#intoxicatedxlies

[xdarkinside-blog]

[ ◐ ] ;;            "You fucked him. Again.                             You fucked him again."

[wakingeuphoria]

Glancing up from her book, Blake just canted her head to the side, "If you're not gonna buy a painting in the next five minutes, you're gonna have to leave. I'm closing up in twenty minutes and you can't be dawdling around for the rest of the night, man."

[fxckingcxnts]

{ ☾ } —— "Either you're getting high with me or get out because I need this shit." He said to the boy as he reached under his desk and grabbed the mini wooden jewelry box and grabbed the white powder substance, a few pre-rolled joints, and four blue pills. "The fuckin' joys of being best friends with a drug lord." He smirked. 

[xinoblitus]

intoxicatedxlies replied to your post:let’s take it down a notch with the sex and the...

i blame my muses… they won’t stop.. i apologize

im about to throw milo and mia at them. y'all need to cool off.

[xinoblitus]

intoxicatedxlies replied to your post:*biggest stalkers

I enjoy how I’m on here. [wiggles]

awww of course!

[xinoblitus]

intoxicatedxlies replied to your post “intoxicatedxlies replied to your post:intoxicatedxlies replied to your...”

no i'm not!

you are i'm n o t a rguING WITH YOU

[xinoblitus]

intoxicatedxlies replied to your post:happy christmas!!!!! my hair looks nice. ...

LOOK HOW PRETTY YOU AREEE IUERHPSGHEPSRIHHG

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[xdarkinside-blog]

 [ ◐ ] ;;        He doesn't normally have a fondness for the holidays. There's far long history for why     a long list of painful memories and Ireland winters. He doesn't dwell on the reasons, though. Instead, he shoves his hands into his pockets and huffs out a breath of white, standing on the front steps to a building he never thought he'd go back to. Ciaran supposes that happens a lot with him. With them, even. He thinks about turning around and going home. He reaches forward and knocks. Same thing, he supposes.