❛ careless whispers ❜

    ❛ i feel like i shouldn’t be able to relate to this. but oh     my god, i understand exactly what ye’ saying!! it’s like     when you have an itch &  finally get to scratch it - really     good. ❜

     ❛  precisely      !! it feels so good i just never want to         stop because once you do, the amazing feeling has         kind of faded, & that annoys me quite a lot for about         five seconds, just like masturbation. because if you         are in the middle of doing that & suddenly stop for a         bit, it won't feel as good. at least, not to me. do you         know those annoying itching feeling deeply into your         ear or the back of your throat? that feeling is absolute                                           torture compared to itching eyes. ❜

"—— at least give me something then, it sin’t the first time we have done shit."

"still       !! partly i don't wanna be your slut, but whatever. suck you off and than i'll leave?"

  ❝  a throat problem, really? why’d you want to       go through so much trouble just to become       a nun? i don’t get this sudden urge of yours       to become a member of a religious order,       neither do i like the idea of it, that’s all. ❞

❝  yes really, i got my excuses worked out for      myself just fine. why wouldn't you like it that      i would turn my life dedication to a religion?      i believe in god? oh no wait          !! i can't      lie to a nun, can i? ❞

"—- put out or get out."

"       not a lot of options. i don't know if i wanna put out, though."

        ” What are you kidding me right now           could you stop being an ass for like           one second? “

"      That's almost like asking me to stop breathing        or for spongebob to stop feeling ecstatic        about almost everything in life."

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  ❝  because you’re a guy! i guess not, but they       would be able to notice you’re a male, either       way, you dummie. i don’t know a word to des-       cribe how it would be to be a monk but it defi-       nitely wouldn’t be interesting. i am, unless you       are talking nonsense, like right now, alfie. ❞

   ❝  i could tell them i look a lot like my dad, and i         could wear a turtle neck to hide my adam's         apple, and convince them i have a throat pro-         blem that makes my voice sounds really stra-         nge. but       i'm just sharing my thoughts with         you, alex, i'm not speaking nonsense at all.  ❞

“excuse me?” julia was taken back by his comment seeing as she hadn’t done anything to give him a reason to say something as rude as that.”

"i mean, you just make girls feel extra insecure  with your looks and guys upset because you're  probably one of those hard to get chicks, right?"                     He had totally no idea what he was babbling on                     about at this point, but his reply seemed the                     nicest way to play his rude comment off.

         ❝ oh, have you? forgive me if i’m intruding, but what happens                           to bring you here? it’s not often we have visitors. ❞

❝ i just wanted to spend time at a place that i     never been to, and i found this place interesting     to come to. pretty plain reason, innit? ❞

     scarlett was extremely nervous about having her first time but she knew it was the right choice to have jason take it from her. he was a great boyfriend and most importantly, he was a great person. sometimes she couldn’t believe how lucky she got to have him be all hers. honestly, if it wasn’t for dylan and zack, they wouldn’t be together right now and for that she’s thankful. thankful because she couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend than jason. he was caring and sweet and gentle but at the same time he always stayed true to himself and that was the important part. she nodded at his words and giggled softly, intertwining their fingers as he began to lead them back to her place, her mind wandering off to what could possibly go wrong. ❝ don’t worry, babe. you know i speak my mind and you know i wouldn’t do something i didn’t want to do ❞ she told him, looking up at him with a smile and kissing the outside of his shoulder as they walked hand in hand.

jason nodded at her last few words, knowing that was true, which was one of the few things jason truly admired about her. how she just spoke her mind without any fear, she was a string independent girl. not one of those girls that hid their potential behind a dumb girl act. no, scarlett was smart, and not afraid to be herself. how could she be though? scarlett was about anything jason needed, a positive, yet honest girlfriend by his side who he would never want to lose. clenching her hand into his grasp, he shot the raven a soft smile as he swung their hands briefly back and forth. ❝ i know you will tell me if you have any second thoughts, i just had to make sure you know i would be okay with that. like even when i am about to do the thing, you can tell me to stop and i'll have a wank. just know that. ❞ he wasn't sure if he had been clear with what he meant, but he just hoped she knew what he tried to say. all he wanted was for her to feel comfortable and free to decide everything about how this night would go, and how it would end.

"For once, actually you brought it up. I don’t actually want to talk about your infidelity all the time.”

"         Only because I thought            you would start about it."

  ❝       wait, what? first and foremost you cannot       become a nun and, second, why’d you want       to become a monk, alfie? no, not really. ❞

❝ why can't I be a nun? they can't check if i have    a dick or not, can they? i would wanna be a    monk because it seems interesting. you're    not all that positive to me, are you? ❞

"That you need to be less of a brat and actually order your coffee so I don’t have to wait here much longer." He actually has a backbone for once.

      Her eyebrows furrowed at the male, rolling her eyes before she actually ordered her coffee. Once the bartender started to make her coffee, she muttered softly; "Asshole." Obviously towards the complaining male.