were referring to me?” Of course he was, Alma. Who wouldn’t ask the queen for an opportunity to dance with them. But she wasn’t quite sure how to respond to this offer. Not that dancing with the King of Melcio seemed like a bad offer. (Quite the opposite in fact. He was a rather cute king, wasn’t he?) But... Well she had never really danced with anyone before. Usually she was able excuse herself from dancing at least in a formal setting. But she supposed she couldn’t excuse herself this time. She hastily agreed to dance and off they went, circling around on the dancefloor.

She hopped he didn’t notice that she was just mimicking his moves.

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¶ «–– what an awful scenario to find oneself in !!

At first, she was having a pleasant dream. She dreamt of her old mentor, his graying hair and his crooked smile. She was fourteen all over again and they were working on magnificent creations in the basement of his shop. He was teaching her how to properly clean metal of rust and decay so that they look and work as if they were brand new. She knew this lesson already and he had to have taught her it a million times. But this was one of the few times she didn’t mind hearing him go on and on. There was a lingering dread in her heart, as if she knew something awful was going to happen but if she focused on him speaking, it didn’t feel so bad. But as he gestured for her to try to mixture on a rusted slab of metal, she only looked down at it, overcome with an odd urge. She picked up the small slab and licked it clean of the rust it had. It was only when she was done, that she was truly disturbed by how odd the action was. She looked at her mentor’s face only to see it distort out of shape, a mumbled warning coming from where his mouth once was.

Alma woke up to the taste of rust and iron in her mouth, smacking her lips against the taste. She groaned in pain as her head was throbbing uncontrollably. Moving to get herself up only made her realize that her wrists were chained together. She had to roll over the force herself up to a sitting position and it was then she realized that she wasn’t in her room anymore. The cell she found herself trapped in was incredibly dark, with no sense of what time it was or how many hours (or perhaps days) she was passed out for. It felt like there was another person there with her but she couldn’t make heads or tails of who they were. Not until her eyes could adjust to the darkness.

She groaned, putting her head into her hands in a feeble attempt to get her head together. Worse still, her chest felt as if there was a heavy weight placed upon it, restricting her breathing. No, in actuality it felt as if something heavy was squirming frantically inside of her, slamming itself against her lungs and her ribs. She wanted to throw up but it seemed she was incapable of even doing that much. Thus disallowing whatever was in her to stay right where it was, a burden in her body rather than a benefit. 

“Ugh what am I going to do....?” She had to be kidnapped, right?

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📖 OPENING LINES FROM LITERATURE;; STARTER SENTENCES. 📖

❛ To get there you follow Highway 58, going northeast out of the city, and it is a good highway and new. ❜

❛ My high school friends have begun to suspect I haven’t told them the full story of my life. ❜

❛ _____ didn’t know if he could fart his way into a major diplomatic incident. But he was ready to find out. ❜

❛ Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. ❜

❛ Who is _____? ❜

❛ I’ve been called _____ all my life, but my name’s _____. ❜

❛ The world is what it is; men who are nothing, who allow themselves to become nothing, have no place in it. ❜

❛ There are sores which slowly erode the mind in solitude like a kind of canker. ❜

❛ The building was on fire, and it wasn’t my fault. ❜

❛ I shall clasp my hands together and bow to the corners of the world. ❜

❛ Ba-room, ba-room, ba-room, baripity, baripity, baripity, baripity–Good. ❜

❛ The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. ❜

❛ Time is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space. ❜

❛ If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth. ❜

❛ They murdered him. ❜

❛ If you’re going to read this, don’t bother. ❜

❛ You better not never tell nobody but God. ❜

❛ A voice comes to one in the dark. ❜

❛ The cosmos is all that is or ever was or ever will be. ❜

❛ It was the day my grandmother exploded. ❜

❛ It was 7 minutes after midnight. ❜

❛ When a day that you happen to know is Wednesday starts off by sounding like Sunday, there is something seriously wrong somewhere. ❜

❛ Conventions, like clichés, have a way of surviving their own usefulness. ❜

❛ This time there would be no witnesses. ❜

❛ That’s good thinking there, _____. ❜

❛ _____ was drunk. ❜

❛ In a sense, I am _____. ❜

❛ The beginning is simple to mark. ❜

❛ What about the teakettle? What if the spout opened and closed when the steam came out, so it would become a mouth, and it could whistle pretty melodies, or do Shakespeare, or just crack up with me. ❜

❛ It was a pleasure to burn. ❜

❛ It was like so, but wasn’t. ❜

❛ In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. ❜

❛ I told you last night that I might be gone sometime, and you said, Where, and I said, To be with the Good Lord, and you said, Why, and I said, Because I’m old, and you said, I don’t think you’re old. ❜

❛ Everyone had always said that _____ would be a preacher when he grew up, just like his father. ❜

❛ The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. ❜

❛ It was time to whip the god. ❜

❛ This is the saddest story I have ever heard. ❜

❛ There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife. ❜

❛ A screaming comes across the sky. ❜

❛ In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since. ❜

❛ No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. ❜

❛ When I wake up, the other side of the bed is cold. ❜

❛ For a long time, I went to bed early. ❜

❛ I am an invisible man. ❜

❛ The first time I read the ad, I choked and cursed and spat and threw the paper to the floor. ❜

❛ Kidnapping children is never a good idea; all the same, sometimes it has to be done. ❜

❛ There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. ❜

❛ The sun rose slowly, as if it wasn’t sure it was worth the effort. ❜

❛ _____, light of my life, fire of my loins. ❜

❛ My purpose is to tell of bodies which have been transformed into shapes of a different kind. ❜

❛ Call me _____ ❜

❛ I am a sick man… I am a spiteful man. I am an unpleasant man. I think my liver is diseased. ❜

❛ All children, except one, grow up. ❜

❛ My wound is geography. ❜

❛ He was born with the gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad. ❜

❛ All this happened, more or less. ❜

❛ Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Four shots ripped into my groin and I was off on the greatest adventure of my life! ❜

❛ True! - nervous - very, very nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? ❜

❛ Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board. ❜

❛ In my earliest memory, my grandfather is as bald as a stone and he takes me to see the tigers. ❜

❛ Not every 13-year-old girl is accused of murder, brought to trial, and found guilty. ❜

❛ Where now? Who now? When now? ❜

❛ Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. ❜

❛ Nothing ever begins. ❜

❛ It was a dark and stormy night. ❜

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¶ «–– @felsiic has a vistor !! 

Oh this... was troubling. Alma wasn’t the type to eavesdrop on anyone, she promised! Well perhaps she liked to watch people a little too closely. She did get complaints in the past that she had a habit of staring people, often without blinking even. Although she had a good reason for that. Well, it wasn’t a good reason for the object of her vision but it was a good enough reason for her. How else was she supposed to learn more about other people? But people might complain that she was taking the phrase “walk a mile in their shoes” a bit too literally. 

Nevertheless, this was not a time when she was observing someone. No, she happened upon him by accident, looking for something that she had lost recently. She had found the object but not in the way that she suspected. This person seemed to be questioning a young woman sitting on a bench and looking through a newspaper. Perhaps he was lost and asking for directions. Or maybe she was sitting on something of his and he was trying to get her attention. Whatever it was, it was troubling for Alma.

Yet she couldn’t help but watch the scene play out even more. It was simply so fascinating and bewildering at the same time. In her mind, she tried to think of a way to properly interject but a part of her almost didn’t want to. Wouldn’t it be fascinating to see how long this all played out? It was probably an awful thing to think but here she was, thinking it. She watching for a couple of minutes longer before eventually growing bored of it. She needed to get her object back after all.

“Err- Excuse me but... You know you’re talking to a doll right?” Granted it was a finely crafted doll that looked much too human. She would know after all, having created it herself. “I would let you keep up your conversation but... I need it back.” 

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¶ «–– @kekliss has a visitor !! 

Alma was blessed with a lovely face and a lovely body and she would be lying if she said that it didn’t benefit her from time and again. But there was times when her looks simply got in her way. Not everyone knew what the Queen of Gralice even looked like although in her “reign,” there were more public appearances than what could be remembered in history. It was unfortunate that she knew the reason for that.  But for other times, she would leave her queenly attire behind and dress as a commoner like how she remembered being but even then she would get a rogue glance here and there, practically everywhere. 

On some days she would entertain it, certainly. But today was not one of those days. She had a rather stressful day between managing accounts for the kingdom and managing the appetite of the thing that lived inside her. If she was being completely honest, she wanted to be alone. Well perhaps not completely alone. She didn’t trust herself to be completely alone. She didn’t trust herself to be alone with someone vying for her body either but that was beside the point.

Bakeries though, those were safe places for her. The warm scent of baking bread with a hint of sugar in the air brought memories of when things weren’t completely awful in her childhood. Also who would bother someone stuffing their face full of sweets and baked items? Not Alma at least. She stood a distance away from the line though, staring up at the menu in thought. This was her first time in this particular place and she was a bit at a lost. Sure, she could just order everything off the menu, even five of everything but that would certainly draw more attention to herself, wouldn’t it? 

“Excuse me? May I borrow you for a moment? I just need your opinion on something.” 

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••• so i’m fucking moving soon and I’ve been working on packing my stuff up annnnd i’m going down to my dad’s for a bit soon too but.....

why not have a starter call?? lol

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tag dump !! 

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testing !!

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This is the story of a man who is falling from a fifty-story building. The guy, as he’s falling, repeats to himself:       So far, so good,       So far, so good,       So far, so good, But what’s important isn’t the fall. It’s the landing.

La Haine, dir. M. Kassovitz (via xmusiings)

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despite it all, I’ve survived.

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s-hoyo:

ALEX BENEDETTO