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Following on from my last post. If I'd dreamt about what I was thinking about before bed last night it would have been Jeremy Kyle in the killjoys universe, which quite frankly, is a terrifying idea. I blame

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Related to lie detectors that give electric shocks. Oh how much do I love the killjoys kink meme. So many prompts that make my h/c loving heart sing. I want them all to be written, all of them! I'm not sure of the netiquette of linking, but if you too like hookers there may be something relevant to your interests here. I need to go comment with some prompts of my own at some point, then you can pretend you don't know which prompts are mine.

We're planning to head to the cinema at some point this morning. That is if James ever wakes up. Until then, have the Pete Wentz poetry meme, which resulted in a poem of WOE!

The "Be Pete Wentz " Poetry Meme works thusly:

1. Put your music player of choice on shuffle.
2. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title.

*Bonus Points For Guessing All 21 Songs*

I Will Never Find Another Lover Sweeter Than You

We were in your basement hiding out.
Why does it feel like night today
Don't take them faces at their value in a cynical town
Karma police, arrest this man
Turning into something, drifting off into old ways

How cruel, is the golden rule
If all of life is just a dream
Now I know, that I can make you stay
I pulled into Nazareth, I was feeling about half past dead
Seeing things, going places

Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favorite scenes
And we can run from the backdrop
They're these terrors
Don't want to be an American idiot
Another day, walking to the same old beat

She's gonna fall from me
Take your swing and fall
Josie's on a vacation far away
I can not take this any more
We've broken down

ETA: Hours later and he's still asleep. I've read my flist, watched some fingering porn and am now listening to Mikey's radio interview. They have been beaming on stage. I have heart eyes here, people. Hearts. In. My. Eyes. Keep talking forever, Mikeyway.

ETA2: Okay, fine. I'll just sit here and think about prompts. They'd have fucking machines in the desert, right? Also latex gloves. They for sure have hands and fingers and first times that involve kissing and holding and soothing.

Also, I always have to make sure I haven't put down dessert for desert which makes me think of jelly wrestling. It could happen! They have occupy themselves somehow on those long nights. A paddling pool, some j

ETA3: I think I'll just sit and gaze at these