GET WOKE !

                  WHAT  AN  UNBEARABLE  BOY!    her eyes rolled right back,    looking at the screen at the   FAKE  BLOOD,   FAKE  PAIN,   FAKE  SCREAMS !    and winter looked back to her phone.      fingers pushed against her temple,    hard as the nails scratched her skin so she could feel a little   POP  !    of pain that could run through her body.     oh these acts of defiance,    it felt good.    ‘  that’s what i’m trying to figure out,   dickwad.  ‘      she paused,    looking over her shoulder at him.    ‘  wanna see if he’s gay ?   ‘

             THE    TASTE    OF   RAW   HONEY   !     (   4    /     ?   )

                      CLICK,   CLICK,   CLICK,       her long nails tapped against her screen as her eyes became glazed over.   she was locked up,    doing her best to pull out anything that might be linked to her name,    to her any scrap that could lead to her.      HYPER  FOCUSED  ON  HER  OWN  VANITY  !      and she bit her lower lip as she heard the low hum of the screaming television that flickered out blood.      but she kept focus.      ‘  as if you didn’t text mom . . . ‘        she mumbled as she placed a bent elbow on the side of the couch,    pushing her free hand through darkened hair.       WHERE  WAS  SHE ?         ‘ apparently he never talks about me. ‘     she rolled her eyes.   

ONE   DAY  I’M   GOING   TO  BE  IN  THIS   WHITE  HOUSE ------   on air force one,     giving speeches to congress   and fucking the wives of other world’s leaders    and i’m going to need someone  beside me that i know i can trust.      /        ka/i anderson  as   ed/ward norton    and   wi/nter anderson as  heat/her graham     as imagined by   @clownleading   &   @nannydearest

                      HE   WAS    UNBEARABLE   /    AND HE WAS HER BLOOD.        she extended one leg out,     giving his side a shove with her foot before she    snapped her leg back against her chest.     it was her body and curled herself up into a small ball.      she ignored the screams of the television,      and was transfixed with a life upon the screen.       SHE  SCROLLED  !      enough for the sounds of the room to fizzle out and her    HYPER  FOCUS    to be directed straight to the phone.       ‘   are you saying you didn’t read any of this?   ‘     she asked,    still not looking up.   

    THE    TASTE    OF   RAW   HONEY   +    BLOOD   +   GUTS      ---- @clownleading        (   3   /     ?   )

                    AND   THERE  IT  WAS.     phone pressed against her palm as she pulled herself away from her position leaning her chin on his shoulder.     it caught her attention now.      DARK EYES FLICKERED!    as she shoved her body on the other side of the couch.     and they kept their distance for a while,       already sucked into the private lives of someone she considered a partner.    ‘  yeah and you living with your mom was normal.  ‘        THAT  WAS  A HISS  !         her eyes looking over the phone and squinted her eyes.     ‘  do you really want to talk about that?   ‘    

              THE    TASTE    OF   RAW   HONEY   !     (   2    /     ?   )

           THE    TASTE    OF   RAW   HONEY   !     (   1    /     ?   )

           ----------------    KILL    THE    MOTHERFUCKER     !