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Charles Bukowski, Post Office, page: 76 (via amargedom)

“Me? Inappropriate? No. The minute you step into this house, your whole life becomes wide open for everyone to see – all that dirty laundry, Prom Queen.”

          “ I don’t remember agreeing this and I also don’t remember you being             in any position to start making up rules for me. So how about you             focus on your job like everybody else who spends their days here working             their butts off instead of digging around in other people’s business? “

“That’s something I’d never thought I’d hear from one of Annalise’s students. Well, we aren’t on trial for potential murders, now are we?”

          “ No, and neither were any of the people I’ve ever dated which brings           us right back to my original point: you’re being inappropriate and not           even factually correct. “

“What do you know about my sexual endeavours? I could’ve gotten laid last night, for all you know. Just ask Laurel. Well, I’m free to sleep with whomever I’d like to. Those just don’t include potential murderers.”

          “ I’ll pass. Unlike some of us, I’d rather keep my nose out of business           that’s none of mine. And I hate to break it to you but we’re all potential           murderers so get off your high horse. “

❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ What do you mean _____ framed you? ❜ ❛ You need to go. ❜ ❛ Don’t you dare smile. ❜ ❛ Screw up again, you’re gonna be the next dead body in this house. ❜ ❛ You want us, the real murderers, to go to the fake murderer’s trial? ❜ ❛ Let the slut-shaming begin. ❜ ❛ Always bringing me problems, never solutions. ❜ ❛ It was good with you. And real. Too real. So I got scared and I left. But you’re the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me. ❜ ❛ Get me some chocolate chip cookies, I hate all this healthy food! ❜ ❛ It feels good, doesn’t it? Being on the right side of justice for once? ❜ ❛ It’s really pretty stalker-y how much you care about taking her down, to be honest. ❜ ❛ And the worst part, I fell for that putz! ❜ ❛ That’s not a judgement. I admire your strength. ❜ ❛ Do you love him? ❜ ❛ Nothing like burning babies when you want to sway the jury. ❜ ❛ Look somebody in that house killed my sister. ❜ ❛ I’m going to lie to people if that means finding out who did it. ❜ ❛ I can not deal with anymore blood on my hands. ❜ ❛ Make me out to be the villian if it helps you sleep at night, but don’t you ever screw with my cases. ❜ ❛ I think about it a lot, killing myself. I have ever since I was a child. A lot of times I think the world would be a much better place without me in it. ❜ ❛ That’s just how we started, it’s not at all how I feel about you now. ❜ ❛ You think I don’t notice what’s happening here? ❜ ❛ Because that’s what we do around here. Ruin everyones lives to save yours. ❜ ❛ Who’s next, huh? Whose life do you want to destroy to stay free? ❜ ❛ Because I’m trying to protect you like always. When are you gonna finally accept that? ❜ ❛ You let me have sex with Eggs 911. ❜ ❛ I’ll protect you, ______. But we need to protect ______ too. That’s what we do for people that we love, right? ❜ ❛ You’ve had a little bad luck in the dating department. ❜ ❛ Your boyfriend has got to grow up sometime. God knows everyone else in the house has, now it’s his turn. ❜ ❛ Because you know what you took from me. ❜ ❛ She needed me, but I wasn’t there. ❜ ❛ The only time we had left together. You stole that! ❜ ❛ Right. I would hate me too.  ❜ ❛ I don’t hate you. I just don’t care about you. ❜ ❛ No one’s ever gonna love you that way. ❜ ❛ I don’t blame myself. A good person would cry for him right now. Grieve. But I can’t. I let him win for far too long. ❜ ❛ I believed him when he said he was the only one who could ever love me. ❜ ❛ Did the two of you kill her together? Oh great, so now I’m going to have to defend both of you. ❜ ❛ You’re messing with the wrong bitch. ❜ ❛ She’s so much nicer than you said. ❜ ❛ Me not paying attention to you is the best compliment you could ever get. ❜ ❛ I want you to die. That’s what I want. ❜ ❛ You need to decide whether you want to forgive me. I said I was sorry and I meant it but I’m not going to spread my legs as some sort of payment. ❜ ❛ I know I’m weird. People have always called me that, but I stick to myself ,and I don’t bother anyone, alright? ❜ ❛ Imagine your parents are the sick ones, and you’re the one that gets thrown out with the trash. ❜ ❛ You enjoy being her little boy toy, don’t you? That’s why you keep running back to _____ again and again, so she can fight your battles for you. ❜ ❛ You protect me. I protect you.  ❜ ❛ You all belong in hell. ❜ ❛ Shouldn’t I be getting some credit here for trying to be a good person for once? ❜ ❛ I mean, let’s end the cycle. ❜ ❛ Okay, I’m gonna up the window to throw up now. ❜ ❛ I’m allowed to be weirded out by this conversation. ❜ ❛ Why? Because you’re afraid to have feelings? ❜ ❛ Isn’t that cute of him? He’s taunting us with nicknames. ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to know me. Even the bad things.  ❜ ❛ That’s why the less you know, the better.  ❜ ❛ It’d be a pretty lame sleepover without pizza bites. ❜ ❛ And people have told me that I have a resting bitch face, so that’s probably what you’re reading as distraught. ❜ ❛ Keep your mouth shut. And we got no problems. ❜ ❛ We’re all bad people. That’s the only thing we have in common. ❜ ❛ I blame myself for everything that happened. ❜ ❛ We’re always doing stupid things. ❜ ❛ Oh my God, we’re going to do this again, aren’t we? ❜ ❛ _____, the reason why you feel it’s too hard is because you’re trying to do it all alone. ❜ ❛ _____ is a serial killer. ❜

“ —- But do you even have time to study or do you just fuck closeted men and our clients?”

          “ -- is this what happens when you don’t get laid for a week? Because           this is unbearable already. Do you really think you have room to talk about morality           in terms of who we sleep with? “

“But here’s my question: do law students, and students  in general, actually study or do they just fuck around with everyone?”

          “ The fact that you’re asking this makes me seriously wonder            how you ever got through school at all. “

          she can sense it; the way the tension drains from michaela’s           shoulders. the way she revels in the small gesture laurel offered.           though they’re the two women in the group, she finds it odd that           she knows the least about the other girl. michaela is, if anything,           extremely guarded. and laurel, being who she is, was never bra-           ve enough to try and rattle her cage. she didn’t see the point, any-           ways.           now, though, she’s interested. her eyes watch as her jaw shifts,           fingers reaching out to pull the papers closer, to distract herself           from the real matter at hand. ( if only she had the courage to tell           her, to really tell her just how alike they are. but, how does one           bring up ’hey, my ex-boyfriend killed a college student because           his boss told him to’ in casual conversation? )           instead, she nods. ❝ yeah. it’s everything i could get, anyways.           it’s mostly stuff we already know – things we took from kathryn,           things we learned along the way. it’s not much to base a concrete           theory off of, but, ❞ she pauses, turning to give her a look, ❝ that’s           where you come in. hopefully, anyways. ❞

    “ how? “ she asks finally, dropping an old report card back onto the piles     in front of her. “ how am i gonna help? he’s not answering my calls any     more than the ones of everybody else. we need to track down phillip. “

LEMONADE x #BLACKLIVESMATTER