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BO BURNHAM: MAKE HAPPY SENTENCE STARTERS.

  • “you should not laugh.”
  • “you should not forget about your problems.”
  • “the world is not funny.”
  • “i have no idea what’s going on over there.”
  • “what are they fighting about?”
  • “i can’t wrap my mind around exactly why i’m here.”
  • “you wanna be happy, well, get in line.”
  • “i love the idea of you.”
  • “that wasn’t clever, just mean.”
  • “do not give those dumb fucks any credit.”
  • “honesty’s for the birds, baby.”
  • “why is there a little boy living alone down the lane?”
  • “am i the only one concerned for this little boy?”
  • “if you’re writing honestly, that’s art.”
  • “that’s textbook pandering.”
  • “that’s a scarecrow, thought it was a human woman, sorry.”
  • “i hope you’re feeling me subtextually.”
  • “the boots i’m wearing cost three grand.”
  • “you don’t know what land you’re in.”
  • "they’re lying and manipulating you.”
  • “you deserve better.”
  • “thank you, weird man. bye.”
  • “culture’s over, everybody, we lost.”
  • “how dare they think them fucking around is worthy of your attention?”
  • “yeah, ‘whoo’ that sadness out.”
  • “if you want love, lower your expectations a lot.”
  • “if he’s got a thing for feet, say, fuck it, sweep me off them.”
  • “you might think your dick’s a gift, but i promise, it’s not.”
  • “but deep down we know we don’t deserve it.”
  • “we all deserve love, even on the days we aren’t our best.”
  • “original doesn’t mean good.”
  • “why are you holding a jar of mayonnaise?”
  • “touché, bitch.”
  • “i have to clean it up because you’ll only mess it up more if you do.”
  • “flaming hot cheetos are not for pussies.”
  • “they’re not sponsoring me, i’m just trying to get them to.”
  • “do not stick with me through thick.”
  • “if i stop entertaining you, kick me to the curb.”
  • "man, if only i was anybody else at all.”
  • “i went through a pretty rough breakup recently.”
  • “it’s over.”
  • “we shouldn’t fight to stay together just to fight again.”
  • “eat a dick.”
  • if you don’t like this dick sitch, eat a dick, bitch.”
  • “i try to speak to you but you don’t listen.”
  • “honestly, are you fucking five?”
  • “i’m saying how i’m feeling and you’re saying ‘eat a dick’ over and over again, does that seem mature to you?”
  • “i’m hurt and i’m trying to hide it.”
  • “i thought we had a future together.”
  • “i didn’t think you’d cry for me.”
  • “i thought you were lashing out in anger but now i see you’re scared.”
  • “maybe we can work this out and not break up.”
  • “you think three lousy tears offsets three years of shit?”
  • "you’re not what i need, hon; lick this clit then leave, son.”
  • “can i say my shit?”
  • “i’ve got lots of shit to say.”
  • “i can’t fit my hand inside a pringle can.”
  • “you think you can, i know you can’t.”
  • “irony can be so painful.”
  • “dude, you should’ve warned me.”
  • “half the shit inside my burrito spilled out.”
  • “i wouldn’t have got the _______ if i knew it wouldn’t fit.”
  • “truth is, my biggest problem’s you.”
  • “i wanna please you but i wanna stay true to myself.”
  • “a part of me loves you, a part of me hates you.”
  • “i don’t think that i can handle this right now.”
  • “if you hated it, that’s fair.”
  • “on a scale of one to zero, are you happy?”
  • “i really wanna try to get happy.”
  • “i wouldn’t even want it if i got it.”
  • “oh god, my dad was right.”
  • “you’re everything you hated, are you happy?”
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      “y’know, that’s not like you Hinata. buyin’ me food and shit….but since you offered and i love food dearly, so why the fuck not.” fingers brushed across her chin while making her final decision. everything on the menu looked and sound delicious, it was hard for the gymnast to choose an item that would satisfy her tastebuds. once her mind was made, placed her order.
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  ❝ it’s because of the problem with funds. if i had more, i’d have taken more people with us. but... there’s just enough for us and food for me for the rest of the week. 

  he shrugged, standing behind and parallel to the gymnast. the wallet in his pocket came out, and he counted enough money for akane’s and his own desired dish as she ordered. he did the same after she finished, paid, and made his way over near some tables as he scanned for open ones.

  ❝ anywhere in particular you want to sit? ❞

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Without even realizing it at first, he’d traded his peace of mind for great interest in the brunet. He tried not to think too much about how drunk men made easy, albeit sometimes a bit weird and disgusting clients, he really did. And found himself staring at defined shoulder blades instead, and a broad chest barely hinted under the sleeveless shirt, displaying olive, sun kissed arms. Oh no he had to stop this, he’d look like a complete creeper.
At least the young man didn’t catch him staring when he decided to spare him a frustrated glare, visibly displeased by his presence. Oh Komaeda could understand. He wouldn’t want to meet himself so late in the streets after all. To be honest, the escort didn’t expect the brunet to ever talk, even if Komaeda tried to communicate. The other seemed to be in a mood where he’d prefer to avoid and ignore everybody, which was why Komaeda flinched in surprise when he broke the silence, initiating the conversation.
“Huh? Oh no.” he stated like it was obvious, and he couldn’t stop himself from giggling at the thought. As if he was the type to want. As if his desires mattered, or were ever accomplished. What a foolish thought! Of course the other couldn’t know better yet, but soon he’d realize Komaeda wasn’t truly worthy to want something from someone else (even if it occured more often than he’d like).

   the student was still irritated, and his glare didn’t change a bit until he actually, indeed noticed that the other was ogling him, even if just the slightest bit. he was a rather observant person, so this didn’t go unnoticed-- and it had some effect on him, as he wasn’t used to being ‘checked out’. it caused his face to turn just a slighter shade of red and eyes just the smallest bit wider. yikes.

   but still, still, the glare remained, and he tried to intensify it to cover up the fact that he was embarrassed. he... he resembled the look of a tsundere anime heroine at this point.

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   ❝ ... really?  ❞

   hajime kept his eyes from wandering so he could keep his focus and irritation upon the other male, but, believe it or not, he was staring at him a little as well-- his deep, husky voice was charming, his eyes a hypnotizing shade of grey, and had pale, pale skin which reminded him of porcelain. it seemed as if hajime touched him, he would shatter to bits. ... who was this man?

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Komaeda had left his previous client’s house just a bit before midnight, so he could wander around the city for a bit. He liked the soothing darkness pierced by the celestial lights, and the silence was bliss. It quieted his mind more than anything else would. Especially with the absence of any person that could have disrupted this familiar atmosphere.
Ah not for tonight, it seemed. Komaeda preferred it when everybody was asleep, away from the streets he frequented so often, but this night somebody was outside, awake. At least he wasn’t talking so the stripper could stand his presence. He did not really seek more company right after his job. More than anything, he wanted peace and loneliness, and for now the other wasn’t preventing him from getting it.
It was strange. People were naturally talkative, especially in the middle of the night when there was no other distraction. But this one wasn’t. Was it because of the alcohol, or because of the frustrating stiffening his muscles? Komaeda was rather curious, so he sat down on the next bench, staring with a gentle gaze at the stranger, without speaking yet. In fact it was even odder how quickly the other distracted him from his initial wishes.

   he continued trying to ignore the other and make things even more obvious, taking a moment to close his eyes and relax before opening them again. he then slumped a bit further forward to try to make himself little  less noticeable, resting his elbows on his legs, up more toward his knees as he took another mouthful of his alcohol. this was the exact opposite of what tonight was for-- he definitely didn’t want to talk, even if he hadn’t noticed the other was purposefully coming toward him.

   hajime, finally noticing the white haired male was indeed doing so and coming toward him, had to suppress a grimace. eugh. the stranger wasn’t going to return the favor and ignore him as well, it seemed, so the brunet turned to him with a more than irritated expression on his face. alcohol nights were supposed to be spent alone. did komaeda just not understand that, and all of the signs he was giving off? did he, would he, have to scream and yell “go away!”?

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   ❝ ... ❞

   the brunet fixed him with a blunt glare, before closing his eyes again and sighing. he hadn’t drunk enough yet for it to affect his actions, just his mood-- but... he guess he could spare a talk. whatever.

   ❝ is there something you want? ❞ 

   his voice was lined with irritation.

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Oh how Eveona disliked taking the bus. It was mainly the crowded and cramped space that bothered her so. She truly hated crowds of people all in one spot. It only served to make her nervous and paranoid since she stuck out like a sore thumb. The fact that she had woken up a  bit too early for her liking and couldn’t go back to sleep  didn’t help much with this whole situation either. 
It was far too crowded for her to sit anywhere. Wonderful. Oh well, worse could happen, she supposed. She held her bag close as she held onto the pole. Everyone seemingly towered over her. 
     ‘ Why must I be so tiny? I feel as if I’m about to be trampled just standing here. ‘
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She thought, fidgeting a bit. She perked up when she noticed the other moving. She looked about, making sure he was talking to her before returning her gaze upon him.
     “ Are you sure? I mean– I’m fine standing if you’d want to sit there. “

   ❝ it’s perfectly fine. you look like you’d rather be sitting, anyways. ❞

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   the reserve student, who was still slumped and looking tired, tried to perk up by straightening his posture. he proceeded in grabbing onto the same nearby pole when the train suddenly shook over a rough spot, before it calmed down. he grinned sheepishly to the albino, then motioned toward the seat once more.

   ❝ really. i insist. ❞

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                                               unluckyteaser

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   ❝ ... ❞

   the boy sighed, slumping down on a park bench with a bottle of beer clutched in his right hand. he seemed stressed, eyebrows furrowed and muscles stiff, which released an aura which said all his words for him-- “leave me alone.”. 

  he had wandered for a while before settling down with his drink, so this neighborhood and park were completely unfamiliar to him, but, it wasn’t as if he cared at the moment.

   it was about a quarter past midnight now, and the stars and the mood shone as crickets chirped. it was as if everything was right in the world-- except for him and his mood. he took an angry swig from the tinted bottle,before noticing someone down the sidewalk-- who he blatantly ignored. he’d learned that if he ignored people, they’d do the same for him, so he hoped it’d work again this time.

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                                                      albiiino

   the morning light shone through the windows of the subway train as it cruised along, and the warmth made hajime yawn, and he covered his mouth as his head sank onto the backpack in his lap. he’d always had trouble getting up in time to meet his train, and today was even worse, as he’d stayed up entirely too late on a project for one of his more important classes. he blinked a time or two before closing his eyes completely and allowing himself some rest.

   he jolted awake at the sound of the conductor announcing the next stop, and as people rushed onto and out of the crowded bus, the brunet noticed a person coming to stand nearby him and hold onto a pole next to her to keep her footing. hajime, as tired as he was, rubbed his eyes before standing with his things and scooting out into the aisle. to the person, who he noticed was different right away from her appearance, he didn’t make any comment other than a wave toward the seat and a quiet--

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   ❝ ... go ahead and sit. ❞

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         “ this was really nice of ya to buy me lunch ! aren’t you gonna get somethin’ too ? “
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   ❝ well... it was no big deal– you looked staving, and i just got a bonus at 

   work. i probably owe you for something anyways.

   ... i might. i haven’t eaten in a while, so how about you order something while i 

   look?

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