exoskeletons... pt. 2.
dialogue prompts from i keep my exoskeletons to myself by marisa crane.
i'm going to be the coolest kid in class.
love is choosing to listen to how someone's day went at least 30,000 times.
fuck today. let's go on a date.
i need something to help me cope.
do you have enough light?
how come everything that's important isn't good? and everything that's good isn't important?
i thought you wanted to be here with me.
i have good news. i can see into other dimensions.
do i look like i know anything about the world?
living is time travel, too.
don't let assholes fill your head with garbage.
i don't understand where i came from.
blood isn't what bonds people, it's what traps them.
you need to teach your offspring about right and wrong.
i'd like to get rained in with you.
a date often involves a sit-down dinner, in case you forgot.
i wouldn't know what to do on a date.
how many questions is too many questions.
how do you keep your human mask from peeling off?
sometimes i have dreams i'm being assassinated.
the best way to love someone is to start by asking how they'd like to be loved.
i want to keep what little of myself i have left.
if you're feeling compelled to destroy something, that means it is good.
that's exactly what they want. to isolate and shame you.
you mean, my self-loathing isn't increasing my sex appeal?
there's a reason you're supposed to do these things sober.
i don't know what you're talking about, but i like listening to you.
i've spent my entire life convinced i'm not real if i'm not loving someone.
i promise to listen, even if the topic is a non-preferred topic.
you look like the rest of my life.
i'm no longer avoiding my own avoidance.
i'm sick of all the hiding.
i know i'm acting all tough, but it's just my tough mask.
all this goodness makes me suspicious.
what do you want from me?
don't do anything you don't want to do, or aren't ready to do again.
i appreciate how honest you are with me, even when it's something i don't want to hear.
you're going to leave me, aren't you?
as much as i want to believe otherwise, you don't strike me as a real person.
sometimes the story isn't even a story. just a single moment.
i'm figuring out how to set aside our differences.
you're like the caretaker in a low-budget horror film.
i wish i had better words than 'i'm sorry', but i don't.
our bad parts can't cancel out our good parts.
not deciding is deciding, too.
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Something something, this is my brother and i can only love him with a shovel
Something something, a husband or child can be replaced. But who can grow me a new brother?
Something something, if my brother’s dead, I am not alive. If I’m alive, my brother can’t be dead.
(Irvine Welsh - Porno)
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me going to hit mark renton with my car
went to see where mark renton got hit by a car ive never been happier
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