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Pete + Americas Suitehearts
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Providence , RI | 2015
Photo by John Carle
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Anonymous asked:
Why did you leave the Doctor? What did you do to him?
What did I do to him?
Why did I leave him?!
He is the one who left me.
I did to him what I told him I would do to him.
(ask the sandman)
Do not act like I am the nightmare that caused all this, Sandman.
You wanted me to leave. You pushed me away.
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Don’t say that. Don’t you dare say that. You were so special. You still are.
You want Benzedrine more. He was more special than I could ever be.
Manipulation games. Nice try. Maybe you shouldn't have come back.
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Dream weaver! I haven't heard or seen from you for so long
I think I am back now. What have I missed?
Not much. A few Suitehearts seemed to have disappeared. Do you happen to know the situation with Longcloud?
Do not. Explain?
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Anonymous asked:
Why did you leave the Doctor? What did you do to him?
What did I do to him?
Why did I leave him?!
He is the one who left me.
I did to him what I told him I would do to him.
(ask the sandman)
Do not act like I am the nightmare that caused all this, Sandman.
You wanted me to leave. You pushed me away.
Don’t say that. Don’t you dare say that. You were so special. You still are.
Dream weaver! I haven't heard or seen from you for so long
I think I am back now. What have I missed?
Anonymous asked:
Mr. Sandman, Mr. Sandman. Tell me your secrets? How would Benzedrine feel if he knew how much you cared about the Doctor?
My secrets aren’t something you have the capacity for. Too many skeletons in my closet, if I’m saying that correctly.
Declining to answer the second question.
(ask the sandman)
Anonymous asked:
Why must you plague me so? All I want is one night without these horrible terrors and shadows dancing around my bed. These pills have not seemed to phase you, why can't you just let me be?
Letting you be is not my job and I like to do things how I’m supposed to. I would say I’m sorry about those pills, but I am not.
(ask the sandman)
Anonymous asked:
How can you physically tell the doctor and Benzedrine apart?
It’s in the eyes. Benz’s are blue like the Pacific. Doc’s are kinda absent like when your vision hasn’t adjusted when you first turn off the lights.
(ask the sandman)
Anonymous asked:
Can you grant me a good dream?
What do you want? Warm beaches or by the fireplace in the winter? Maybe laughter with a long lost friend or ex lover? Or are you looking for something more sinister, like revenge on someone who wronged you?
(ask the sandman)
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Anonymous asked:
Who's dreams are you trying to get into?
I want his.
(ask the sandman)
Those dreams have been long dead, serpent.
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No. No, you’re wrong. They’re still there. You can’t take his dreams away from him. They’re mine no matter how tight your grip on them is.
I’ll be seeing you tonight.
I might not be able to take them away from him, but I can turn them into nightmares. I can’t tell if you are threatening me or trying to arrange a courtship with me, Sandman.
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Nightmares are my gig. I’ll fill his dreams with warm skin and the smell of sheets and of me. You’ll be there too. You can watch the life return to his cheeks.
Nothing wrong with a little courtship, doc.
Tell me, Sandman, who is going to return the life to your cheeks? It certainly isn’t him.
Courtship to you? It will never be.
Oh, c'mon! I'll break you too one day. Unless I already have...
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Anonymous asked:
Who's dreams are you trying to get into?
I want his.
(ask the sandman)
Those dreams have been long dead, serpent.
entermrsandman
No. No, you’re wrong. They’re still there. You can’t take his dreams away from him. They’re mine no matter how tight your grip on them is.
I’ll be seeing you tonight.
I might not be able to take them away from him, but I can turn them into nightmares. I can’t tell if you are threatening me or trying to arrange a courtship with me, Sandman.
Nightmares are my gig. I’ll fill his dreams with warm skin and the smell of sheets and of me. You’ll be there too. You can watch the life return to his cheeks.
Nothing wrong with a little courtship, doc.
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Anonymous asked:
Who's dreams are you trying to get into?
I want his.
(ask the sandman)
Those dreams have been long dead, serpent.
No. No, you’re wrong. They’re still there. You can’t take his dreams away from him. They’re mine no matter how tight your grip on them is.
I’ll be seeing you tonight.
Anonymous asked:
Does he want you?
Good question. Ask him yourself.
(ask the sandman)