for someone somewhere you are the only one

Choose life
Choose Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and hope that someone, somewhere cares
Choose looking up old flames, wishing you’d done it all differently
And choose watching history repeat itself
Choose your future
Choose reality TV, slut shaming, revenge porn
Choose a zero hour contract, a two hour journey to work
And choose the same for your kids, only worse, and smother the pain with an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody’s kitchen
And then… take a deep breath
You’re an addict, so be addicted
Just be addicted to something else
Choose the ones you love
Choose your future
Choose life
—  Mark Renton
Teddy Lupin’s hair was always Bubblegum Pink

From the first time Teddy ever saw a color photo of his mom, he’d kept it that way.
For the first couple of months after that, his whole head looked like he’d stuck it in a cotton candy machine. Some people tried to say something about it (mostly muggles who couldn’t believe someone would let their seven year old do that with their hair), Harry and Ginny ‘politely’ ignored them.
Even after he started experimenting with different colors to find something he liked and that felt like him, there was always some part of his hair (roots, tips, one whole half of his head, or even just a single little strip somewhere only really he knew about) that stayed bright pink in his mother’s memory.

(McGonagall nearly broke down in tears his seventh year when Teddy walked in sporting light brown hair. The only way you could tell it wasn’t Remus was the random bits of pink streaked everywhere.)

anonymous asked:

What motto would the 2ps have?

Life Mottos

2P!America: “Eat pussy not animals”

2P!China: “Support your local drug dealer”

2P!England: “Treat yourself to cake anytime you like because it’s someone’s birthday somewhere

2P!France: “Do what the fuck keeps you happy”

2P!Russia: “Violence is never the answer, you idiots”

2P!Italy: “Always be the most intelligent person in the room”

2P!Germany: “If no one from the future comes to stop you from doing something then how bad of a decision can it really be”

2P!Japan: “Only owe your loyalty to those whom you never had to question theirs”

2P!Canada: “What doesn’t kill you fucks you up mentally”

2P!Romano: “Life’s too short to wear boring clothes”

2P!Austria: “Find a role model and then become them… but better”

2P!Prussia: “Never be afraid to live your life”

Playlist on 8tracks: in love with her ⚢

Only a Girl - Gia // She Like Girls - Metro Station // Cliffs Edge - Hayley Kiyoko // Girls like Girls - Hayley Kiyoko // Night Go Slow - Catey Shaw // Against The Night - Catey Shaw // Horizon - Luna Blake // Warm On a Cold Night - Honne // I’m Yours - Alessia Cara // Magnets - Disclosure feat Lorde // Someone New - Hozier // Here Without You - 3 Doord Down // Wherever You Will Go - The Calling // Can’t Helo Falling In Love (Cover) - Twenty One Pilots // Carousel - Melanie Martinez // Is There Somewhere - Halsey // Ghost - Halsey.

first love (best friend!au)

summary: yoongi meets you, seated next to him at a familiar brown piano, and he steals you away hours before your wedding day, seated next to him at a familiar brown piano


yoongi’s been in love with you since childhood and he only has the courage to tell you when you’re about to marry someone else

relationship: yoongi x reader

words: 5,621

warnings: angst, sad yoongi, unrequited love (for a while), smut (suggested)

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

a/n: i wrote the beginning of this last year, when wings first came out and first love was my favorite song. originally, this had a completely different plot, but i felt more drawn to this one, so here’s a lil love and angst, as i know us yoongi biased hoes love~

A bang, screams, laughter… a wedding. Yoongi has never hated being somewhere more.

Well, it’s almost a wedding. He’s seated at the same table as the parents of the handsome soon-to-be groom and the beautiful soon-to-be bride, you, but he doesn’t belong there. The black haired boy is sitting amongst all of your family and friends and while they yell and dance in happiness, give out hugs to each other as if this is the very best day of their lives, he sits, a fake smile on his mouth as colorful confetti rains from the ceiling. It sticks to his hair and his face, and he feels sick.

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Monsta X Reaction to: You Being Jealous

Shownu: Might not know how to react. He’s unsure if you’re jealous from your own insecurities or if he hasn’t been loving enough lately.

“Why are you jealous?” he’ll wonder. “That model was only being friendly, they weren’t flirting with me.”

Originally posted by sonhyunwoomx

Wonho: Takes you to eat somewhere. He wants to take you out of the situation that made you jealous, while also discussing it over the meal.

“Why did you feel that way? Do you not trust me?”

Originally posted by mybabyoppa

Minhyuk: Won’t want to dwell on the uncomfortable topic. Instead he’ll aim to distract you by lifting up his shirt.

“Don’t feel jealous! You’re the only one who gets to touch my abs ~”

Originally posted by jhopefluxo

Kihyun: Gets a little annoyed that he’s showed you so much love yet you doubt him like this. “Listen, just because I talk to someone doesn’t mean I like them. I’m allowed to make new friends, aren’t I?”

Originally posted by hyungforever

Hyungwon: Also finds your jealousy annoying. He feels like he’s showed you as much love as possible. But instead of being annoyed at you, he’s more annoyed at himself. He blames himself for your jealousy, reasoning that he must not have proven himself enough to you for you to trust him.

Originally posted by wonhontology

Jooheon: Thinks it’s so cute how you’re jealous, especially if you have good reason to be e.g. someone confesses their feelings for him. Of course he’ll decline, he has you after all, but that doesn’t mean that he can’t bask in the feeling of being wanted.

“I’m so popular but the only one I want is my jagi ~”

Originally posted by garisanee

I.M: Found your jealousy ridiculous. He’s not the type to say much but his actions are how he shows his love. He wonders if he’s not good enough or if you’re really blind, unaware of how lovingly he looks at you and the way he blushes when you kiss him.

“Oh my goodness … What am I going to do with you?”

Originally posted by livelovelunch

Choose life
Choose Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and hope that someone, somewhere cares
Choose looking up old flames, wishing you’d done it all differently
And choose watching history repeat itself
Choose your future
Choose reality TV, slut shaming, revenge porn
Choose a zero hour contract, a two hour journey to work
And choose the same for your kids, only worse, and smother the pain with an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody’s kitchen
And then… take a deep breath
You’re an addict, so be addicted
Just be addicted to something else
Choose the ones you love
Choose your future
Choose life
—  T2 (Trainspotting 2)

Choose life. Choose facebook, twitter, instagram and hope that someone, somewhere cares. Choose looking up old flames, wishing you’d done it all differently. And choose watching history repeat itself. Choose your future. Choose reality TV, slutshaming, revenge porn. Choose a zero hour contract, a two hour journey to work, and choose the same for your kids, only worse. And smother the pain with an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody’s kitchen and then… 

take a deep breath. 

You’re an addict. So be addicted. Just be addicted to something else. Choose the ones you love, choose your future, choose life. 

T2: Trainspotting

Ooooh, but if the theory is true that Mirio was supposed to become All Might’s successor and he trained under him… plus the fact that so much of his body language reminds of All Might… and counting on the fact that my bad feeling will probably prove wrong and it turns out that he is a complete sweetheart…

Then I really, really want him to become good friends with Izuku. The supposed successor and the real successor. All Might’s fanboys. The aspiring young heroes who can wreck their enemies when they turn serious.

Not only would they be one hell of a tag-team, they would also drive at least Endeavor and perhaps Aizawa and Bakugou up the wall by how similar the two of them are to All Might. XD

You know, like… Mirio starts with a loud, “Don’t worry!”

And Izuku recognizes it and joins in, “Why?”

Before they finish simultaneously, “Because we are here!”

(Somewhere in the background, you can hear someone whisper, “Look at these dorks.”)

Soulmate AU

Got the idea from one of @phan-cannons Aus

-tattoo of the things your soulmates love spear on your skin
-lance has a tattoos of the moon, lyrics from emo songs that are actually really meaningful(he likes to read them when he’s sad or feels homesick), a red heart, and him
-about a year and a half ago the drawing of him showed up on his skin
-this meant that his soulmate was somewhere in the school
-the only question was who was it
-he started by checking all the astrology books that have been checked out
-because of the moon he has
-after that he tried looking for all the people who had checked out the books looking for someone wearing black and probably sitting in a corner
-there was only one person he didn’t look for and that was Keith because of course it could be him, he was lances rival, no matter how hot he was
-time passed and he forgot about his quest to find his soulmate
-next thing you know lance is in space fighting aliens as a part of Voltron
-so one day lance is heading to the bathroom to take a much needed shower
-after opening the door he stops, frozen
-there in front of him is Keith with his shirt off and a big tattoo of Ursa Major lances favorite constellation
-shocked Keith turns around only to show his front where there is a tattoo of curly writing that just says “family” placed on his shoulder
-near his hipbone is more writing that stars “friends”
-his stomach is covered in cartoon faces, lances favorite cartoon character faces
-Keith is frozen in shock until he realizes that lance figured it out
- lance is promptly shoved out of the bathroom and is left standing in the hallway with the knowledge that Keith is his soulmate
-later, after a very awkward diner, lance heads to Keith’s bedroom
-he finds Keith with his shirt of looking in the mirror
-Keith sees lance in the mirror but doesn’t turn around
-so Keith decides to do the only thing he can think of
-he kisses Keith
-Keith is shocked at first but soon melts into lances arms
-after they pull apart lance is a little dazed but soon recovers when he catches sight of something that wasn’t there before
-right over Keith’s heart is a tattoo of the one thing lance loves most, Keith

I think back to when you said that I would never find someone like you again. And I laugh. Today, you are an afterthought. A fringe idea. Two hands gripping a crumbling cliff. I don’t come to your rescue. I’ve stopped reaching for the picture of us smiling. It’s somewhere in a dump in Alabama. You only come up in conversation when someone says that they’re glad I’m doing better. My last meal was a full one. I’ve stopped losing sleep over you. Everything I was has only become better. I am collected in all the right places, I have all my pieces in play. No part of me is stagnant, no part of me is waiting to hear back from you. And if I ever stumble across a rainy day when maybe the prospect of being with someone is a warm one, the first person I think of is myself. You stop coming up altogether. If I ever have the displeasure of thinking of you, it comes up like something a cat would cough out. I don’t remember the last time a thought of you carried any meaning. I laugh because you had the pride to think that you were my everything. But how I see myself and my happiness will always be more than anything you had to offer.
—  When you move on and it actually feels great
Refuse to give up on the girl you used to be

You are doing this for her.
You are doing this for you.

Remember the eleven year old you who laced up her tennis shoes for the first time with her older brother.

Trying to keep up, she ran, walked, ran, walked.

But she did not give up then.

Vowed to run as fast as him someday.

Came back the next day, ran, ran, ran, only walked once.

But she did not give up.

She found joy instead. Called it a party after every race done, celebrated her whole body with every second she got closer to a record.

She didn’t know that this act, this sport, would one day break her heart.

Yet of course it did. Over and over again. Like anything else worth loving. That was the lesson of sixteen, seventeen, and eighteen.

But somewhere, along the way, amongst the heartbreak, you became someone she wouldn’t recognize. So you call yourself ‘she’ because it’s easier to pretend that that version of you still exists out there, hopeful, passionate, ready. You smile a sad smile. You think you are so different now.

Nearly nineteen, you gave up on the girl that practiced relentlessness and a fiery spirit every day, every run. No one blames you. The fight is so tiring sometimes.

But this is when you breathe. Shed your old skin. Accept who you used to be, let her go.

Let her go, but refuse to forget her. Refuse to forget yourself.

Do not forget your dreams, your goals, and especially that spunky preteen that found a home on the roads, the trails, and all the places her feet took her.

You are sunflowers in August and fireworks in the night sky. You have bloomed. Erupted. Your passion is contagious. You are everything you’ve needed to be and that girl you used to see in the mirror, want to say sorry to, she is proud.

She is so proud.

Refuse to forget that.

Choose life. Choose facebook, twitter, instagram and hope that someone, somewhere cares. Choose looking up old flames, wishing you’d done it all differently. And choose watching history repeat itself. Choose your future. Choose reality TV, slutshaming, revenge porn. Choose a zero hour contract, a two hour journey to work, and choose the same for your kids, only worse. And smother the pain with an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody’s kitchen and then…

take a deep breath. 

You’re an addict. So be addicted. Just be addicted to something else. Choose the ones you love, choose your future, choose life. 

T2: Trainspotting

High Tech Urban Legends to Like And Share

-If you fail to confirm your password, it becomes a captcha, unable to move on until someone retypes it correctly.
-If you follow the reblogs on some Tumblr posts long enough, you come back to where you started from. There is no original source. They were never written, only shared. If you find one, live your life by its advice.
-Though never seen, somewhere on the internet is the yettp://, which eats food blogs and excretes shitposts.
-Somewhere, hidden far from the decadence of society, is the one person who really just cares about Ray Bans and sharing the knowledge of Ray Bans with others. If you are chosen to meet them, you will receive a free car. It will take you to them. You will admire their shades, then go home, forever changed.
-Every science fact on social media is true, but not all of them are true of our universe. Other universes choose what is most strange or beautiful about their world to share with ours. Wish them well.

everyone says i’m nice
the nicest person they ever met
some even say i’m fake,
but i guess it is because they don’t know.

i once heard somewhere that if someone is nice to you,
but not to him or her,
they are not truly a nice person;
so i guess i’m not.
there is one person i’m terrible to:

i hate everything about me;
the way i walk, the way a speak, the way i present myself;
that i let other’s emotions affect me,
that i’m constantly seeking validation,
when I should be enough for me.

i hate that i’m anxious and depressed
that i feel numb for days,
until the only thing left for me to do is feel
everything at once.

i hate that i can’t bear to be with a lot of people for a lot of time,
but the moment i’m not participating, i feel terribly guilty;
as if there’s something wrong with me
with the way i feel
like it’s wrong that being with others drains me.

and i hate that you tried to love me and i didn’t let you;
i am painfully aware
of how much i made things harder for you
i hate that i craved your attention
while denying it;
i hate that i needed you,
but i didn’t let you be there
a walking paradox.

or at least that’s what i say to myself;
that you tried
because to admit that you didn’t
would mean you didn’t love me enough
because deep down, i know i’m not worthy of love,
yours, or anyone else’s.

you know, sometimes
i try to convince myself that i deserved better;
but the answer always comes too soon…
i did. i did deserve that,
every bit of it,
even the times when i knew you weren’t treating me fairly.

all because i’m too lonely, too terrible
and way too pathetic
to deserve anything other than solitude.

—  @your-best-friends-house

anonymous asked:

idk if you're taking prompts but yoonmin + secret relationship au?

yoongi has his hands in jimin’s hair, shirt off and on the floor somewhere as he lets himself get lost in the feeling of his boyfriend kissing down his tummy–until he hears the front door open. 

“jimin,” he whispers, bringing one hand down his boyfriend’s shoulder and squeezing, “jimin, stop, i think someone’s here.”

jimin stops but only to look up at yoongi as he hooks his fingers through the elder’s sweatpants, eyebrows furrowed as he tries to listen out for some sort of noise. “i don’t hear anything, hyung,” he whispers back before tugging at the sweatpants, bringing them down to yoongi’s knees when the elder lifts his hips for him. “now relax, let me s–”

“yoongi! you there?” a voice calls from the hallway, causing both yoongi and jimin to share a panicked look as they freeze in their places.

“shit,” yoongi hisses. “we can’t let anyone find out about us yet jiminnie, you’ll have to hide.”

jimin looks up at him incredulously. “what? where the hell am i supposed to hide?”

“i don’t know, just–” there’s a knock on the door then, and yoongi does the first thing he can think of which is throwing the duvet over his legs and concealing jimin underneath. “get down!”

the door clicks open the same time jimin lets out a defeated whine, and yoongi sighs; reaches one hand under the duvet to reassuringly stroke his hair just as seokjin walks into the room.

“hey,” he chirps, “i just came back to get my–” as soon as his gaze lands on yoongi, sitting shirtless in bed and with one hand under the covers, he stops in his tracks. “shit, i’m sorry–” he turns around and waves a hand as he walks back out right before yoongi can come up with some sort of excuse. “just–clean up before i get back.”

Glimmer // Jungkook x Reader

This scenario is dedicated to @kookiesandkreme as she asked me to write it for her for her birthday this year (March 21 - the times may be different but over here it’s March 21 already ☺). I think her username has changed which means I can’t tag her in it *cries* but if someone knows the updated one it would be much appreciated if you let me know so I can change it. But it’s also for all of you with birthdays today, so I hope ya’ll like it! Anyways, enjoy and HAPPY BIRTHDAY 

Genre: Fluff
Jungkook x reader
Length: 1k words

“Jungkook, what are you doing?” you asked him, your eyes still covered. He’d promised you a birthday surprise today and had taken you somewhere special, but since he was an idiot he hadn’t prepared a blindfold so the only way he could stop you from seeing your surprise was by using his hands instead.

“Trying to move this stupid crate,” he grunted as you heard him kick out at something wooden. “Who the hell put this here?” More kicking sounds. “And why isn’t it moving?!”

“You know, I promise to keep my eyes shut if you take them off to move it-” you started sneakily, but he cut you off immediately.

“Nope, don’t even try. I don’t trust you.”

“Well that’s nice,” you snapped back curtly, grinning all the same at his stubbornness. You were extremely curious to see where he’d taken you but he wasn’t budging. All that you knew of your surrounding was that there was quite a lot of people around. But the funny thing was it still felt like you were away from all the noise, as if the crowds of people were a decent distance away. You’d made a crazy run for it before so you could get a glimpse of your strange surprise location but somehow he’d managed to restrain you by hooking his leg around your ankles, keeping his hands over your eyes all the while. And yet now he couldn’t even move a stupid crate.

“We can’t go around it?” you tried.

“No. This pathway is kind of narrow,” he replied back slowly, clearly thinking hard about how to get around this obstacle.

“If you’re taking me off into some forest to kill me…” you said, moving your arms out around you to try and feel for the trunks of trees or something. But the only thing your fingers were met with were sharp thorns.

You yelped at the scratching pain on your hands, immediately looking down to see the damage even though you couldn’t see a thing thanks to Jungkook.

“For fuck’s sake Y/N, what did you do that for?” he asked as you cradled your poor hands to your chest. He hesitantly took his hands away from your face, your vision returning as he squeezed past you so that he was in front of you. He picked up your hands and squinted at them in the low light,  a little annoyed that his surprise had been ruined. But he couldn’t help but give in when you’d gotten hurt.

There were bloody scratches all over your palms and they stung like hell but you still took this opportunity to finally look around and see where you were. On both sides of you there was the spiny bush that had hurt you, and in front was the crate Jungkook had so much trouble moving. It looked pretty desolate and not much like a place you’d be taken for your birthday if you were completely honest. But in front of that, however, you saw a much prettier sight.

The thorny bush made a kind of arch around a beautiful view of a lake, glimmering warm light reflected on its surface. You watched in awe as the coloured lights danced over the water, wondering what could possibly be making that much movement. And then you saw the sparkling reflection of a ferris wheel and you realised what this must be.

“A carnival?” you breathed in amazement and Jungkook looked up from your hands, disappointed that you’d managed to see already. He’d been hoping for a more dramatic reveal. You let your hands drop from his and hopped over the crate, carefully making your way out of the bush so you could see properly, Jungkook following close behind. Once out in the open air, you could see everything.

You stood stock still, gazing at it all in amazement. You could see rows and rows of stalls lining the lake, crowds of people wandering happily from each one. Some carried colourful balloons while others were munching on popcorn and fairy floss, but each one wore a huge smile. The ferris wheel and the other rides towered over the lake and were the source of the beautiful lights you’d seen on the water, the sound of people laughing and yelling loud from all the way over where you stood. It was amazing, and you immediately turned back to Jungkook.

“This is so cool,” you said, grabbing his hand instantly. “I didn’t even know this carnival was happening tonight.”

“Neither did I, to be honest. Jimin hyung told me about it an hour ago,” he admitted with a small smile, and you could see he was still a little annoyed about his ruined surprise. You leaned in to press your lips to his in a soft but lingering kiss and he immediately reached out to cup your cheek, stepping closer to you. You broke off with a smile, his wide eyes gazing at you intently.

“Don’t feel bad, this is amazing.” You squeezed his fingers tightly. “Thank you.”

“Happy birthday Y/N,” he said softly, a grin slipping onto his face. He gently pecked you on the cheek, his eyelashes fluttering over your temple before he pulled away and started to walk.

You followed him eagerly, incredibly excited now that you knew where you were. “So what was your plan for tonight?” you asked him, sticking close to his shoulder as you both moved towards the throng of bustling people. You gazed at the sights around you as if you’d never seen anything this beautiful before, and if you were honest, you weren’t sure you had. It truly was an amazing sight.

He laughed at your question. “Plan? Didn’t I just tell you I only found out about it from Jimin hyung? I don’t even know what’s here,” he said, turning to you and grinning as you whipped your head around, trying to look at everything all at once. “You tell me what you want to do,” he said, raising his voice a little to speak over all the people making noise around you.

You smiled at being given the reins for the night, looking around for something you could do. You gasped as you spotted a stall not far from you.

“Can we go there?” you asked excitedly, pointing at it. “No, there!” you added hurriedly, changing direction. “Or maybe the one next to it!”

Jungkook muttered something under his breath with a smile. “You’re so annoying,” he told you, but the look in his eyes said different.

“I love you too,” you grinned, hurriedly moving in front of him and dragging him forward. You were hoping you could manage to persuade him to take you to all three stalls.

With the beautiful glimmering lights and bustle of the happy people around you, you easily decided it was one of the best birthday nights ever, for sure.


Random Sleepy Conversation - December 15th, 2016
  • <p> <b>Judy:</b> So, that's why I stopped at carrot #46. Almost beat the record too. *looks up at Nick, her head in his lap*<p/><b>Nick:</b> Huh. Weird story. Makes sense though. Too many carrots and you would've turned into one.<p/><b>Judy:</b> *laughs* That isn't possible, ya dork.<p/><b>Nick:</b> I know, I know. *smirks and plays with her ears softly, knowing it'll put her to sleep* Why do you always have to contradict the silly stuff I say?<p/><b>Judy:</b> Because it's fun. *yawns, falling asleep*<p/><b>Nick:</b> Figures. Little Ms. Smartypants... It's a good thing you're adorable. You know, one day I'm gonna say something kind of off-the-wall, and someone somewhere will prove it. And then you'll be... Carrots?<p/><b>Judy:</b> *wakes up suddenly, only one eye somewhat open* Huh? Did you say something Nick?<p/><b>Nick:</b> *laughs softly* Nevermind, Carrots. Go back to sleep.<p/></p>
‘The Vampire Diaries’ season 1: sentence meme

Send one to my muse for their reaction

  • “Let’s not kill anyone tonight. Your words. Just pointing that out.”
  • “I’m trusting you. Don’t make me regret it.”
  • “I’m not some drunk sorority chick. You can’t Roofy me.”
  • “Human life means that little to you?”
  • “You saw what I was able to do tonight. I know who I am now.”
  • “Let go of me before I cause a scene.”
  • “Short-term rentals and hotels are a bit of a gray area.”
  • “You don’t have to push me away. I can do this.”
  • “Don’t look for any redeeming qualities. I don’t have any.”
  • “I will start fresh. Be someone new. It’s the only way I’ll make it through.”
  • “You? Help me? Seems a little unnatural.”
  • “I’m showing you how easy it is for me to hurt the ones you love.”
  • “Somewhere along the way, you decided I was worth saving. I wanted to thank you for that.”
  • “I really liked you better when you hated everybody.”
  • “I’m worse than shallow. I’m a kiddie pool.”
  • “Don’t you get it? I’m better off without you.”
  • “I’m not gonna hurt you, unless you try that again.”
  • “I don’t do good. It’s not in me.”
  • “You just don’t wanna die, do you?”
  • “You’re gonna have to do a little better than “I’m sorry."”
  • “I’m here to eat cotton candy and steal your girl.”
  • “If I see something I haven’t seen before, I’ll throw a dollar at it.”
  • “I think you should stop with the flirty little comments and the eye thing you do.”
  • “I like being a living dead person.”
  • “Don’t say anything. You’re a dick. End of story.”
  • “I do believe in killing the messenger. Know why? It sends a message.”
  • “You’re taking a stupid risk. I could hurt you.”
  • “Can we not kill anyone tonight, please?”
  • “All I can remember is hating you. There may been a time when that was different, but your choices have erased that.”
  • “Today has been a no-good, very-bad day.”
  • “I made it through the day. I must have said "I’m fine” 37 times.”
  • “If you’re just gonna mock me, can you just move along?”
  • “I want you out of the house, and my life, by morning.”
  • “Turn it up a little bit. It’s not annoying yet.”
  • “Well, you don’t need to be snarky about it.”
  • “Don’t. Ever. Threaten. Me. Again.”
  • “Art implies culture and culture implies… not you.”
  • “You just pointed out that I have no self-control. Clever strategy.”
  • “Why does everyone have to die on me?”
  • “I am gonna drink until someone is hot enough to make out with.”