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alanhumphries · 4 years
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Collections in public places were always unusual and uncomfortable. During the day, there was too much going on. Too many people, too much noise. And at night, everything was uncannily still. Of course, dying out in the streets was rarely a person’s first choice, which made these assignments all the more unpleasant.
When he arrived at the end of the correct alley, Alan paused to check the book one last time.
Ian Barrett. 28. Pneumonia. A routine collection, if an unfortunate one, Alan thought to himself. He checked his watch - 02:50, so Mr. Barrett would notice him any time now. Alan preferred to wait until seen to approach; it seemed kinder, less startling for the dying that way.
“‘Ey, you,” Barrett rasped. “You ‘ere to finish me off?” Already leaning against one of the old brick buildings that flanked the alley, he collapsed in a coughing fit. 
“No,” Alan replied calmly, “just here to help.” This was Alan’s third pneumonia case of the day, and watching someone die like this made Alan nauseous every time. It was pitiful. It was familiar. … It was a painful reminder of what was to come. Just two more minutes. 
“Well, stay the fuck ‘way,” Barrett spat at him between labored breaths. “Don’ need ‘elp to die.”
As Alan got closer, he could smell the alcohol, the sweat, the piss. And, with each step, Barrett grew more and more agitated.
“Said stay the fuck ‘way, arsehole,” he hissed, drawing a knife and pointing it at Alan.
One minute. Alan summoned his scythe.
“Oh, sure, make a dyin’ man feel inferior… with your big… big fuckin’ fancy… f-fuck!” Each word was more difficult to get out than the last. This was the end. They both knew it.
“I’m just here to help,” Alan repeated, preparing for the strike.
Ian Barrett’s final words were barely more than a whisper as he plunged his own blade into his neck. “Don’… need… ‘elp.”
Fuck.
Barrett, Ian Daniel. Born 24th June, 1858, to Margaret Ramsey and Daniel Barrett. Died 3rd March, 1887, of blood loss from a self-inflicted knife wound. Forwarded to Assessment and Recruiting. - Sr. Collections Officer Alan Humphries.
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Jenny | @nordic_stories
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alanhumphries · 4 years
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I am full of grief. I am going to lie down and die and be reborn to come back as those roses,
Lyn Emanuel, from “Ordinary Objects,” featured in “When She Named Fire: An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry by American Women,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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English breakfast or earl grey for me.. but tonight it will be chamomile💤
what is yours?
source:http://instagram.com/_goodoldfashioned/
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Lemon & Rosemary Cake {GF} | Our Food Stories
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alanhumphries · 5 years
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[It’s apparently only been seven months (only!) since I last tried to be active on here - and that pretty much coincides with when my last Chromebook gave up on itself - but I have a new one now, and I can’t make promises because life (just got my first big kid job at the ripe old age of 27), but I want you all to know I miss you.]
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alanhumphries · 6 years
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Illustration for the magnificent Birdsong by @flecksofpoppy
 and my inspiration dealer as always link
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https://www.instagram.com/_inthedaylight/
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alanhumphries · 6 years
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politics are a nightmare i’m going to the scottish highlands to eat dirt and lavender
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alanhumphries · 6 years
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noirmotif :
Friendly reminder that if we’re mutuals, I’m interested in interacting with you!! I may not always have time to message you immediately or write you a starter but I appreciate you on my dash and I am always open to inbox shenanigans, tagging me in stuff, sending me memes, etc! I’ll try to send you stuff back too!  Thank you for following me ♡〜٩( ╹▿╹ )۶〜♡
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Get to know the people in my muse’s life.
Send me a symbol and I’ll tell you about…
🌟 …someone my muse trusts. 💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart. 💕 …someone my muse loves.  😒 …someone my muse hates. 🔥…someone my muse would die for. 💀 …someone my muse would kill for. 👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend. 💘 …someone my muse has a crush on. 🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past. 👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust. 💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires. 👿 …someone my muse used to like, but doesn’t anymore. 😉 …someone my muse has had sex with. 💋 …someone my muse used to date. 😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh. 👪 …someone in my muse’s family. 👑 …someone my muse is jealous of. 👊 …someone who hates my muse. 👫 …someone who has a crush on my muse. 👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget. 🍓…someone my muse has never met, but wants to meet. 👰 …someone my muse would consider marrying.
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Line; An Art Study, Edmund J Sullivan, 1922
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Handwriting can tell you a lot about a person. Go here and repost with your character’s handwriting style!
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tagged by: :) tagging: @contrarian-marion​, @aprimreaper​, @specsgod​, @donotrewind​, and you!
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