✧* love god herself !

she liked m e s s y beds and movie nights without any lights on. she liked the quiet company of a few good friends. her idea of LOVE was ( gentle and s i l e n t ), like a whisper of a touch. some things are MAGICAL and magic, contrary to popular opinion, is often found in the most ordinary of places. › var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5430448"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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hi loves, 

i know this is kinda hard since ava just left earlier, but i’m leaving as well too. my time here with farah and everyone else has been incredible. i couldn’t have asked for a better character to develop here. i just find myself not knowing where to take farah and loosing muse for her rapidly. i will miss this place a lot. 

as of august 1st i’ll have been here 8 months, much much longer than i ever thought i’d be roleplaying farah. but her time and my time have come to move on. she’s been through so many good times here, and as have i.

i’m going to miss you all so so much! i wish nothing but the best for all of you, your muses and this roleplay! i’m so happy that i can say i have been apart of wealthy and that wealthy has been apart of me! if you want my contact info i’m more than happy to share it! i have skype and telegram! i also have a personal blog @sldechicks where you can find me!

i love you so so much <3

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“ oh, they were most definitely about you, love. i made that much clear, ” he says with a shake of his head, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to the nape of her neck. “ i missed you is all, ” he explains, his cheeks flushing slightly. “ yeah, join me on tour. just don’t get jealous, okay ? oh, nonna has been dyin’ to meet you. she tells me all the time that we’d have the most beautiful children and i have to tell her to relax, ” he laughs, palms slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt to feel closer to the girl. “ we just need to get away from here. you and me. ”

‘ i think the pictures made it pretty clear, not that i minded. i at least looked pretty decent in those pictures. ’ the blonde rambles as her fingers twine into the locks at the nape of arlo’s neck. ‘ i missed you. ’ she repeats the sentiment meaning it fully, her fingers stroke gingerly at the skin there. ‘ jealous of nonna ? ’ farah jokes with a teasing smile. ‘ hey, the arlo fans deserve some love. i guess i can share for a little bit, as long i get to be the one you come backstage to. ’ the blonde states as her brow lifts. ‘ and i’ve been dying to meet her, you know if i went to italy and we weren’t together i’d still pay her a visit. because i’m pretty sure nonna likes me with or without you. ’ the blonde says, cracking another joke. ‘ but i think she likes me better with you, since you know you’re her grandson and all. ’ farah adds quickly despite her previous statement being a joke. ‘ we do, we need to go back to being just us. without the prying eyes of tmz or others from the peanut gallery. ’

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blake has a drug problem

‘ i’d like to say this is news to me, but it’s not. as his best friend i’d like to do anything and EVERYTHING i can to help him. but he’s gotta want help before i can give it. it won’t do any GOOD if i force him to get better. ’

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JOSIE: let me think... no, that does NOT count as relaxing. you really need a spa day, more than i do

JOSIE: you don't have to do it all the time. i'll have you know, we did just fine without you last night. minus the cake throwing and fist fighting :)

JOSIE: well where have u been then i gotta know

FARAH: alright... i guess i do need a spa day

FARAH: ohhh i'm glad things went well, i mean the cake throwing and fist fighting aren't great.. but things have been worse that's for sure

FARAH: been laying low, kinda trying to work on myself

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JOSIE: ofc you could!! when's the last time u let yourself relax and not worry

JOSIE: being the mom friend has to get exhausting :(

JOSIE: pls don't say "good facial" ever again tho bc my mind went to places it shouldn't have... unless that's where u've been bc you've been mia

FARAH: um that's a good question... i try to relax does that count as relaxing?

FARAH: it's a tough job, but somebody's gotta do it

FARAH: oh... okay yea i won't say that again ever.

FARAH: that's definitely not where i've been can promise you that

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JOSIE: what an iconic, amazing, fantastic party

JOSIE: i'm beating myself up now for not taking the opportunity to go on insta live and show my followers what they were missing :/

JOSIE: but to get over that missed opportunity, i'm treating myself to a spa day

JOSIE: are u down to go with me :)

FARAH: a spa day??

FARAH: i could use some relaxation...

FARAH: a nice deep tissue massage and a good facial

[trashybooksforladies]

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          ✧* @stfublake !

[winterskim]

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          ✧* @avlo !

[a-hagar]

I’m that girl,  the one who  loves too much  and falls too quickly.

how can you blame me when your eyes are mapped with constellations // a.hagar ( via canadiemrps )

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“ i just … don’t want you to think i was shaming you for moving on. i’m happy when you’re happy, love, ” he tells her earnestly, but he’s overwhelmed with joy when she hints to the fact that her happy place is beside him. he, too, found solace in the company of farah boutros. a wide grin stretches across his face as she speaks, sizable palms hugging her waist as he tugs her onto his lap so that’s she facing him. “ look at us bein’ cheesy, ” he snickers, leaning forward to meet her lips once more. “ i know you said it awhile ago … but if you wanted t join me on tour for a bit, i’d love that. you could work on your application to law school on a terrace overlooking paris and rome and london and all these places, ” he explains through a laugh.

‘ no, no they were amazing songs, about me or not. plus, i wasn’t over you, and seeing that you weren’t really over me was kinda nice. ’ she tells him, her cheeks flushing slightly at her confession. the blonde smiles broadly when she’s pulled into arlo’s lap, arms looping around his neck. ‘ my mush back being a mush, some things never change. ’ she jokes after their small kiss. her head tilts to the side as she listens to him, a feeling of happiness floating over her as arlo continues his suggestion. ‘ join you on tour ? ’ she asks, her smile growing even more if that was possible. ‘ i’d love to join you on tour, i’ll be in the wings cheering you on the entire time. ’ farah promises as her fingers tangle in the tresses at the nape of his neck. ‘ plus we can even go visit nonna again after your tour is done, spend some time with her. she’d love that, right ? ’

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“ i always want you around. i know it didn’t seem that way … i mean, i publicly announced by two newest songs were about you, but they weren’t malicious ones. i love you. i always need you, ” he tells her, his voice a hushed whisper. arlo gives her a delicate hand a gentle squeeze, a soft smile gracing his lips before he leans forward and closes the distance between them, their lips meeting for the first time in literal months. he cherishes the embrace, before hesitantly moving away. “ i want this to work. you’re it for me, farah. i truly believe that. i’m sorry it took me so long to realize that, and i understand if you don’t want to fix things, but i have to let you know before i leave. ”

farah shakes her head at his statement. ‘ those were good songs arlo, don’t be sorry for them. ’ the blonde assures him with a faint smile. her eyes flutter shut when she feels arlo’s lips press against hers, a feeling she’s missed for months. the hand not holding arlo’s comes up to hold his cheek gently, thumb softly grazing against the scruff of his jawline. in an instant the kiss is over, and it’s way too soon for farah’s liking. ‘ i love you too, ’ she murmurs happily. finally happy after months of unhappiness. ‘ you’ve been it, you’ve always been it arlo. without a question, you were always mine. ’ the blonde tells him as she crawls over to nestle into his side. ‘ i always wanted to fix it, the day i handed you back that key i wanted to fix it. ’ she tells him, her hand coming to touch his chest. 

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◤°･ﾟ* txt to anyone

VERA: *8 time gold medalist..cmon farah..gotta get it right

VERA: i hope he spent that money on some nice vacations u kno

FARAH: sry sry my apologies, i said multi gold medalist though

FARAH: that or his kid

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◤°･ﾟ* txt to anyone

VERA: it is risky but it's entertaining

VERA: if i was offered as much money as he was, i would've rode the shark

FARAH: yea i guess

FARAH: apparently when you're an olympic multi gold medalist then nothing is risky or scary

FARAH: true i'm sure he got a lot of money

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“ yes, farah. thank you for warnin’ me, ” he teases, a soft laugh escaping him. a wide grin stretched across his face as she reiterates his previous sentiment, his heart fluttering at the reassurance she granted him. he shrugs softly, walking with her into the apartment, plopping down onto the sectional and practically sinking into the cushions. “ celebrating. i’m goin’ on the european portion of my tour soon, ” he explains. “ but, you know ? the only person i wanted to share my excitement with was you, which explains my sudden appearance at your apartment, ” arlo says through a smile.

farah shakes her head at his statement but follows him into her living room anyways. the svelte girl falling down beside him with a sigh. ‘ i know, i’m sorry i missed your shows close to home. ’ the blonde mumbles out an apology. ‘ i just didn’t know if you’d want me there, i didn’t want to kill your vibe or anything. ’ she adds in explanation, not wanting to burn their friendship bridge as well as their relationship bridge. ‘ you did ? ’ farah asks a bit surprised he still cares so much about her. ‘ well i’m glad you came over then, ’ the blonde reaches over to grasp his hand within her own, twining their fingers together. 

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the male inhales sharply, trying to steady his balance as he hears the pads of farah’s feet nearing the door, causing him to take a step back. “ hi, ” he says simply, an immediate smile gracing his lips once she sees her, immediately moving to pull her in for an embrace. “ i’m drunk and needed to see you, ” he snickers, pulling back to meet her gaze, a sizable palm cupping her cheek. the pad of his thumb ran across her bottom lip, his free hand moving to hug her hip. “ i miss you so fuckin’ much, ” he admits quietly. “ and i don’t know if you still have a boyfriend or whatever, but i want you, baby. i need you. i really do. ”

the blonde is quick to return his hug, but she can smell the alcohol on his breath when he speaks next. ‘ arlo you’re drunk, ’ farah tells him, as if he doesn’t already know how INTOXICATED he is. her own hand comes up to cup his c h e e k, holding his face in place so she can look into his eyes. the girl leans into his touch as a s i g h falls from her lips. ‘ i missed you too arlo, ’ she tells her ex. though she wishes they weren’t at odds like this. ‘ why are you DRUNK baby ? ’ farah asks him as she moves with him into her apartment. 

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arlo torre would soon be heading on the european stretch of his tour, which of course, he was beyond excited to embark on, but he couldn’t let things remain the way they were with farah. he loved the girl endlessly. he didn’t want to be at odds with her. he supposed he needed the liquid courage, clumsily stumbling up the stairs of the apartment complex he had been in hundreds of times before. the nerves had subsided completely and all that was left was the unadulterated need to be with his ex inamorata. “ farahhhhh, ” the man called, his fist knocking against the door of her apartment. he rested his head against the door, breathing in heavily. “ i miss you and i need to talk to you. please. ”

it had been a busy couple of weeks, things were c h a n g i n g for the blonde. things that farah had never expected to change. her relationship with arlo was on the rocks and she was missing school more than she ever believed was possible. the svelte girl sat on her bed, criss cross apple sauce while she stares b l a n k l y at what is supposed to be her short essay to add to her LAW SCHOOL application. her mind wanders to an all too familiar tall brunet. and in her daze she swears she hears his voice. when then knocking adds to the deep timbre, she finally realizes it’s NOT just her day dream. farah sets her laptop aside before she hops off the bed and pads towards her front door. ‘ arlo ? ’ the blonde asks, though she knows it’s him before she even opens the door. ‘ what are you doing here ? ’ farah asks him holding the door o p e n for him.

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◤°･ﾟ* txt to anyone

VERA: yes!!!

VERA: idk he thought that he could beat it i guess

VERA: honestly though, he probably got offered a lot of money

FARAH: wowo that's a bit.... risky

FARAH: true he probably did

FARAH: not that i blame him for taking it