flew away.

( &&. foster whitemore ; ) they o n c e ruled my world.

[breathefoster-blog]

nikosux:

"Seriously?" Niko groaned in annoyance. "You couldn’t hold it in a little longer?" The smell was revolting. "You know what, you owe me a good decent lunch and new shoes. Actually, make that lots of coffee, a lunch and new shoes."

"Sorry." Foster mumbled, wiping the corners of her mouth. "If I could, do you think I would have puked?" She questioned, raising her eyebrow. "Fuck off. You're really pushing it, aren't you? Just help me, please?"

[bcnnett]

I don’t want your prostitution money, thanks but no thanks. Have you ever heard of a bank account? Do you still live in the middle ages? God, I think all that rough sex has gone to your head. You’ve lost some brain cells.

[breathefoster-blog]

I can't wait for the day for you to be begging for money, it's going to be great. Have you heard of being quiet? Shut up, you wish you had money to put into a bank account. I think I lost more brain cells being around you. Have fun being a poor whore, Lennon.

[bcnnett]

You know, you do that. If you want to make your money by fucking around then you go for it. But for the record, you might not want to carry money like that around in your pocket, that’s like screaming out to be mugged.

[breathefoster-blog]

Here, have a fifty. No, this isn't pity money I'm in the mood to be nice. I don't wanna be mugged by random people. 

[yuplydia-deactivated20150305]

I’m not behind the texts.

[breathefoster-blog]

Just wondering. What are you up to nowadays?

[bcnnett]

That’s— revolting. Well, first of all, it’s disgusting and second of all, why would you even consider doing it? You know, you could get a regular job and make money like a normal person. Yeah, which is illegal might I add. It’s basically prostitution, Brea. 

[breathefoster-blog]

Do I care what you think? So hurtful, just let me wipe my tears with the hundred dollar bills I carry around in my pocket. I'm so hurt. I was giving you ideas, god.

[bcnnett]

You’ve just reminded me exactly why I hate people. It can’t be that easy, hang out? Really? He’s got to want something more than that, your company can’t be that stimulating. An allowance. It sounds to me like he owns you. Are you his sugar baby? Oh my god, you totally are. You’re giving him sexual favours, aren’t you?

[breathefoster-blog]

Good to know. It really is, unless you get match up with some creep. Most are lonely old man who want some sort of company. No, no. He doesn't. Lennon, shut up! I am not doing anything, okay? Even if I did, what's the matter with that? I mean I'm getting paid okay.

[bcnnett]

Don’t patronize me, you know nothing about me or my life. There’s no such thing as money for nothing, you might want to watch what you’re getting yourself into.

[breathefoster-blog]

Too bad, too late, Seriously, I'm not joking. I mean it's nothing sexual if you're not into that sort of things, you just hang out with the guy and he'll give you allowance.

[yuplydia-deactivated20150305]

I like having people underestimating me.

[breathefoster-blog]

Are you sure you're not behind the texts?

[bcnnett]

Was that supposed to make me feel guilty because for the record, I only have one parent and she’s barely there so try again. And what might those connections be?

[breathefoster-blog]

Poor you, you have life it hard. Connections to guys who will give you money for nothing. I thought it was fake, but guess not.

[breathefoster-blog]

✉ text: ALL CONTACTS

Celeste: Still think this is a game? Let's see if dropping your deepest, darkest secrets one by one gives you a little... motivation. - C

Foster: Don't you even try.

Foster: I don't need anyone knowing anything about me.

[aliyasxmmers]

You are quite lucky it was my shoes you ruined and not my hat, or we would have to exchange some words. Ruining majesty such as this is surely sinful.

[breathefoster-blog]

I don't think my aim is that good to get puke on your hat, love. Listen, you can either help me or leave so.

[lockwoodcharlie]

Geez, Foster. Do you want a bucket?

[breathefoster-blog]

Yes, please. Hurry, I think I'm gonna puke again.

[isobellebae-deactivated20160219]

Oh hey no it’s okay don’t worry I hate them anyways. Come on, let’s get you to the bathroom. I’ll get the meds and water. Just loop your arm around my neck.

[breathefoster-blog]

Thanks. You're too kind, really. I'll try, god where did you go? Why am I seeing colors?

[gdisarah-blog]

So charming, darling. Just adorable.

[breathefoster-blog]

Thanks, I do try.

[gdisarah-blog]

Yeah, that doesn’t really make it any better. Like, at all. Get some water and a trash bin, drunkie. You obviously need one.

[breathefoster-blog]

I won't hesitate to puke on you again. I was just getting those things.

[gdisarah-blog]

Probably because you radiate the stench of bar pour liquor and are completely incapable of holding it down.

[breathefoster-blog]

Jokes on you, I didn't even go to a bar. I took from my grandma's store. So, you're wrong. I'm capable of holding it down. Just not around you.

[yuplydia-deactivated20150305]

Don’t pull the whole innoncent victim act, “You don’t know my story.” bull shit.

[breathefoster-blog]

I was joking. Haven't you seen the vine? Guess not. You should practice what you preach.