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“Therefore, dark past, I’m about to do it. I’m about to forgive you for everything.” indie oc; written by noel

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i have moved maria over here to my mutli muse 

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i have moved maria over here to my mutli muse 

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i have moved maria over here to my mutli muse 

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i have moved maria over here to my mutli muse 

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i have moved maria over here to my mutli muse 

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// ruinaa

          “nothing. there’s nothing wrong with you.” maybe she doesn’t know this woman from a stranger on the street, but –– she knows that, at least. it’s said firmly, fiercely, and she shakes her head at the suggestion. “it’s all on him. he’s got the problem, not you.”

          “  --  i don’t know.  “  she blows her hair out of her face again.  “  my last boyfriend did too.  so it’s like  --  “  she shouldn’t be talking about this with a stranger,  but here she was.  

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MATEO // kiyote

     ❛ well - ❜  he clicks his tongue,  wholly unsympathetic.  ❛ as far as i remember,  he still has the tembleque monopoly in the house.  if you touched it,  yooou… brought that on yourself. ❜

           not what she wanted to hear.  she stares at him,  the knife in her hand shaking.   “  what.  “

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// ruinaa

          “no, that’s –– we can’t walk there.” she nods back toward the booth. from the door into the kitchen, daphne shoots her a questioning look, mouths weren’t you getting out of here? like josephine will actually give her an answer. she sits down, slides her bag off her shoulder, and gives her a sympathetic look. “–– i’m sorry.”

           “  it’s okay.  “  it wasn’t,  but there wasn’t anything to do about it.  “  i just like  --  want to know what’s wrong with me,  you know?  “

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@owncenotaph // sc. 

          she jumps on his shoulders,  tackling him.  “  i told you it was mine,  you stupid  --  “  because she knows it annoys him,  she shrieks in his ear. 

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// ruinaa

          “husband.” she slides her phone out of her pocket, ready to text him and let him know she’ll be late, because he worries otherwise. “–– but it’s okay. i can stay for a little while.”

           that was nice of her.  “  i’ll walk with you to your home.  “  she steps up to her side.  “  my boyfriend cheated on me.  and then i let him come back.  and then he did it again.  so.  “ 

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MATEO // kiyote

     ❛ jesus fuck. ❜  mateo recoils and snaps his hand to his chest.  he favors her with a borderline offended look.  ❛ alright,  alright.  i wasn’t going to. ❜

          “  leon took my last plate.  “  she says,  grumbly.  “  i’m going to have to get a lock on this damn fridge.  “

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// ruinaa

          “i’m –– sorry, shit. obviously. i’m ––” she lifts her left hand, wiggles her fingers. “–– married, so.”

          she stands there for a moment longer than she should’ve. rocks back on her heels, debates sliding into the booth across from her to talk. she’s exhausted, has more of a trek home now that they’re no longer in the apartment, but she can’t just leave her here, either.

          “it’s okay. if you want someone to talk to ––”

          “  no,  no,  it’s okay.  you look tired.  you should get home to your  --  “  she looks at her fingers,  a little jealous.  “  to your man.  girl.  whichever.  “  shrugging her hands into her pockets,  there’s a small smile there.  

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@kiyote // sc. 

           she slams a butter knife between his fingers.  “  it’s mine.  don’t touch it.  “

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// ruinaa

          “um ––” it’s been a long time, really, since she’s felt that way, but it plucks a familiar chord all the same. josephine shouldn’t stop, if only because she’s trying to get home herself, but she does. “–– i can –– do you need somewhere to go?”

           “  oh,  i meant like  --  take me home in the way that two self consenting adults take each other home.  “  she wrinkles her nose.  “  no,  i could go back home,  but  --  “  a shrug.  “  i’m a hot mess right now.  sorry.  “

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ROCK STYLE FASHION

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@ruinaa // 

           “  do you ever like  --  “  she blows hair out of her face.  “  think that something is going to work out,  and then he goes and runs off with another girl,  and then you’re like,  anyone here can take me home.  do you want to take me home.  “ 

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