The Tale of Yuume Rabbit

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Reblogged from stylishwanderlust
Diane:  Well, what’s the matter, Mark? Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: It’s you that’s what’s wrong! Diane: Well at least us hold hands. Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: No, we’re not holding hands! Diane: No? But you seemed a lot more happy to do more last night. There’s nothing wrong with it. Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Its illegal that’s what’s wrong with it! You know what they do to people like me in prison? They cut your balls off and flush them down the toilet. Diane: Calm down; you’re not going to prison. Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: That’s very easy for you to say Diane! Diane: Can I see you again? Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: [scoffs] Certainly not! Diane: If you don’t see me again, I’ll tell the police. Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: [turns around and stares at Diane blankly] Diane: I’ll see you around then. 

Diane:  Well, what’s the matter, Mark? 
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: It’s you that’s what’s wrong! 
Diane: Well at least us hold hands. 
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: No, we’re not holding hands! 
Diane: No? But you seemed a lot more happy to do more last night. There’s nothing wrong with it. 
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Its illegal that’s what’s wrong with it! You know what they do to people like me in prison? They cut your balls off and flush them down the toilet. 
Diane: Calm down; you’re not going to prison. 
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: That’s very easy for you to say Diane! 
Diane: Can I see you again? 
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: [scoffs] Certainly not! 
Diane: If you don’t see me again, I’ll tell the police. 
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: [turns around and stares at Diane blankly
Diane: I’ll see you around then. 

(Source: stylishwanderlust, via ellephanta)

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