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What’s my biggest fear? Easy. Ending up like my father.

Ten word story #39 (via sylviaplathwrites)

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Hello! How are you?

moving from one crisis to another as elegantly as I can 

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I’m made up of black coffee, untamed hair, and poorly suppressed anger.

The Never Book (via auideas)

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huntingchase:

          @mishameyers || closed starter !!

          david hasn’t been WAITING long, but impatience has already risen its ugly head. it’s only been about ten minutes, and yet… he feels as though he’s been PLAYING around with his knife for LITERAL HOURS. the worst side effect of sociopathy: BOREDOM. it went without saying that he’s already started DRINKING, too. maybe it isn’t a good idea to drink half the bottle in so little time, but none of his ideas are made with CONSEQUENCES in mind. especially not when there’s IMPATIENCE involved.

          just about when he thinks he might wither and die, the KNOCK he’s been listening for finally sounds from the door. ❝ it’s open, ❞ he calls, finally tucking his blade into his back pocket. he’ll need it for LATER. ❝ you can lock it on your way in. or not. ❞ 

misha could have been there sooner -- wanted to be there sooner in fact, but they didn’t want to seem too eager. they’d learned early on to always make sure the client thought that they weren’t getting anything but money out of the encounter. if they kept the illusion of emotional distance they kept from imploding on the spot. so instead they’d taken a minute to put on the matching bralette and panties they’d just gotten in the mail and had a shot. 

once they’d found the right door they knocked, and when instructed, pulled the door open and went in, shutting the door and remaining facing the door. before they turned around to face david, they pulled their tshirt off and turned the lock. 

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1000 Picspams Challenge | #124 - Modern Dionysus

the strongest drug that exists for a human is another human being

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Under your skin the moon is alive.

Pablo Neruda, “Ode to a Naked Beauty” (via wordsnquotes)

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irishdcddy: 

           there’s a laugh, an honest one. his hands are already opening the gate, “alright pretty boy, go on in. i know yeh don’t want an old man like me poking you, but yeh did flatter me.” pushing it open, declan winks at the kid. “go wrap those lips around some married man inside, i won’t tell.”

misha grinned as the gate opened. “thanks!” and pressed a quick kiss to declan’s cheek as they pushed pass, through the gate. While they were still close to the man they leaned in and whispered, “I wasn’t joking about the confessional blowjob”, and slipped their business card into his back pocket. 

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