EAT LOCALS!

remake (2nd july 2021) of many previous multimuse and single muse blogs, written by valentine (aka magpie, gemma, viviana)

stories not meant for the world, c.f.

(via

aryawrites

don’t shake your head at me like that, you prick.

what’s the panic?

you wait here for me.

sorry for your trouble, you know, that’s all.

i hear you get nightmares. you know any cure for that?

you need to talk to someone, you can talk to me.

we’re always talking about down the road. down the road, we’ll be happy. down the road, it’ll be perfect. but it never is.

don’t shout at me.

jesus, what is it now?

i’ll be straight up with you. i don’t give a shit about anyone, man.

you’re a fucking hypocrite, you know.

this is bullshit.

come here to me, sweetheart.

cops are gonna be all over this.

how come you know all this shit?

come here to me, buddy. you’re all right.

you’re not cut out for the life you’re leading.

relax, i’ll be back in an hour.

well, the body has experienced a trauma. body and mind are connected.

what do you keep smiling for?

these are whopping nuggets. think they’re made with real chicken.

it’s good to see you, pal.

you’re always wanting to blow shit up, aren’t you?

you’re gonna have to disappear.

and i asked you and you lied to me, swore blind you didn’t.

fuck off, will you? don’t be annoying me.

i’m in a bind, man. i’m in a fucking bind.

do you understand? that’s trauma.

hey! i’m in fucking heels here.

you’re gonna be all right, mate. okay? you’re gonna be all right.

you should’ve come to me before.

you’ll be late for your own funeral if you don’t watch it.

you should see your face. you thought i was serious?

you don’t think it matters ‘cause – ‘cause if someone was a bad person, but it does.

it’s all bullshit, you know. i’m so fucking tired all the time.

look, take my hand, go on.

listen, have a think about it, yeah?

call the cops. cops come. they don’t come. they never come.