time for some real real shit

one of the many reasons I love got7 so much is even though they’re close to each other they don’t have to fake their friendships and they don’t hide the fact that they don’t get along with each other sometimes

Y’all wanna know what like the BEST filling maybe of all time? Definitely of all time, the best feeling of all time is when - okay. You know the blent you smoked this morning? The one you woked up to roll. That one. Okay. And then but you only smoke half of it. Okay. And then you work all day long. You go to fuckin work, you do the fuckin job real fuckin good. You’re like-you’re the best. You do everything you boss asks of you. You are real fuckin cordial with your coworkers. All the customers love you. All these custies come in and they just like they think you’re the greatest. You’re the greatest of all time. You worked all day long. In theEeEnd, you come home, and you smoke the other half of that blent. That’s the greatest feeling ever ‘cause it’s just like so…it’s…this is some old-ass shit too! Like…I’m a grown-ass woman, I’m an adult. And this is my laife. That’s, theHEH, that’s the breakdown of my everyday life for y’all. It’s……incredible. My fat…my fat fabuhlous life. Iiii’m about to get so fucking high, too. Sooo hiiiigh. I’m gonna li-should I light it on camera? Should she light it on CAMERA? Hell yeah, she should light it on camera. Actually, I can’t because I gotta, um, I gotta use both of my hand. I’m using my hand to hold my phone. Oh my god, that’s not, uh, that’s not me, I’m not that fat. Speaking of that, I need to work out. But the thANG is is that I feel like I walk so much, like, living here, you knoooow. Like, I just can-I can’t. I don’t wanna work out. I wanna like - shit. I wanna, like, get back actIIIVE? Like, maybe, like…nobody wanna be in a…no one wanna do…no one wanna play with me. No one wanna play volleyball with me. No one wanna play fuckin nerd shit with me. Everybody I-Everybody I know just wanna get fucked up. I need some better friends. I need people who wanna do shit, you know? Like, I don’t wanna fuckin just get fucked up all the time. And like…that’s a waste of your laife. Like, I wanna be active. I wanna snowboooard or whatever. Oh my-I’m so high already, you guys. That’s the per-this is the perks of life.

2

you think people can’t tell

more watery aesthetics I guess

its tea

second ones transparent

In second grade they had one of those in classroom toilets so if you farted people could hear you

I once sat in the bathroom for like thirty minutes and I guess the teacher figured out that I was reading a book in there cuz she banged on the door and forced me to come out.

She called me “princess” and let me tell you something.

I’ve always had a problem with female pronouns and names.

I got really pissed.

She then said “one day when you’re wrinkled you’ll appreciate not having to spend thirty minutes on the toilet.”

And I just blurted out “I won’t be wrinkled, I’m not white like you.”

Anyway that’s the story of how I met the vice principal and she became my hero cuz she laughed her ass off.

me to myself: hey remember that time in throam when ryan and brendon ran into each other at that party after like being separated for 6 years and ryan going to his show watching him perform ??

me whispering to myself: holy shit it’s happening i don’t trust anna green

When the media starts in with their “let’s demonize the victim” crap in cases of police brutality, demand they do the same with the cops. They wanna dig into Dr. David Dao’s “troubled past?” Bullshit. Why don’t they dig up and publish details about the assholes who beat Dr. Dao and dragged him off the plane? Or how about the people who called those officers to enforce their corporate will? THOSE are the motherfuckers they need to be going after.

Dr. Dao didn’t do a damn thing wrong. He bought his ticket. He took his place. Then the airline wanted to kick him off so they could give his seat to one of their employees, because they overbooked the flight. For doing nothing more than refusing to give up the seat that was rightfully his, they publicly beat him and dragged him off the plane.

Make no mistake about what happened: United demanded that Dr. Dao give up the seat he had bought and paid for, in order to fix THEIR fuck-up, and when he refused, the state jumped in to enforce the will of our corporate overlords.

That is the purpose and function of the police in America. To protect the interests of the powerful at the expense of the powerless.

And the media is right there complicit with the violence, digging up anything they can to somehow make it look like the victim deserved what they got.

Often it’s even worse, though. If Dr. Dao had been black, they’d have just shot him. They do that shit all the time. And then we have pasty-faced “journalists” (read: corporate propagandists) going on about what a bad person the victim was and how they probably deserved it, while the real criminals get to hide behind badges and bank accounts, and usually escape any real consequence other than maybe some paid time off. Hell, the cop who murdered Mike Brown got a 1.5 million dollar REWARD.

Fuck that. Tell me the names of the officers involved. Tell me every single fucking dirty thing they’ve ever done in their lives. I want to know if they ever got into a fight or got caught smoking in high school. I want to know if any of them have ever been accused of beating other victims. Go after them the way you went after their victim. Tell me about the scumbag who made the decision to call them in to begin with, to forcibly take back from a person what they had lawfully purchased–because someone at the company suddenly came down with a case of “seller’s remorse.”  THAT’S the reporting I want to hear.

And then put those officers, and the people who called them, in jail.

But that’s not gonna happen. Because this is AmeriKKKa.

Don't judge me 'cause it's 1am

But does anyone find it ironic that Hawk Moth designs clothes, but m o t h s e a t c l o t h e s

Y’all wanna know what like the BEST filling maybe of all time? Definitely of all time, the best feeling of all time is when - okay. You know the blent you smoked this morning? The one you woked up to roll. That one. Okay. And then but you only smoke half of it. Okay. And then you work all day long. You go to fuckin work, you do the fuckin job real fuckin good. You’re like-you’re the best. You do everything you boss asks of you. You are real fuckin cordial with your coworkers. All the customers love you. All these custies come in and they just like they think you’re the greatest. You’re the greatest of all time. You worked all day long. In theEeEnd, you come home, and you smoke the other half of that blent. That’s the greatest feeling ever ‘cause it’s just like so…it’s…this is some old-ass shit too! Like…I’m a grown-ass woman, I’m an adult. And this is my laife. That’s, theHEH, that’s the breakdown of my everyday life for y’all. It’s……incredible. My fat…my fat fabuhlous life. Iiii’m about to get so fucking high, too. Sooo hiiiigh. I’m gonna li-should I light it on camera? Should she light it on CAMERA? Hell yeah, she should light it on camera. Actually, I can’t because I gotta, um, I gotta use both of my hand. I’m using my hand to hold my phone. Oh my god, that’s not, uh, that’s not me, I’m not that fat. Speaking of that, I need to work out. But the thANG is is that I feel like I walk so much, like, living here, you knoooow. Like, I just can-I can’t. I don’t wanna work out. I wanna like - shit. I wanna, like, get back actIIIVE? Like, maybe, like…nobody wanna be in a…no one wanna do…no one wanna play with me. No one wanna play volleyball with me. No one wanna play fuckin nerd shit with me. Everybody I-Everybody I know just wanna get fucked up. I need some better friends. I need people who wanna do shit, you know? Like, I don’t wanna fuckin just get fucked up all the time. And like…that’s a waste of your laife. Like, I wanna be active. I wanna snowboooard or whatever. Oh my-I’m so high already, you guys. That’s the per-this is the perks of life.
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Summary: You’re a cam girl who ‘somehow’ managed to convince your neighbour Simon and his friend Negan to make a surprise appearance on your cam show, after a night of long drinking of course. A week after the wonderful experience, you decide to watch the show on your own to let off some built-up steam. (Pre-Apocalypse)

Pairing: Negan x Reader x Simon

Word Count: 4,098 (Got carried away, sorry!)

Type: One shot, smut

Warnings: Pre-Apocalypse, unprotected sex, swearing, excessive drinking, explicit smut, voyeurism, masturbation.

Rating: NSFW

Fic Notes: Long passages of italics are flashbacks/memories, block quotes & italics together are what’s happening on screen.

Italics

Block Quotes & italics 

Author’s Notes: Heya, here is my submission for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash Negan Writing Challenge Round 2! My Prompt was Negan x OC x Simon. I decided to write some awesome smutty three way – are my voyeurism and masturbation kinks showing? For some reason, I was super nervous about this because it was my first time writing with flashbacks ect… Please feel free to give me feedback!

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You lay in bed, laptop resting on a pile of pillows as you scroll through your Tumblr dashboard. The occasional porn gif or image sprouting its head, buried between pictures of cats and the odd aesthetic nature photograph. Your mind wondered to the two people you had been thinking about most the week, Simon and Negan. It had been 1 week since your sensual encounter with them. You hadn’t uttered a word to them since, although there were some sneaky winks and side eyes from Simon’s window that looked onto your balcony – there was never a follow up fuck.

Whether it had been the alcohol that made you instigate the three-way or your dire need to be well and truly fucked, you hadn’t built up the same amount of courage to re-do the wonderful experience. Both Simon and Negan were intimidating in every way possible, and although you always try to come across as confident and in control, those two seemed to steal those traits away from you without even trying.


“Y’know they say drinking alone is an early sign of being a fucking alcoholic.”

Perking up from the hard-wooden chair on your balcony and looking up over the rim of your glass you see Simon’s friend, Negan. He seems to have opened the window of Simon’s apartment that overlooks your small balcony.

“Well, shit. I don’t want that – Guess I need some drinking buddies to downplay this depressing situation?” You yell back, swallowing the rising burp that was in your throat.

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logan thoughts pt. 2 spoilers*

-ok so i saw logan again because i couldnt stop thinking about it since friday when i first saw it
-ive had a deep sense of loss and emptiness since then and i still do
-this movie is so fucking heavy man but it really is so revolutionary for the superhero genre
-17 freakin yrs of hugh jackmans wolverine and patrick stewarts professor x and theyve never failed me
-but wolverine was my main mans since i was 6 so i feel so hurt losing him like this. The child in me felt like it died w him fuck
-logan I have to peeee
-whenever laura jumps on someone and like flips then and kills them is so fucking dope like yas gurl fuck it up!!!
-i just still really love how they made him feel just so human and go beyond his mutant characteristics
-he feels broken hes hurt he takes care of charles he turns to alcohol and has thought deeply about suicide. Like that is some real shit and i love how they showed that instead of perpetuating the idea that all he is is an invincible killkng machine
-“i know pop” i love when he refers to charles as his dad
-im just a huge fucking sucker for great parental figures or relationships that parallel it.
-their dynamic is so tragic and funny at the same time.
-charles’ alzheimers?? is heartbreaking and also so real minus the powers
-calling logan a disappointment ugh
-pierce is still sexy af tho like damn ur a piece of shit but also fuck me
-i just love logan so much and his dynamic w laura and how similar they are like i know shes his daughter but still im not sick of it
-calling the academy a special needs school lmao. Love the banter and every scene between them at that house
-charles telling logan to stop and feel for a sec
-charles waking up feeling shittty bc “he had the most perfect night and didnt deserve it” bc he remembered:(((
-logan didnt even get to hear that from charles damn it
-fuck x24 man rip charles im so sad logan telling charles it wasnt him just to assure him bc he rly does care
-laura holding his hand afer buryin charles <333
-you just cant take shit… lmao
-and when she finally talks… that scene is just too perfect
-DONT HIT ME.
- hes just so much more than just wolverine and its hilarious bc hes acting like any person who would when they find out they have a kid and are thrown w the tasking of caring for them
-what else did charles say? To not let you die… UGH SOBBING bc foreshadowing
-i suck at this. bad shit happens to people i care about …. I CRY UGH
-THEN I WILL BE FINE… laura fuck me up with that comeback
-WHEN HE SCREAMS AND SHE KNOWS /SEES HES THERE COMING TO THEIR RESCUE
-FATHER DOING FATHER THINGS JUST RLLY MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND TEARFUL
-okay and then the obvious parts his death scene… hurt just as much if nit more this time around and i still cried
-“so this is what it feels like” FUCKKKJK and then she calls him daddy
-then she quotes that movie and then turns thecross to an X LIKE HOLY FUCKKKK I WAS ABLE TO STOP SOBBING FOR A QUICK SEC THEN SHE DID THAT AND I WAS RUINED
-new generation of mutants bout to fuck shit up baby!!
-ugh I NEED A LAURA KINNEY X23 FILM ASAP ROCKY
-i will miss hugh jackmans wolverine and patrick stewarts professor x so much but it really was an incredible swan song!!!!
-hugh jackman is also my daddy tho fuck
-i could see this a hundred times and itll fuckin ruinme eachtime thank u

Lover Boy - Carl Gallagher Smut

request: Omg you like shameless too!!! Okay then I’ll make a request! Could you do a smut where you are sleeping in Carl’s bed with him but he gets real horny but lip or Ian or something are in the other bed so he gets real cocky saying like ‘we’ll have to be quiet then won’t we’ or some shit bc that would be awesome😝

pairing: carl gallagher x reader

a/n: i love shameless and carl so pls leave more requests for this kind of shit if you’re interested ;-)

also sorry if this is weird this is my first time writing something as graphic and smutty as this but u know there’s a first time for everything

i’m definitely going to add a second part to this when i get the chance also, so let me know if you’d like to be tagged when i post it

word count: 828

tagged users: @deeindarkwonderland @blondielovesr5-blog 


Something tickled your neck, waking you calmly from your sleep. You shifted, pulling yourself closer to Carl. 

“Babe,” he whispered. You ignored him, hoping he would let you go back to sleep if you didn’t respond. “Baby, wake up.” 

The Gallagher house was quiet, which was extremely unusual. The morning sun had just started to peek in through the window right beside Carl’s bed, and his blinds casted a striped shadow on his chest. 

“Baby,” he repeated. “I need you.” He had one arm wrapped around your waist and the other slowly tracing up your bent leg. You were barely awake, but you knew what he meant. 

You leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, but hesitated when you saw the silhouette of Ian sleeping in his bed across the room. “Not now,” you sighed. “Ian will wake up if he hears us.” You rolled on your side away from Carl, hoping he would follow your lead and wait until later. You should have known better, though. That boy could be persistent

Your breath hitched in your throat when you felt his warm breath on the back of your neck as he whispered softly. “We’ll have to be quiet then. Won’t we?” 

He gently moved your hair to the side and began to leave open-mouth kisses on your neck, leading down your shoulder until you finally gave in and rolled onto your back. 

Carl smirked, knowing he had won, and moved on top of you. His mouth continued to trail across your collarbones, and one of his hands snaked around the back of your neck. His kisses continued trailing down your body, skipping over your sports bra and stopping right above the waist band of your sweat pants. 

He gazed up at you, as if he was asking for your permission. You nodded, weaving your fingers through his hair, toying with it. Just as you lifted your hips off the bed so he could slide your pants down your legs, you heard the soft rustle of Ian’s sheets. 

You and Carl both froze, waiting for Ian to readjust and settle back in his bed. You let out a quiet sigh of relief as Carl climbed back up to you. He kissed you quickly, then opened your mouth with his tongue. His hand quickly slid down your stomach and in between your legs, nudging them apart from each other. 

“Is this okay?” he asked, kissing your neck once again. You nodded, involuntarily rising your hips up to meet his. He sucked in, trying his hardest to hide a whimper. 

“Use your words,” Carl demanded. 

“Yes,” you whispered. “Please.” 

Carl smiled, adding slightly more pressure through your underwear. You moaned, pursing your lips in an attempt to stay quiet. 

“Don’t make me stop,” he ordered. His voice was soft, but low and gravelly. His forehead gently rested against yours, and you nodded. 

He pushed two of his long fingers into your mouth. You hollowed out your cheekbones as you sucked them, resting your head on the pillow once again. “Fuck,” he muttered. “You’re gonna get it for that.” 

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Qrowin!Jelsa for @knightsquall and @shinamatsuoka 

I think I just need excuse to draw Elsa in Atlas Specialist uniform

Why doesnt SOMEONE do something aobut ALL THESE FUCKING BOTS ON social MEDIA ???????????????
  • Co-Worker: *internally* The new guy is so cool. Well, I guess he's not the new guy anymore because he has been working here for months now, but he's still great. I look up to him so much. He's funny, and outgoing. He even gave me a cute nickname. He never recognizes my affection for him, but I think today is the day. Today is the day he'll realize how cool and cute I am.
  • Co-Worker: H-Hi!
  • New Guy: Hey, braids.
  • Co-Worker: Do you like music?
  • New Guy: Yeah, I mean everyone likes music. Kinda weird if you don't. You're friends with that rep, right?
  • Co-Worker: Huh?
  • New Guy: You know, the mopey one. Dark hair. Does she like me?
  • Co-Worker: Everyone likes you. I like you.
  • New Guy: Yeah, but that rep. That rep doesn't talk to me.
  • Co-Worker: I'm sure she likes you. You're so cool and kind and... uh, Britney Spears followed me on twitter!
  • New Guy: Whoa, what!? Britney Spears!? You're fucking joking!
  • Co-Worker: I'm serious. I guess, I'm really cool now. Hahahahahahahaha.
  • New Guy: Lemme see.
  • Co-Worker: Huh?
  • New Guy: Lemme see your phone. I wanna see Britney following you. Can you like DM her?
  • Co-Worker: You're not allowed to take your phone out at work.
  • New Guy: Come on, no one cares.
  • Co-Worker: Uh, here you go, I guess. *hands new guy her phone*
  • New Guy: *checks twitter* ...This is a bot.
  • Co-Worker: Huh?
  • New Guy: It's not the real Britney Spears, this is very obviously a bot.
  • Co-Worker: No, it's totally her. How can you even tell?
  • New Guy: First off, she only has two followers. One of which is you and the other is another Britney Spears bot. Secondly, her twitter name is Brittany Spear. Third, all of her posts are about discount fishing rods.
  • Co-Worker: Oh... I guess I didn't notice.
  • New Guy: You're fucking with me aren't you?
  • Co-Worker: *sweats* Sure, yeah.
  • New Guy: *laughs* I love you, braids. You're funny as shit.
  • Co-Worker: You love me!?
  • New Guy: Yeah, as a minor work acquaintance. Hey, if you talk to that rep later on, tell her to hit me up some time.
  • Co-Worker: Sure... yeah.
  • *later*
  • Co-Worker: *checking phone* It can't be a bot. It's definitely not a bot. Why would a Britney Spears bot follow me. I'm not even interested in fishing. It has to be the real Britney. *DMs the bot* Hey, hello Britney.
  • Brittany Spear: hi what're up :)
  • Co-Worker: Britney, I knew you were real!
  • Brittany Spear: lol hey ! :) :P
  • Co-Worker: Britney, you have to prove to this guy at my job that you're real. He's so cute and I love him so much and I want him to notice me.
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  • Co-Worker: Britney, this is serious.
  • Brittany Spear: Hi :)
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  • Co-Worker: Yes, Britney! Show me the way!
  • Brittany Spear: is verry easy just follow this link and find your way https://find.your.way.jp/4wfwf42435753g$single/trinity/
  • Co-Worker: *clicks link*
  • Co-Worker: *pupils dilate*
  • *later*
  • New Guy: *working halfheartedly*
  • Co-Worker: *stumbles into new guy's cubicle* Greeting.
  • New Guy: Hey, braids.
  • Co-Worker: Does your like fishing?
  • New Guy: Nah. Never been much of an outdoorsman unless it involves extreme sports.
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  • New Guy: You alright, braids? You sound kinda complete weird, and your eyes are a little completely black.
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  • New Guy: Uh... yeah. *leads co-worker out of his cubicle* I'm kinda completely busy at the moment. So I'll talk to you later braids. You should probably get back to work too.
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  • *later*
  • Brittany Spear: *tweets* Why is it so dark? Why am I so numb?

y'all should know that one of the reasons why seats are empty at sens games is because ottawa is a government town and the phoenix pay system implemented by the government of canada fucked up to the point where some employees haven’t been payed in 18 months and most of us still aren’t entirely sure when/if our next pay check will come in so spending hundreds of dollars on tickets to a hockey game (no matter how much most people love the team) just isn’t a good idea right now

Happy belated V-day~

heres why i love tjlc and going this hard over it. when will we ever get to go this hard in our lives over something and have fun? in movies and shit these heroes have these epic battles and choose sides and make comrades and what the fuck ever. and like. that does happen in real life, real life conspiracies happen but only about real ass shit. if you wanna get into a big conspiracy youre probably gonna get the government on your ass. you wanna go dig up clues to some real shit you do that at your own risk. this is like. a massive rpg mystery sherlock holmes game. this is getting to be a detective and a conspirator without getting men in black coming and murdering your family ok. this is fun. is this stupid to the outside observer? sure, whatever, i dont care. this is our conspiracy and this is our mystery and this is our time to stick up for what we believe in and nobody has to die and it’s fun

ANTI-shippers??!?!! Seriously? 😂

So I’m just now finding out that there is actually such a thing as ANTI shippers. This is beyond pitiful. Guys, it’s as if people have run out of ways to bully others and are making up new ways, despite how pathetic their attempts may be. How bored do you have to be in life to be an “anti shipper”? Honestly. I thought that’s what NOTP’s were for? Is it not enough to simply not ship Ereri or not ship Otayuri or whatever other pairings people like to trip balls over? It’s not contributing anything to society. Really it’s not. People who ship Fictional ANIMATED characters are not endorsing anything irl. In fact we join fandoms and get to know each other to escape real life cuz quite frankly it’s boring half the time and just flat out depressing the other half of the time. I’m just confused as to why people feel the need to seek out negativity. I haven’t seen Killing Stalking (I think that’s what it’s called?). Hell it might not even be an anime. It might be a manga. I don’t friggin know. But “Antis” (isn’t it cute how they give themselves a name?) fuss at people who ship the characters in that because for some reason they assume people who ship these fictional characters (with NO IMPACT on real life people) are cool with this shit in real life. By that logic authors who write about murderers and rapists would be considered awful people. But guess what. Most people don’t see things that way because there’s such a thing as growing a pair and dealing with things that make you uncomfortable. The only pairing out of the ones I’ve mentioned that I actually ship is Otayuri, but do I have a problem with Ereri? No not at all. It would be stupid to. Ridiculous actually because at the end of the day it’s fiction. So fellow shippers, please don’t let the Anti’s (lol so cute) get you down. They’re clearly very bored and need a purpose in life and so bullying is what they’ve chosen. They don’t need our judgement. They need to be prayed for. End rant. Good night. God bless. Namaste. Whatever the fuxk.

✶ ———— BOYS DON’T CRY SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ ________, you are one cranky girl/boy. ’
’ God, I hate my life. ’
’ I hate your life, too. ’
’ I mean, you don’t have to be sober to weigh spinach. ’
’ I borrowed one of Candace’s checks, then I got that speeding ticket, and this fake I.D. ’
’ I guess, I just need to learn to stay home, huh? ’
’ I’ll be waiting for ya. Love always and forever. ’
’ I’m scared of what’s ahead, but when I think of you I know I’ll be able to go on. ’
’ I invite you into my home and you expose my daughter to your sickness. ’
’ Boy, I… I really fucked up. ’
’ That’s all I been thinking about. ’
’ Shut up. That’s your business. ’
’ Look, I don’t care if you’re half monkey or half ape, I’m gettin’ you out of here. ’
’ Why not? You’re beautiful. ’
’ Come over here. ’
’ Who are you? ’
’ Someplace… beautiful. ’
’ Where… where do I seem like I’m from? ’
’ You don’t seem like you’re from around here. ’
’ I’m the only one who can control that fucker. ’
’ Doctors say he / she got no impulse control. ’
’ I hate it though. I’m thinking of changing it. ’
’ So what’s your name? ’
’ I’m an asshole. ’
’ What were you like… before all this?  ’
’ Were you like me, like a girl, girl? ’
’ Yeah… like a long time ago…  ’
’ I guess I was just like a boy girl, then I was just a jerk. ’
’ Think they’d recognize her if we chopped off her head and her hands? ’
’ Why do you go hanging out with guys, you being a girl yourself? ’
’ Why do you go around kissing every girl? ’
’ I… don’t see what this has to do with what had happened. ’
’ Now, are you going to answer my question or not? ’
’ I… have a sexual identity crisis. ’
’ I’m going to ask her to marry me. ’
’ Before or after your sex-change operation? ’
’ Before or after you tell her you’re a girl? ’
’ Shut up, you fucking pervert. ’
’ Are you a girl or are you not? ’
’ Fuck you! You stay the fuck away from me! ’
’ Oh, you wanna fight? ’
’ There’s an easy way to fix this problem. ’
’ By the time you read this, I’ll be back home in Lincoln. ’
’ Sometimes that helps. ’
’ You were right. ’
’ You have a what? ’
’ Wow… This _______ chick’s pretty messed up. ’
’ I’m asking you all these so that when I speak to the jury, they’re going to want some answers. ’
’ People like you don’t need to do drugs, hallucinate twenty four seven. ’
’ Well, I’m just telling you its been reported. ’
’ I don’t want it in my house. ’
’ Man, it’s nothing. ’
’ I’m going to be an old man/woman by the time I get that kind of money. ’
’ God, you have got the tiniest hands. ’
’ I guess I am a pussy compared to you. ’
’ I could always go deeper than him/her. ’
’ You ever done this before? ’
’ He’s/she’s hurt! Call an ambulance! Right now! ’
’ You can’t keep running, you’re gonna end up in jail. ’
’ You think they’re going to lock me up tomorrow? ’
’ How am I supposed to know what they’re going to do. ’
’ Come straight to my house, no stopping at bars, no stealing and no more girls. ’
’ I’ve known her/him since she/him was this high. ’
’ I could tell you stories about her/him. ’
’ Give me a break, I was thirteen years old. ’
’ Who told you that? My mom? ’
’ No one can protect me like you can. ’
’ You know I just want to protect you, right? ’
’ It’s a real… real long story. ’
’ Wow, you’re really good with kids. ’
’ Looks like you’re riding home with Ted Bundy. ’
’ You got some time to stick around, right? ’
’ These girls/boys get their shit together, they’re going to sing some karaoke. ’
’ The bluest eyes in Texas, are haunting me tonight. ’
’ Don’t look at my stupid house. ’
’ I’m not looking at your stupid house, I’m looking at you. ’
’ Wait a minute, what’s your name again? ’
’ I had a dream about you last night. ’
’ I think you were there, I think you walked me home. ’
’ Got an extra cigarette, man? ’
’ This here’s my real family. ’
’ You would of thought he could care of him/herself, let alone that kid. ’
’ This one, this one kept that boy’s/girl’s spirit alive. ’
’ Can we just forget about that. ’
’ It’s okay sweetie, it’s not your fault. ’
’ Having fun? ’
’ I don’t feel like picture taking right now. ’
’ Come on, tell me the dream. ’
’ If tell anybody what happened, we’ll have to silence you permanently. ’
’ You okay in there little buddy? ’
’ Okay, so now you’re a boy/girl, now what? ’
’ Someone’s inside, I got a date. ’
’ Everybody get out of my car! Get out of my fucking car! ’
’ We went by the factory last night and you weren’t there. ’
’ I have to go, my break is almost over. ’
’ Look, isn’t she beautiful? I’m going to ask her to marry me. ’