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most young kings get their heads cut off
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potential angst starters
“please don’t forget”
“you know you should have stayed”
“you’re cold on the inside”
“there’s a dog in your heart and it tells you to tear everything apart”
“you ruin everything you touch and destroy anyone you love”
“i know that you can’t hear me anymore”
“it’s so loud inside my head”
“i haven’t been all that you could have hoped for”
“if you held on a little longer, you would have more reasons to be proud”
“i talk to the shadows hoping you might be listening”
“how can i say this without breaking?”
“i loved and i lost you”
“i don’t want them to know the way i loved you”
“i don’t think they would accept me”
“your heart fits like a key”
“it’s so quiet here”
“you said that you weren’t alone”
“you still owe me a reason”
“i act like i don’t fucking care”
“maybe you’re too good for me”
“lately colors seem so bright”
“i can’t admit that you’ve got all the strings and know how to tug them”
“losing you was something i always did so well”
“i don’t do anything anymore”
“sorry, i nearly lost my head”
“this feeling i dread, it makes me wish i was dead”
“i’ll be alone instead, i don’t need anyone in this bed”
“i come home on my own”
“i don’t care if i don’t look pretty”
“big girls cry when their hearts are breaking”
“i’m in pain”
“she gives me toothaches just from kissing me”
“i didn’t care much how long i lived”
“heaven and hell were words to me”
“i need to feel your hands upon my face”
“words can be like knives. they can cut you open”
“i think i might have inhaled you”
“i can feel you flowing in me”
“i miss you more than i thought i would”
“i never meant to start a fire. i never meant to make you bleed”
“i’ll love the world like i should”
“the blood on my hands scares me to death”
“you took a chance and you took a fall for us”
“my love, look what you can do”
“i know in peace you’ll go. i hope relief is yours”
“was i selfish again? well, i can’t help that”
“i pour my heart out on the ice and everyone’s watching but you”
“i can’t see you, you can’t see me”
“everybody’s watching but you, and i don’t think i want them to”
“there’s a bitter storm inside of me”
“i do it all for you”
“it’s all gone to shit, it’s out of our hands”
“if you’re searching for us, you’ll find us side by side”
“as long as we’re going down, baby you should stick around”
“does any of this love exist or is this just a fire keeping out the cold?”
“memories never lie”
“tell me that i’m right”
“your tired, unfamiliar face says it all”
“even though we all grow old, love will never die”
“that was long ago”
“i used to call you my own, my dear”
“now you’re lost and i am drunk alone”
“when you said your last goodbye, i died a little bit inside”
“if you loved me, why’d you leave me?”
“our love was made for movie screens”
“i tried to be someone else for you”
“i thought that i loved you, but we weren’t love”
“there was something that was not there”
“i can sleep forever these days”
“i believe in anything that brings you back home to me”
“there is no distraction to mask what is real”
“now you’ll be missing from the photographs”
“in my thoughts, you’re far away”
“i can picture you so easily”
“what’s gonna be left the world if you’re not in it?”
“every minute of every hour, i miss you more”
“it’s such a shame we have to see them burn”
“i’ve lost control of all of my senses”
“put me in my place”
“i can’t help but think of you”
“it’s always been just you and me”
“and i’ll hold in these hands all that remains”
“i don’t want to rest in peace, i’d rather be the ghost that annoys you”
“hold me in your arms”
“don’t listen to your friends, they only care once in a while”
“it’s pulling me back”
“when you go home, everything looks different”
“i wish you would tell me how you really feel”
“when you leave me, you take away everything”
“that’s not our deal”
“i want you so much”
“i want to go back to the first time, the first place”
“my heart is open like a door, but i don’t trust you like before”
“you came and took me by surprise”
“maybe one day you’ll be the one, but until then…”
“now i’m fucked up and i’m missing you”
“please just look me in my face and tell me everything’s okay”
“i’ll never be like you”
“absolve me of my sins, won’t you?”
“it hurts me everytime i see you”
“i hate that i love you”
“you want her, you need her, and i’ll never be her”
“do you miss me like i miss you?”
“wedding bells were just alarms”
“you said you wouldn’t but you fucking did”
“i guess this is moving on”
“you don’t care, you never did”
“you don’t give a damn about me”
“you’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope”
“if you’re looking for love, know that love don’t live here anymore”
“i don’t want to see you go, i just want to see you smile”
“tell me that now is not the end”
“if you’re trying to find pity, then you need to look somewhere else”
“i’m a first class let down”
“how did it come to this?”
“love is a polaroid- better in picture but never can fill the void”
“if it’s broken then it can be fixed”
“all you need is time”
“we promised the world we’d tame it”
“i wonder what keeps us so high up”
“could there be a love beneath these wings?”
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grcyng:
“It probably hurts worse because you’ve convinced yourself that it’s a tumor,” Grace acknowledged, a laugh escaping her lips. She’d always talked herself into feeling worse. “Do you have ibuprofen?” she asked, glancing around his apartment.
“For real? This is exactly why I’m economics major,” he responded with a laugh, cut short by the throbbing pain in his head. “There should be some in the drawer under the sink. Thank you so much, by the way.”
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gicnna:
“Oh.” Gianna nodded, tapping her finger against her chin. “So I wouldn’t just show up to your door with pizza then.” She smiled. “We have pizza takeaway delivery in France, but being a dancer means I didn’t get to enjoy it very often.”
“no, not unless you’d like to. which i don’t think i’d mind,” he suggested with a laugh. “i’m with you on that. i had to give up pizza back when i was playing sports. today, though? not so much. what brought you to new york?”
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dcmxnic:
“One pineapple pizza is fine. If you could also get ham on it, that would be great,” Dominic said with a wink. “Dude, how’d you eat the whole pizza and not even realize it wasn’t yours?”
“you’re killing me here, dom,” elias responded, imagining the pineapples and ham touching each other and cringing. “as ridiculous as it sounds, i thought it was a gift from the food gods. or at least that’s what i told myself yesterday to justify eating it.”
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h-ollywarren:
“I know, I actually enjoy having you around. Crazy, right?“, she chuckled and raised her brows. “Just because it’s there and it’s edible doesn’t mean you should eat it, E. And complaining about it after you eat it? That’s just rude”. She frowned and stuck out her tongue, “Hawaiian pizza is great and I’m glad we’ll never order pizza because you’ll end up eating my part”.
“it’s insane, actually,” he retorted playfully. “i know-- i know. it’s just sometimes i think with my stomach and not my head, you feel?” he poked his lip out. “i can’t believe i ate your pizza, holls. of all the pizza’s i could accidentally eat, i think i feel the worst about eating yours. tell me how i can make it up to you, love.”
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valplum:
Plum stood in the foyer of Joe’s Bookshop, running her right index finger over the spines of the store’s latest additions. Joe’s was a semi-regular stop for the Hartfield resident; the prices were reasonable and they bought used books, so she’d typically stop by to see if something looked interesting and occasionally sell a few of her own titles gathering dust on her bookshelf. A bright yellow sundress hung from her rather sonsy frame, exposing her freckled neck and arms. She seemed at once focused and dreamy as if she was completely in the moment, but that moment happened to be filled with daydreams and a familiar tune in addition to her search for entertainment.
A novel caught her eye and she pulled it from its hiding place, scanning the cover for signs of intrigue. She knew you weren’t supposed to judge a book by its cover - but the covers of actual books often gave great insight into what was inside. She flipped the book over and scanned the description. A gay woman in the 1960s recruited by the CIA. “Huh,” she said curiously, glancing up to see if Joe was anywhere to be found, but he seemed to be upstairs or in his office. Deep brown eyes surveyed the room and found another nearby customer. She held the book toward them with a warm smile.
“You heard anything about this book?
reading, drinking, and smoking-- three of the things that had managed to keep elias afloat during his very sudden and unexpected mid-youth crisis. but it was books that had been with him for the longest. when his mother would go on her drunken rants, he’d taught himself to deflect her words, and chose instead to bury himself in a book instead. he’d finish his books so quickly and exchanged them out just as fast, to the point that all the librarians knew him by name. some of them would even allow him to check out a few more books than he was allowed to, knowing very well that he’d finish them all long before the due date. this love of books followed him into college, causing him to declare a minor in literature, despite it having absolutely nothing to do with economics-- but he simply didn’t care.
a bookstore was of the first things elias had searched for when he moved into his apartment a few years ago. and joe’s had been the perfect place. it was walking distance, which he’d always appreciated, and next to it was a coffee shop and a liquor store. he made his way down the aisle of books, brown eyes narrowed, face scrunched up in complete concentration. he’d been so entirely focused, that he hadn’t realized someone had asked him a question.
“huh-- oh, my bad.” his focused expression melted away and was replaced by a much friendlier one. he scanned the the frame of the book, but nothing came to mind. “nothing comes to mind. but it definitely looks like interesting read.” he gave the woman a once over, not completely certain that they’d met before. “have we met? i’m elias.”
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“look-- it was either a malignant tumor in my face, or a sinus infection,” elias explained wearily. “and considering the amount of pain i’m feeling, i went with the first option.” he may have been being just a tad bit dramatic.
“Did you read about that on WebMD?” Grace asked, sitting up in her seat to examine her friend. “You wouldn’t believe the number of people I treat on a daily basis who’ve misdiagnosed themselves with WebMD.” She reached over, pulling them closer.
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oliviasctt:
“I’ll drink anything that’s fruity,” Olivia replied with a smile, surprising no one. “I have a few things in my apartment that I can grab.” She was the type to mix anything with orange juice. “Uh, I’m fine with anything,” Olivia answered with a shrug. “It’s your call – just no pineapples or anchovies, obviously.”
“why did I have a feeling you were going to say that?” elias responded with a short laugh and shake of his head. “have you ever had strawberry lemonade svedka mixed with actual strawberry lemonade? it’s fantastic. oh-- and feel free to go grab anything. i’m just gonna order this pizza really quick.” as he dialed the phone for the pizza, he made his way into the kitchen, removing the svedka and strawberry lemonade. he picked out two pink solo cups, filling them with just enough ice and proceeded to mix the concoction. “these pink cups are fucking adorable-- oh, sorry man, i wasn’t talking to you. yeah, two cheese pizzas. with extra cheese.” he slid a cup in her direction. “just let me know what you think.”
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natashamoreno:
natasha raised her eyebrows, huffing, “well, there is really only one way that you can do that.” she liked the ER because it was always a challenge and always a good story for later. “oh, me too,” she nodded sarcastically, raising her glass as if to make a toast before bringing it to her lips and downing a big gulp. “it’s just a past time for me, too.”
“understood. guess you’ll just have to tell me the story then.” he finished the rest of his glass, and signaled at the bartender for another. “but wait until i get a few more drinks in me. it’ll be more entertaining that way.” elias chuckled at her response, but it had more to do with the tone of her voice. “somehow, you make sarcasm and derision seem cute. did i ever tell you that?”
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h-ollywarren:
“How about next time mysterious pizza arrives at our door, you ask first”, Holly rolled her eyes, shaking her head, “what if it was poisoned or something like that? And second of all, pineapple in pizza is a pretty great topping, especially when the other two ingredients are ham and jalapeño”.
“aw, look at you caring about me potentially being poisoned and shit,” he said playfully, tilting his head. “it was the edible, holls! i couldn’t stop myself. definitely have to work on my self control.” elias shook his head and sighed. “i could go for some jalapeño, but ham? absolutely not! now i know never to order a pizza with you.”
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gicnna:
“people deliver pizzas to other peoples’ doors? that’s nice of them.” gianna mused, unlocking the mailbox to her apartment, pulling the envelopes out of the small slot. “i’ve only just gotten here, but i’ll have to remember that americans do that.”
“we... kinda?” elias couldn’t help but to blurt out, smiling at the woman quizzically. he recognized her accent instantly, from the semester he spent abroad in france. “oh, you probably think we have strange pizza customs, or something. je suis désolé. there’s usually designated people at the pizza places who deliver the pizza, though.”
#( gianna. )#LMAO#i headcanoned that he speaks french#but i don't know shit about french so excuse me if my google translates are wrong
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hearthcpe:
“Definitely not mine, but I hope this person didn’t have to go to bed hungry because of you.” Something he had already experienced in the past and it also wasn’t uncommon that Fynn stopped by somewhere after work, to have something to eat in the middle of the night. The unhealthier the better, which seemed almost tragic considering that he was working at a hospital. “But honestly, no pineapple? That’s one of the best toppings out there, it’s like a vacation on a pizza. Let me ask you, what toppings would you recommend instead? Any secret combinations that I should try out?”.
“they probably did, honestly. but i think it’s a little too late for me to feel bad,” he said shrugging his shoulders and laughing. “vacation? more like hell on a pizza. or torture on a pizza. honestly, i just want to know who woke up one day and said to themselves, ‘hey, let me put pineapples on a pizza!’ and genuinely thought it was a good idea. and why did they pick pineapples of all fruits?”
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oliviasctt:
“I wish that were true,” she commented with a chuckle. It’d been a while since she’d just hung out and goofed off. “Pizza and drinks, of course,” she replied, smiling. “Movies are also a good call.” She’d never been one for video games.
“what do you drink again?” elias wanted to be sure he had something for her to drink, considering he’d been finishing bottles lately like it was nobody’s business. “and what toppings, love? that was my last question.”
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penxmitch:
“umh– i mean, seeing as how it was my pizza ordered to my taste…i’m not going to apologize for the pineapple.” she pursed her lips a bit, studying the male. “i assume you’re going to be paying me back?”
“yeah, um... that was a joke,” he said with a forced smile. “of course. did you want cash or do you have cash app?” this would be the last time he accepted unknown food from the “food gods.”
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dcmxnic:
“Dude, Elias, come on,” Dominic said with a feeling of sadness. “You know pineapple on pizza is my favorite food.” It had been Dominic’s go-to snack in college, and remained his go-to snack to this day. “I was wondering where my pizza was.”
“shit... i’m sorry, man. i should’ve known.” he suddenly recalled all the times he’d seen dominic eating disgusting, pineapple pizza in the nyu dining hall. “i don’t always think under the influence. but to make it up to you, i’ll order two pizzas. just please don’t make me order two pineapple ones. i don’t think i have the heart to do it.”
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