Lost Love Lust

Tags: crazy

• .ʞunɹd

  So Rum’s a pirate’s drink!?
  She picked up her mug and headbanged to the delighted tune of Irish rock.
   ”She’s quite the feisty one.”
  Spin, Twirl, Curl!?
  She raised her glass, and poured till the bottom hit the floor.
  “Must be her childhood at fault.”
  Who says rules need be followed!?
  She felt her feet hop and her heart stop, like key [...]

• damnation & design.

  Glancing down at her right arm, she notices a scar that wasn’t there before.
  In an ironic chuckle, she is reminded subtly of what line of work she is in.
  She puts out her cigarette in the pot of flowers on the windowsill, no flower ever died of a tobacco overdose now did it.
  The silver lines on her knives screamed [...]

• cake & microphone.

  Tuesday.
  - I’ve never really understood the concept of being able to go out in public in a bathing suit, but if you walk out in a bra and underwear, it is frowned upon.
  - You know that moment when somebody is talking to you, but you just feel like saying:
  “Yeah, honestly, I don’t give a fuck [...]

• direction & affection.

  “Now you drive this car nicely ok? And watch the breaks because they are quite stiff.”
  “Are you some fucking nut job?”
  “Nut job? No…I just like watching others drive me around. You are going to drive me the rest of the way to Vegas, and no funny stuff yes? Because I wouldn’t want to piss me [...]