#isamonsterx

[monsterfuckerx]

             “happy birthday, asshole.” she’s late, but hey, she’s acknowledging it. probably not a good thing, but it’s there. 

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[monsterfuckerx]

             “----you helped letha take trevor away.” does she have any real idea who he is? no. but that sense that had been all over trevor is all over him, and she was drawn to it like a moth to a flame. mismatched eyes consider him with a frown, a spark of familiarity making her want something even if she can’t identify it. “why would you do that?” 

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[monsterfuckerx]

                  “somebody started a rumor ya’ were dead,” it was her. shamelessly, since, you know, she realized he wasn’t dead. “i think ya’ got some poor folks hopes up.” 

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