[text] You’re my hero
[SMS; Margot] I told you I could be hardcore.

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[text] You’re my hero
[SMS; Margot] I told you I could be hardcore.
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Send “⁇” for a drunk text.
[SMS >> Margot] y ou knwo i really hate hteh tuerm puttinglips kick o na pig
[SMS >> Margot] that i s cute as hell i sodent get it
[SMS >> Margot] hwo is thazt an istult???
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ourdefiler, notquitepsychotic, hanniballecterthedoctor, generationalheiress, acceptoris
"no, no! you can't do that!"
( really, tegan? you're the advocate for being all holy & just? stop being a hypocrite. )
"This seems familiar."
sentences.
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“ —— It probably should, unless you’ve never had your picture taken before. And that seems unlikely.”
[text] We’ll talk again tomorrow.
text freddie.
new compose to: heiress
Same place & same time ?? Or are we going to have to move so we can keep as far away as possible from that brother of yours ??
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message sent at 10:27 PM
generationalheiress
Rouged lips twitched into the barest of smiles, settling over pallid skin as gloved hand ensnared the other's, grip firm. Like a politician did she stand; with false smile and feet apart as though the tiny woman might make herself stand tall in the presence of an adversary. Yet they were similar. Verger. Both had been heiress (in her case, potentially one) to vast legacies constructed by patriarchs throughout the ages. It was not often that The Lady of Sorrows met a woman of her calibre. Indeed; it was something of a rarity. Smile widened, pearly whites gleaming. in the sun. Still nothing genuine, still nothing true; but it was a smile nevertheless. Lips parted, and with a gentle murmur did the Holy Mother speak, timbres hushed and gentle.
"Charmed, I'm sure."
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Send “✖” If you think that I’m playing my character properly.
generationalheiress replied to your post “Mun Form:”
{{ i THOUGHT YOU WERE TALLER THAN ME OMG }}
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