"I don’t believe you"

"It's called 'undercover work', you ninny."

I have standards, you know! I’m not going to just fall for any girl!

Then burn them. Burn those PlayLopunny magazines. And make me s'mores while you're doin' it.

Ghetsis is a trashcan

qroton started following you

the lemon is a shit so

He has bad taste in magazines, too.

….because it’s not her house! she can do that somewhere else!

A kid as thirsty as you would be all over that.

you mean tell HER to stay out of my house to take selfies in her panties!

And this is a problem for you, why?

is proton back?!?

cause he needs to know that an associate of his broke in and he needs to tell his pals in johto that this shit is not welcome in kalos!!!

... Remind me to give him a pat on the back later.

Hmph. Why in the world would I miss someone as bothersome as you? 

And don’t go around giving me stupid nicknames. I have enough of them already.

Hah, quit denying yourself. I won't tell anyone.

--Unless you give me that list of stupid nicknames. I bet I could add to it; refine it.

Love isn’t stronger than anything. My fucking fists are stronger than anything. Get your lovey-dovey ass over here and fight me punk.

Nice to see you too.

Well hey, hooooo, sourpuss! Looks like you missed me.

Activity Notice: Semi-Hiatus

I should have said this days ago, but I’ll be hitting a semi-hiatus until approx. mid November. So much schoolwork and essays and reading and I just have to put my time into academically productive things ;A; I mean, this is no different than my usual schedule but at least this time it’s official.

I would have made this an actual hiatus but we all know I’m gonna sign in eventually, just not as often.

Chuck Palahniuk, Haunted 

Chuck Palahniuk

Kurt Vonnegut

Slaughterhouse-Five

Cheren could feel anger boiling inside him. He was a lot of things, sure, but he knew for a fact that he was no idiot. He was about to make a comment until he noticed how much in pain the other boy looked and…he was bleeding?!  Any anger had felt dissipated completely; replaced with concern.

"What? Y-you’re bleeding! Why are you so calm about this?! What in the world happened to you?"

"I’m definitely not leaving. You should not be in school in this condition. We need to get you to the hospital right away.” 

     Oh, now you're caring. I look dead, and you finally give a shit.      Lance chuckled, his skin becoming more and more ghastly white as the crimson leaked from his side.

     He spoke, in slightly broken words, "Heh. I got mugged. Least, that's what my dad told the doctors when he took me in." There was truth in what he said, with a few conveniently left out details, most importantly the fact that it was his father's fault he had to go to the hospital in the first place. Not for the sake of keeping secrets (which was his usual reasoning), but because the delinquent wasn't quite up for telling the whole story right now. If Cheren could pick up on the hints that he was dropping about the situation, it would make this that much easier for him.      You know what I'm trying to tell you, Cheren. Just put it together already.      "I'm not going to a damn hospital," now, his voice was getting a bit softer. "They'll make calls, and I'm not putting up with that lousy father of mine."