SEX, DRUGS & VIOLENCE!

❛  IF   YA   KEEP   TALKIN’       i’m gonna start chargin’ by the minute.  ❜

angel is very interested in the ‘is water wet’ discourse

❛  EH,    it’s a good start.   ❜      the spider hums in false thought,   gaze cast askance.   he sits upon blitzo’s desk,   picking at the various piles of paperwork,   seemingly  INDIFFERENT  to the imp.      ❛  ya ain’t outta the woods yet,   sweetheart.  ❜

❛  YOU’RE  LUCKY   a guy like that even looks at your   clown ass,   sweetheart.   ❜      an irritated roll of mismatched eyes.       ❛  whatcha gonna do when he snatches that neat lil’ book back   &   your shit hits the fan ?     get a fuckin’ clue.    kiss some ass   &   get over yourself,    ‘kay ?  ❜

I   NEED   A   FIX,      ana,    fix        &      i’m   sick   of    showin’   people   my   tricks    &    my   tics ! @sinningspider        private,   selective,   angel dust rp blog.

❛  WE’RE BOTH DRUNK,   ya sloppy bitch,   that ain’t no excuse.   ❜      still,   a smile dusts his lips.   the brush elegantly strokes her nails,   painting with precision,   even as she fusses about.       ❛  excited,   huh ?      ya miss me that much ?     pretty  lame,   molls.    didn’t take ya for such a softie.  ❜

angel realizing he really like imps tonight

❛  AWWWW,     don’t be mean,   baby !      i’m jus’ tuggin’ your tail.   ❜      the imp,   with with his understandably frustrated response,   only encourages the spider further.   his lithe body leans over the desk,   pointed fingers tapping incessantly.       ❛  saw your ad on a billboard.     cute shit !    wanna know how much it’d cost me to pop up in the livin’ world for a minute.    see how shit’s goin’ up there.  ❜