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      no church in the wild by kanye west and jay z featuring the dream and frank ocean

    ❛ we formed a new religion, no sins as long as there’s permission. and deception is the only felony so never fuck nobody wit’out tellin’ me  ❜

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     ‘  but i don’t want to go out... i want to stay here & play. can’t we just do that instead ? ‘  &, as if to increase her chance of winning the other over, she offers them the most darling of pouts as well as shooting them the puppy dog eyes --- after all, they come as a package deal ! 

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CARSON: i know i said it was okay that you didn't wanna come on this trip

CARSON: but i actually really fucking miss you

CARSON: it'd be more fun if you came, i think.

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   it takes her no more than five minutes to get from the dodgy pub to the car, nose crinkled at the cat calls she receives on her way to the door. it’s her own fault for being alone, she thinks, but that doesn’t mean she won’t slink into the passenger seat as quickly as possible. ‘ can we go, please ? ’ she murmurs, tugging at the hem of her skirt.

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BEHATI: can you come pick me up

BEHATI: everyone's drunk and i'm desperate

BEHATI: i'll hook you up w/ one of my hots friends or something after please please luke

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BRYCE: what are u doing?

BRYCE: u wanna come to a party

BRYCE: one of my boys asked for you

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max: me n my side hoe (ft someones feet) max: this is what ur missing out on max: see if you came with me we couldve had fun max: but ur alone. being lonely. on ur own. without me !!!!

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“OH THIS ??” he points to the bruise on his left eye that is now a mixture between a vibrant yellow and sickish green. “that’s just the result of working hard, my friend.” emanual shows the other his knuckles. the white bandage that was once protecting his fists were now tattered and bloody, a sight he has grown accustomed to. “don’t worry, it doesn’t even hurt.”