Broken Hearts Club

I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car I hate it when you S T A R E, I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my M I N D, I hate you so much that it makes me sick, It even makes me R H Y M E I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie. I hate it when y o u make me laugh Even worse when you make me C R Y I hate the way you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. but mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even C L O S E, not even a little bit, not even at a l l.

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🔞 - Personal

Recent Text Sent - ‘he was hot but like, i thought his mom was hotter’

🚨 - Alarming

Recent Google Search - “Does Yale have bomb shelters/bunkers?’

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what's your favorite thing about celeste?

she’s super fun to be around and really funny <3

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❤️ - Loving

🔞 - Personal

💣 - Threatening

🚨 - Alarming

🌺 - Cute

🦂 - Scary

👙 - Steamy

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My muse will be answering all and any questions sent their way with 100% truth and honesty!

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truthful tuesday !!

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okay, so I'll be on standby today while I'm working on an art piece. Usually I wouldn't be online if I'm working on something but because I love truthful tuesday so much, I'm here. Click that link and ask me whatever your heart desires bitchhh!

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“The only reason I haven’t made myself into El Chapo is because my brother gets the company when Father steps down. He has some real plans to turn the place around and I can’t ruin that for him.” Callie groaned, dramatically throwing her hands up in defeat. “Well, sometime’s ‘cool’ hook-ups are better than spicy rendezvous. Cool hook-ups don’t have that weird pressure to impress each other. And yes, miss celeste, I am in the dry season to end all dry seasons. Freshman year I had a gross amount of hook-ups and now I’m a senior and I can’t even get a date off of tinder. I want to actually date somebody, but the guys here aren’t really down for anything more than a one night stand.”

                 the redhead slightly tilts her head, listening carefully to what callie was telling her. “wow, that some brother loyalty you got going on. but the real question is… are you interested in the El Chapo at all? because if you are, i think you shouldn’t back down or something.” she shrugs, then laughs at the other girl’s statement. “we’re not really  trying to impress each other. we’re just enjoying what we have and it’s somehow… cute.” she says, smiling sheepishly. “you need to make yourself available, callie! start off with a hook up, get them hooked, and see where that shit goes! that how stuff usually works around here, anyway!”

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"I mean, honestly? My family already has money. For fucks sake, Carlisle Industries is a Fortune 500 business; my dad doesn't need any more money, he just likes the thrill. I was more disappointed that he was lying to me for my entire childhood about it...but I guess it would be kinda fun to be some sort of badass Pablo Escobar daughter. What would you do?" Callie stopped to think about it every now and then. What it would truly be like to embrace being a literal crime family member. It was... alluring

"You seem to really like whoever mystery man is though. I mean, you've kept him around, no offense. I don't have men just falling at my feet, begging to take me out for a drink. I'd like to, but I don't. Got any recommendations on which Yale hottie to pursue?"

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“Yeah, ew that’s nasty.” Callie giggled, breaking off a piece of her muffin and popping it in her mouth. “He hasn’t cut me off yet, he never really does… few years back, I caught him lying to the feds about his ‘business funds’ and stuff. Caused a real rift between us. So, now it’s pretty much blackmailing each other back and forth until we get what we want. I keep his secrets in return for his dough until I can get off my feet. Whatevs.” she could feel herself gritting her teeth which she always did when she thought about her father. “Anywho, I haven’t heard much but from what I have heard it sounds like you’re having some pretty spicy rendezvous. Whoever he is, he sounds like a wonder. Kinda surprised you found someone at Yale who can work that magic.” Callie wagged her eyebrows before breaking out in a laugh. “Kinda wish I could bag myself someone like that.”

                    “you bet! i would never ever live with a frat boy. ever!” celeste swore. she was a bit traumatized by the weird smell the boys had brought over to the delta house, since it usually smelled like roses before. now, it was a men’s cologne with a hint of rose. “why not just go for the gold and bag a huge amount of money? go do some illegal shit and runaway when you get millions!” she suggested, meaning every word she had said because she witnessed how awful her parents had treated her. “pretty spicy rendezvous? that’s what you call it? if anything, it’s not as spicy as everyone makes it look or sound like. it’s just… cool.” she shrugs. “are you in your dry season, miss callie?”

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"The only reason I haven't made myself into El Chapo is because my brother gets the company when Father steps down. He has some real plans to turn the place around and I can't ruin that for him." Callie groaned, dramatically throwing her hands up in defeat. "Well, sometime's 'cool' hook-ups are better than spicy rendezvous. Cool hook-ups don’t have that weird pressure to impress each other. And yes, miss celeste, I am in the dry season to end all dry seasons. Freshman year I had a gross amount of hook-ups and now I'm a senior and I can't even get a date off of tinder. I want to actually date somebody, but the guys here aren't really down for anything more than a one night stand."

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Carrie Fisher in the trash with a bottle of wine, 1977

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“tskk!” Callie smirked. “They smell like men. Last time I checked, men was a good smell. Unless it’s B.O. because that’s gross as fuck.” she laughed playfully, shaking her head. “And it’s the usual with my fam. Father threatening to cut me and my tuition off until he gets what he wants. It’s nothing I haven’t dealt with.” she rolled her eyes with an annoyed huff. “You know who I’m talking about, I’ve heard some things. Some rumors. If what I’ve heard is correct then you must be having the time of your life.”

                  “some smelled good, some didn’t. and that being mixed together is fuckin’ disgusting!” the girl laughed along, her eyes fixated on her friend. then, worry slowly creeps in to her system. “what does he want this time? and did he cut you off just yet?” she asks, hoping to get an answer from callie. things like these really concerns celeste. “what exactly did you hear, callie?”

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"Yeah, ew that's nasty." Callie giggled, breaking off a piece of her muffin and popping it in her mouth. "He hasn't cut me off yet, he never really does... few years back, I caught him lying to the feds about his 'business funds' and stuff. Caused a real rift between us. So, now it's pretty much blackmailing each other back and forth until we get what we want. I keep his secrets in return for his dough until I can get off my feet. Whatevs." she could feel herself gritting her teeth which she always did when she thought about her father. "Anywho, I haven't heard much but from what I have heard it sounds like you're having some pretty spicy rendezvous. Whoever he is, he sounds like a wonder. Kinda surprised you found someone at Yale who can work that magic." Callie wagged her eyebrows before breaking out in a laugh. “Kinda wish I could bag myself someone like that.”

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“Oh, of course I wanna know about you, silly.” Callie laughed, taking a sip of her drink. “A house full of lean mean Zeta machines wasn’t fun? C'mon, that’s every girl’s dream. I’m lowkey worried that you didn’t pass out from excitement. Anyways, I’m gucci. Family drama but nothing I can’t deal with. How are things with your man candy?”

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                    the redhead responded with a playful eyeroll. it was usual, and callie doesn’t take that as an offensive move. she was right, though. but in celeste’s situation, the zeta boys didn’t add thrill and fun into her week. “they are loud! they smell like men! the girls loved making them hot coco instead of cocktails! it wasn’t fun!” she explained, sighing at the thought of what had happened during the storm. “ooh, we got a strong girlie here. what happened? are they being the usual pain in the ass that they are? and what man candy are you talkin’ about?”

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"tskk!" Callie smirked. "They smell like men. Last time I checked, men was a good smell. Unless it's B.O. because that's gross as fuck." she laughed playfully, shaking her head. "And it's the usual with my fam. Father threatening to cut me and my tuition off until he gets what he wants. It's nothing I haven't dealt with." she rolled her eyes with an annoyed huff. "You know who I'm talking about, I've heard some things. Some rumors. If what I've heard is correct then you must be having the time of your life.”

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"Oh, of course I wanna know about you, silly." Callie laughed, taking a sip of her drink. "A house full of lean mean Zeta machines wasn't fun? C'mon, that's every girl's dream. I'm lowkey worried that you didn't pass out from excitement. Anyways, I'm gucci. Family drama but nothing I can't deal with. How are things with your man candy?"

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Callie exhaled a tired breath as she settled into the chair across from Celeste. They had spent the day doing their rounds through the mall, snagging all of the hottest deals before ending the day at their favorite cafe. Lugging around handfuls of shopping bags always seemed to wear her down. "There is nothing that a caramel frappuccino can't fix. So, what's the sitch, bitch? Spill that good ol' delta psi tea that I know you've got."

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ughhhHhhHH I don’t know what to postttt. I can’t see the yale:starters tag and everytime I post a starter, nobody replies. I don’t wanna get an activity check warning and I have posted wayyy too many musings posts. fAck. 

so, anybody wanna do a starter?

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Ugly mobile ooc post with no break, sorry.

Sorry I skipped out on truthful Tuesday. I've been sick for a couple weeks and I figured a mental health day was in order. Not that binge watching B99 is the best thing to do but it was the only thing I did and I enjoyed it v much.

Also, most of my close friends here have left and it's bummed me out. I'll be back in my groove soon ✌🏼