#madgie

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@comehearthemusicplay salt in the wound damn

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madame morrible.... MM....

flip it around... wicked witch.....

it’s 12am and I just burst out laughing AHHHAH

MADAM MORRIBLE MM FLIP IT AROUND WICKED WITCH WE ALL CRY IN UNISON

lizzy mcalpine lm flip it around love women🥹🥹🥹🤞🤞

also that looks exquisite

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ONE AND A HALF BOTS TO GO

(they should NOT have taken this long 😭😭)

YES LETS GO

are u still feeling sick 💔💔💔💔

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guys this is a madgie appreciation post.

if you dotn like madgie back away now

(Like any of those people exist bro.)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY IMOGEN MADGIE MY BELOVED I LOVE YOU SO MYCH I HOPE YOU ARE HAVONH THE BEST DAY ANF YOU GET EVERYTHING YOU WANTED YOU BETTER SHOW ME A FUCKING HAUL OF WHAT YOU GOT OKAY I LOVE YOU THATS ALL @comehearthemusicplay

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the very first madgieclare interaction on tiktok 😔😔

what if i told you im a mastermind.....

Clare and her “literally”s and “genuinely”s and “exactly”s i swear.

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That Winter Was Her Last

That winter was her last She died an unusual death On the Winter that her last It was when the winter began Did she breathed her last Yet, blessed be that she not died fast She died an unusual death Her hand frozen in a pained and agonized posed Her fingers curled, as if she was clawing for her life The ice stung like glass shards The winds were suffocating And death had slowly took its hold She died screaming, I hear Now her screams are left in the wind Such a horrible sound they are No one can say which killed her first In the winter that was her last She died and that winder was her last Her winter was not kind Her winter took her life without any sort of mercy She died screaming and no one knows what killed her first Was it the glass shards? Or was it hypothermia? Or was it both? No one knows and no can say for sure But that winter, the winter that took her life, was her last

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“Madgie in Red Shoes”

A heavily obese Madgie in red a white dress and red shoes. Toki's made her the dress but couldn't settle on a pattern, so she decided it would be better plain 

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Those Wounds Didn’t Heal

She shouldn't have lasted this long Yet, she had Despite having lost her hair She often vomited No longer could she walk The burns under her bandages didn't heal They often bled Blood showing through her bandages Those wounds didn't heal She suffered Vomiting and all But, yet, her wounds didn't heal Her death was long and most unpleasant She lived long enough to see the snow fall Still those wouldn't didn't heal I hope quite so that they would But they didn't She was too far gone She died after the neverending winter came Those wounds didn't heal