Janaina Medeiros
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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“Men have no clear vision of the future--their violence does not have a purpose.” Virginia remarked with a scoff, reaching out for an envelope that was filled with cash. Perfectly manicured nails encased the envelope, not daring to give it to the other until an answer was said. “This man should come to me unharmed, do you understand? He will not be too willing if violence is used.”
enemies to lovers who are still pretending to be enemies for the reputation
WHAT IS UP I AM BACK! IN A NEW COUNTRY, WITH A NEW LAPTOP, I AM READY TO RP AGAIN
“because i belong to the ground, and it belongs to me.”
independent rp blog for the irish goddess MACHA.
FAAAAAK I JUST LISTENED TO HOZIER’S NEW ALBUM AND NOW I WANNA REVIVE MY MACHA BLOG????????? BUT ALSO WHERE THE HECK WILL I FIND THE TIME TO WRITE???????
dont talk to me like im stupid or i will slit your throat with a paperclip
Gene Tierney, 1942
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“Kind of you not to include me among them, though I wouldn’t exactly consider myself an intellectual.” And though the limp isn’t anything he can ever hide, unable to bend his right leg all the way through; though anyone who knows him even in the slightest knows that he’s suffered some or another grave injury back in the day and though he claims to see no shame in it – he can’t help but particularly notice it now, with a beautiful, intelligent lady at his arm – that while he may try to carry himself gracefully, there is still that unevenness in his step, that slight staggering, as he finally escorts her inside.
“Oh, you know – as fine as fine can be, considering the circumstances. Marco is, understandably, heartbroken, so – suffice it to say I haven’t been getting much sleep lately, either.” Staying up picking up the slack, while Levi remains entirely sympathetic to the Bianchis’ predicaments, has certainly been taking its toll on him – that much is evident in the redness of his eyes and the dark sacks hanging beneath them. Without having exchanged a single word, the hostess at the entrance to the restaurant seems to recognize him immediately and show the both of them to an intimate corner table.
“And you, Miss Hill?”
“Joe enjoys parading me around,” she sighed as she sat down upon the chair, crossing her legs after. “It gets quite tiring, but then, how does a girl like me make an honest living after being under his wing for so long?”
A chuckle left her red lips as she brushed a lock of hair away from her face. There was no turning back from the underworld, not after it had provided her and her family the means to lift themselves up from poverty. Gone were the days she had to whore herself out just to eat, or for her mother to work while juggling three crying babies then. Nowadays, she lived in quiet comfort, unaware of the life her daughter lived.
Virginia was scared that she too may be a casualty someday. She had not known Marco’s newphew long but he did not deserve his untimely death. Joe told her that whatever help the Bianchi’s needed, he would give.
“Joe and Marco have had their differences, but family is important to the two of them. We are prepared to help in any way we can.”
ACHE // FKA TWIGS
its not living (if its not with you) - the 1975
