❛[ ● REC] ⌦ @dealher : lyrical starter!
❝-— This fast lane living, it's a curse better tell me what's your life worth- I think it's time for a change, 'cause the drugs won't work anymore. ❞
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❛[ ● REC] ⌦ @dealher : lyrical starter!
❝-— This fast lane living, it's a curse better tell me what's your life worth- I think it's time for a change, 'cause the drugs won't work anymore. ❞
i want to let you know i would die for vi. your portrayal and the voice you've developed for him is amazing.
✨ @dealher for BEEP BEEP, BIH. HOW’S MY PORTRAYAL. TELL ME WHILE I LISTEN TO BRITNEY SPEARS! still accepting.
I DO BELIEVE…. WE SHOULD THREAD. v honored for this mssg. you're a great writer! always cool seein you pop up on dash with ur para stuff, its fun to read. anyway ty ty ♥ ♥ ♥ my heart is warm
‘ technically not murder, but definitely bad. ‘ @ velma
YOU ARE A MAGNET .
* & → @dealher .
“ YOU THINK , HUH ? ” SHE LOOKS DOWN IN DISDAIN to the bloodied / writhing / vaguely man - shaped form at her feet. legs crossed over each other oh - so - casually where she’s perched on the hood of a car. baseball bat swung over her shoulder ( wood darkened with patches of crimson ). she nudges him with the tip of one toe , rolls her eyes at the PITIFUL noise , and looks up to the observer. “ i reckon he DESERVED IT. ”
“Are you okay?”
three little words ;; ACCEPTING
@dealher
“AS OKAY AS YOU CAN BE with ten pounds of stress sitting on your shoulders,” she said, a deep sigh passing through her lips. “But y'know, the joy of juggling your school work while working retail to pay for your rent... I need a CIGARETTE.”
“i have an acute phobia of people prying into my personal life.”
❛ believe me, i can relate. ❜ with TRUST ISSUES to a SCIENCE, the slightest probe of lydia’s psyche has her slamming the panic button — sure, she feels residual guilt for shutting her best friends out with a glacial facade in the past, but keeping her secrets close had always served her well among strangers with various ulterior motives. ❛ but avoiding certain invasion has its benefits. from my experience ? a little mysterious energy drives them crazy, ❜ teases the precocious strawberry blonde with a dimpled smile.
♡ @dealher / lydia quotes vol. 1 / accepting !
♡ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍’𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐃 , 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 ━━ the only trouble is , his bike’s in the shop , and he has no other way to get to said party . t-bird jacket is draped over his shoulder , one finger laced into the collar , and smoke hanging from his lips as he approached lottie with a sickly sweet grin . ‘ you goin’ to that house party tonight ? ’ he’d schmooze a ride out of her , if he had to . // @dealher .
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–––– dual promos / not accepting ‘cause y’all are wild af .
posted you magnificent babe .
❛ But nothing is better, sometimes. ❜
She is not wrong. Sometimes, nothing is better. Though the same cannot be said for the situation at hand and he finds little more than disappointment in place of relief. Fingers tap a tuneless rhythm against the wicked weapon worn against his thigh. Slow is the sigh that eases out of tired lungs and the Dredgen moves without comment. The way he sends a silent glare under eyes ignited by hellfire should be more than enough to voice displeasure.
Nothing could be better, but not today.