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“I was never really insane, except on occasions where my heart was touched.” - Edgar Allen Poe
Ah Baltimore
The mere thought of him trying to rub his last three brain cells together over the next few hours trying to figure out what I meant by that was enough.
then looked me dead in the eye. “Get fucked. You did not.
Every girls reaction to walking in on a murder
than most men twice her size would have in this situation. “I’m not gonna tell anyone. Why do you think I came when he texted? It sure as fuck wasn’t because I’m begging to be raped by the likes of this piece of shit. You’re the one who fucked up my plans earlier. Rude, by the way.”
What happened here was no small sin.
Andi was apparently a messy bitch. I liked her already.
He’s totally hung up on someone. I haven’t been able to get out of him who, but he says she’s unavailable and he’s a literal sad boy about it so I feel obligated to try and keep it in my pants with that one.”
😂
“Haven’t seen that kind of reaction from you since you were sixteen and still setting shit on fire in the back parking lot anytime Ijah took away your stabby privileges.”
Stabby privileges
I’d considered death a million ways in my lifetime. Intrusive thoughts are fun like that. None of those ways were as perfect as the thought of Beck being the one to end it all.
Beck feeds the depraved parts of me all the wicked things they’ve never eaten before. I was starved for more.
I would have rather spent the day riding his cock and begging him to let me come.
Please for the love of all things holy, wrap that shit up. We do not need any little murder babies running around the restaurant.”
MURDER BABIES
“the most important thing is this: girls come first, and at least twice.”
bangxiety
20/10 no notes
Thank god he didn’t find the potato shifter book I’d stuffed down into the bottom of my bag.
I love Easter eggs man
“Oh, cuore mio. You could wear a fucking potato sack and I would still get my rocks off.” He tipped under my chin. Oh, sweet cheese. Maybe he had seen the potato shifter book.
Fingerling
I hesitated for a moment longer, thinking how totally grand it would be to narrowly avoid being taken in for questioning about a murder that I very much played a part in, only to be arrested for public indecency. YOLO.
Great, I was having palpitations now. Falling in love was fucking disconcerting.
“At what point were you going to tell me you knew your way around a firearm?” I asked. She just shrugged. “What? Like it’s hard?” I leaned away from her, looking at her incredulously. “I love you.”
What? Like it’s hard?
