Park

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to be someones lame ass boyfriend

the weird thing about being a leftist is the government calling you a radical extremist and your family believing that youre a radical extremist and the whole times your main political beliefs are shit like "we live in a world where we could very easily end world hunger, homelessness, most disease, poverty, ect. and the people in power are choosing not to, and thats evil and should change" and that bigotry is bad

anyone else frot their toaster strudels together

can you say anything normal

well? do you?

Of course. How else am I supposed to make sure the cream is smoothly and evenly distributed between the two

Will drunk on white wine, his head resting on Hannibal's shoulder and cicadas singing in the background. Hannibal's hand is on his thigh. He is filling his glass again. Will insists he won't be able to walk back to their house. Hannibal tells him he will carry him all the way back. Will laughs, tipsy. Hannibal clinks his own glass against Will's. When Hannibal's next sentence starts with "Remember when Jack Crawford...", Will's laughter intensifies so much he can hardly breathe. Hannibal smiles, amused by the roar of Will's laughter. He is happy. They are both happy.

a slaughterhouse. an outlet mall. slot machines. fear of god. you know the usual

here’s what’s going to happen: im gonna fuck your dad. in his hole, no flip-flop versatile fag shit. hes gonna love it, whimpering moaning all that crap. i don’t care, im recording it. im going to take all those stupid bisexual bottom noises he’s making and im going to sample them for my hot new hardcore dubstep album. it will suck shit and a bunch of poly gen x losers are going to love it and give me so much money because they all own independent breweries in portland where most of their income is from the weekly burlesque shows they hold there. then im going to buy a sailboat and sail to the remote island of tristen de cunha where some of the finest wool in the world is woven. ill spend the rest of my dubstep money on that wool, unprocessed. sell it at a premium in siberian marketplaces. then im going to buy imax, the company. every imax screen in the world is going to only show legally blondes, the legally blonde spinoff about elle woods’ twin cousins. everyone is going to be pissed as fuck and i wont care.

(nonchalant) (rock hard) i sense that you kill a lot of people

"you should be at the club" i should be in the woods. performing the ritual.