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get off my nerves and get on top of me

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yknow that feeling where youre making out and then that person gets on top of you and uses their legs to spread yours so they can fit between them and grind against you bc ya

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cat logic is so simple yet so effective. dont like something? smack it as far away from you as possible. literally flawless reasoning.

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whoever first decided to stab small holes in their ears so they could put shiny things in it was a fucking genius

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keep yourself busy so you can stay out of your feelings.

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good evening. if anyone’s interested in following yet another dash-only fandombless oc, then please like/reblog this post! this dumb man is an artificial angel oc & did i mention that he’s dumb? thank you.

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plot call !! i want to interact but i’m empty on starter s o sdfgkhlsk

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isolaras‌:

initial question freezes plaything,  caught like a deer in headlights.  eyes only wide for a moment,  ‘fore they close n’ lips begin sliding with beginnings of a smile.  “ah .. yeah,  my mister gets a little rough sometimes,  that’s all.”  this client in particular,  but he didn’t necessarily mind.  it was the tiny bits of gravel he’d have to wash out of his knees later that he minded.

it hurt,  but s’pose the payout was worth it in the end.  as client says,  along with other .. hurtful things.  boots tap soft to concrete in his approach,  perfume of roses sent forth the closer he became.  a spritz to wrist and throat,  small and not suffocating but certainly sweet.  “thank you for letting me use it,  i didn’t really want to buy him one .. even if they are cheap.”  hand is then held out,  offering item back.

eyes settled on the other , the nearly sickeningly sweet attitude with the marks of violence on his body. somehow it gets on his nerves as fingers subconsciously slowly curl into fists; the fact that someone had the audacity to even raise a hand at him. that his mister assumably did more than raise a hand & he pretends to be okay with it.

“ keep it. “ junwoo pulls out his second lighter out of his pocket , curtly waving it before slipping it back in & puts out the cigarette on top of a trashcan. “ so .. your mister , does he do it often ? “

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NOT AFRAID ANYMORE // HALSEY

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i got scars on me, no love.

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blood coming down like a waterfall.

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