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i think i've been in hollywood for too long, cause i can FEEL my soul BURNING, feel it burning slow, but i would be nothing without the t o u c h. i feel the rush and it's AMAZING. indie rp. selective bitch lol. var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5110447"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "http://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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                                   oforchids | indie multi-muse. 

                                                         ( meet zahra & detroit. )

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                                   oforchids | indie multi-muse. 

                                                         ( meet zahra & detroit. )

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                                        oforchids | indie rp blog.  

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hello.

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           ‘ a restraining order is a little ridiculous, don’t you think? ’ her brows knitted together for a moment as she thought about it. she’d never been in trouble before ( at least not in the aspect of needing a restraining order ) and it seemed a little insane that he ACTUALLY thought about getting one against her. marleny was about to scream. ‘ yeah, that’s pretty obvious. that’s a little on the low side, don’t you think? i tried reaching out to you when i left, but it’s apparent that you were either dick deep in another woman or to high to answer the phone. i might have left ten messages that night. ’ marleny was halfway offended and halfway hurt that he even thought about something so extreme. tugging her lower lip between her teeth, she watched as he flopped down onto the mattress and took a long drink from the bottle. rolling her eyes, the female reached out and took the bottle from his hands, taking a drink for herself at the sound of his words. ‘ don’t try to paint me as the bad guy just because i left. why don’t you take the time to search my name once in a while and see the disgusting things they said about me being with you. then we’ll talk about why i left. ’

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     she should have known cartier better ; most if not everything he did was just a little bit ridiculous. ‘ ridiculous, babe... ’ he smacks his lips atrociously at her. ‘ is my MIDDLE name — you out of all people should know that, don’t you think? ’ he mocks her with an irritable grin, although he was sure she was at least 45% right ; most of cartier’s time since marleny’s departure had been spent indulging in everything everyone had told him to avoid, touring, and fucking an endless amount of women — if he had any sense of remorse or humility he might have actually been ashamed of himself. ‘ you didn’t think you were irreplaceable, did ‘ya? ’ he quirks a testing brow in her direction. he’s pushing buttons, waiting to see just long it takes for him to send her over the edge. breathing out a heavy sigh — he doesn’t have sympathy for her explanation, not even the slightest bit although he will admit, he had lowered his shield just for a moment, to perhaps relate to her rather unfortunate cause but nothing hits him, he shakes his head. ‘ who cares what they said about you — you were fuckin’ me? you’d be an imbecile to give that up for what bloody perez hilton has to say ‘bout ya’ on that shitty excuse of a website. ’ 

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          the most infuriating thing about all this was he was he was right. kaylan sweeten had completely belonged to cartier cole the moment his hands ran down her body and he left freckled kisses across her skin. she should have never taken him to her bed, never allowed him to touch her that way, never allowed him to snake his way into her heart and she was paying the price for that now. the brunette had half a mind to relent, to let the touch of his hand pacify her and let her head fall into contact with his chest accompanied by a defeated sigh… but being with cartier had taught her one thing, she was much more of a fighter than she had ever known. “is that what you want from me? to be your little slut and fuck you and some bigger slut in a sleazy club bathroom?” she questioned lowly, voice harsh and eyes narrowed as she pulled her hand from his tight hold. 

      she had half a mind to find the first young hot hollywood boy she could and lay her charm on him just to show cartier she wasn’t so passive and that she wouldn’t stand to be treated this way, not in front of camera’s and hundreds of their colleagues. her candy sweet blood was boiling at this point, her entire body itching to give him a taste of his own medicine. “are you so sure, cart? i could easily change that if you want.” kaylan seethed, pulling a class off a tray as a waiter passed by, her lips quickly at its rim to allow the liquid down her throat. her threats were empty, always would be because somehow along the way in this fucked up pr stunt turned true relationship she had absolutely fallen for him. complete, unrequited love and maybe thats what bothered her most about all this… bring so infatuated, so head over heels for someone she was sure didn’t possess even the maturity to love her back.

     in one gulp she finished the champagne, shaking her head out a bit and letting out a labored sigh before she was inching her way away from him. “will just see if after tonight cartier cole is the only one fuckiing all this.” she spoke lowly, almost like seduction as she ran her hands down the length of her body con covered bodice and just like the she was stepping down the stairs that would lead her to the dance floor, knowing all she had to truly do was stand there and sway her hips before a flock of men were surrounding her, begging to be the one she chose to wiggle that taut little body of hers against. 

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cartier cole is the MASTER of games — he likes to..., well — to put it in the simplest of ways, he likes to put people to the test — he likes to push buttons, make everyone around him overwhelmingly uncomfortable until they CRACKED or they CRAWLED away, deeply disturbed. it wasn’t only because he enjoyed it ( although he would be the first to admit that he thoroughly did ) but it was an effective way to test people’s loyalty — the simplest way to figure out what it was that they wanted from him in the first place. he cared about kaylan, maybe even loved her although he’d rather be chewed alive by vultures than to admit such a thing aloud but he knew she was only temporary ; anyone and everyone who entered his life always was.   he drops his painful grip around her wrist, his lips curling bitterly at her reactions. she was such a BLOODY CHILD, disgustingly loud with her actions and words. couldn’t she just wait it out until they were at least behind closed doors to begin her feeble antics. ‘ what i want from you— ’ he’s tempted to grasp a hold of her jaw, in an attempt to shut her up. ‘ —is to stop talking so bloody much all the damn time. ’ he hisses in his direction. it was bad enough he had tarnished his sex symbol persona to be in a relationship with an ungrateful bitch, the last thing he needed was people thinking he was a psychopathic boyfriend who belonged behind bars. it was no wonder he did his best to avoid relationships ( publicity stunt or not ), it seemed all they did was bring out the years of anger he’d managed to suppress inside of him. he watches her in silence, rolling his eyes at her ill attempt at making him jealous. maybe, if he wasn’t high on about five different things, he MIGHT have reacted, but the likelihood of him growing anything but irritated by the girl was very unlikely. he slicks his wet tongue over chapped lips, squinting slightly to catch a glimpse of a blurred kaylan swinging her hips on the dance floor. how cute. he smiles to himself, before breathing out a bitter laugh. was she REALLY going to play that game with him out of all people? he pauses for a moment, attempting to gain some control over his rampant thoughts before his gaze travels to the voluptuous waitress loading the table with liquor. he tongues at the inside of his mouth before ushering her over, while gaze remained fixated on kaylan.  if she was so keen on starting this, he was even keener on ending it. 

[chonce]

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I AM BACK FROM NEW YORK I’LL DO DRAFTS TOMORROW!

Christmas Sentence Starters!

[victoriajoan]

And they tell me you are evil and I answer: Yes, I know.

Patricia Smith, from Shoulda Been Jimi Savannah (via victoriajoan)

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merry christmas to all those celebrating!  & to those of you who aren’t, happy holidays! 

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sigh i am in such a bummy mood. my boyfriend is in nigeria spending the holidays with his family and i miss him so much & i’m ‘bout to get my period so my cramps are unreal. :c

Send “➧” if you’re a mutual who hasn’t roleplayed with me yet and you want to plot.