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[ioudas]

❝ the lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your steadfast love, o lord, endures forever. do not forsake the work of your hands. ❞

psalms

do you actually believe that, though? do you believe in destiny or do you believe that it is our own? discuss.

also, since we're having a deep conversation. google would have made my life a whole lot easier if it had existed in the 1800s. then again there would not be young men saying that they love vintage victorian erotica more than the mainstream kind (here's a hint: it's still erotica).

if you're a really old guy wearing a hood over your head, you owe me a saturday night for the one you ruined. cash only.

(ooc: sorry, this got really NSFW)

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[ioudas]

I'm sure you wouldn't.

[glassbox]

I'm still mad at you.

[ioudas]

There's nothing I can really do about that.

[glassbox]

Y'could stop bein' a bastard all the time, but that's a bit much t'ask, ain't it?

[ioudas]

Or, I've always acted this way and I just hid it from you.

[glassbox]

Y'don't think I know you, Cross?

[ioudas]

I'd like to think that you do.

[glassbox]

Maybe that's the goddamn problem.

[ioudas]

Or maybe it's the one where I'm still breathing.

[glassbox]

Yeah, well it ain't like I ain't been tempted t'fix that for you.

[ioudas]

You had your chance.

[glassbox]

We both had chances.

[ioudas]

Maybe you've just answered my question.

[glassbox]

God -- I dunno what I'm even talkin' t'you for.

[ioudas]

I can't answer that question, and you know it.

[glassbox]

All y'do is piss me off.

[ioudas]

To be fair, love, that's all I really do to everyone.

[glassbox]

Right, 'cause lumpin' me in with everyone else makes this a whole lot better, don't it.

[ioudas]

I like you a lot more than I like everyone else?

[glassbox]

Don't y'even start.

[ioudas]

Don't read too deeply into it.

[glassbox]

What's there t'read into?

[ioudas]

I like women, you're a woman -it's not that hard?

[glassbox]

Ugh. Asshole.

[ioudas]

You're welcome.