hate-this-city

You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.
every boyfriend is the one,
until otherwise proven.
the good are never easy,
the easy never good
and it never happens
like you think it really should.
deception and perfection
are wonderful traits
one will breed love,
the other hate.
you’ll find me in the lonely hearts
under ‘im after a brand new start’…
—  Marina and the Diamonds

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grunge/ lucid ☯

AU WORLD: Safety Precautions
  • Hesperus:
  • I was still rather downcast about what happened a few nights ago on my watch. I was trying to be redeemed by volunteering extra security for the Soulflyer Royals in the city. I sprint run after the youngest Princess once she crossed the street of the Sulez skyscraper where my team was stationed in cloaks keeping an eye out for any unwanted activity. The desolate of this city hate royals more then the rich. We do not want to start planetary war with our next door stystum thanks to the increasing crime rate.
  • The consul was thinking about cancelling our planet for refugees 24/7 and keeping it open only a few times a day till we catch some of these trouble makers and clean the streets up some more. I hope it pulls though this time. There has been talk for years.. its all the same thing.
  • "Your highness..if I may have a moment...please let me accompany you. We are having problems in security and Lyrasia wants to do all it can to proviude you and your people the best expereince here."

Story time! So last weekend I went to a hockey game with this guy and on the way back from the game we got on the bus and I casually asked the bus driver how much it was. No big deal, right? But apparently he noticed my accent because he goes “American, eh???” and asks me where I’m from, so I tell him Chicago (yes I’m really from the suburbs but I’m rounding up). And he gives me this look and goes “The Windy City, eh? You know why they call it that?” And then he launches into this complicated story about how when they were building all the skyscrapers in Chicago they ordered the glass for the windows from Glasgow, where apparently windows are called “windys” and therefore Chicago is the only city in America where all the buildings have “windys” instead of windows. And I’m like. Standing there the whole time with my friend. Waiting for him to tell us how much the damn fare is. Like nevermind that this story is just completely and obviously false. Nevermind that I’ve lived in this city my entire life and there’s no way I’m gonna buy this shit. Nevermind that he apparently just had this ridiculous story chilling in his back pocket on the off chance a Chicagoan wanders into his Edinburgh bus. He would not let us pay until he finished his story. And we finally pay and turn around to actually, yknow, get on the bus, and there are like twenty people just staring at us like “why are these damn Americans taking so much time to pay” because apparently this man honest to God stopped for five full minutes in the middle of this route to lie to me about the city I grew up in.

Love is drowning in a deep well, out of secrets and nobody else to tell…Love Is Blindness…
—  Jack White

tfw u tip 300% on a drink tab and they kick u out 10 min later and throw away our unfinished drinks honestly fuck y’all I hate this dumbass city

my future partner is probably texting their bae right now about how they’re gonna be together forever. sike, see you in ten years bitch

something about this place

"why do you always wear black"
cause i’m ready for ur funeral bitch