&& “That was the right thing, Baby. It sucks, but it was right.”
"...I know."
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&& “That was the right thing, Baby. It sucks, but it was right.”
"...I know."
+paradizial, republici, inaltruism
"Visiting? Or do you go to school here?"
paradizial said: [sweet pea voice] I AM TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD GOD DAMN IT
sweetie we all know that's a lie
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honestly like there’s been one episode of ttgot oh my god they need to chill and let a fandom actually fucking grow first
paradizial
❝ Evening... ❞
She'd truly like to seem as if this is the first time she's stepped foot into such a place ---- smelled the scent of hairspray && sex, but its not. Though she's never really been very fond. Of the show, of the aesthetic, of course. Especially this one, whoever she is. Pretty thing...
paradizial replied to your post:paradizial replied to your post:Pluses to the...
Details tbh
skypes u tbh
wait ur not on hold up
"I've been on my own before."
Listen to how those words shake, insecure uprisings, trying to prove she isn't spineless. That abhorrent tremor to her tone, a wet sound at the back of her throat. Jesus, she hates feeling like this, making bleats like a battered sheep...so fucking weak. So let her have this, please. This false statement. Don't strip away her value with the truth. Just this once...
"Sure you have."
The snorted rebuff.
She's inconsequential because she's wrong.
"Look where that got us."
Sweet Pea's silencing sentence so much like stone, reducing Rocket. Sucking what strength from her she has left. Sweet Pea can slaughter a person's soul as easy as breathing at times without even being aware. It's a crime how cruel she can be.
Rocket deflates like a barely blown balloon, sagging, the shivers taking hold.
The eyeliner clatters to the vanity top, and the bulbs burn bright against her skin, but she is sweating with cold, and shaking with sick.
"Why don't you just say it."
balfour couscous: friends wtf i had one of my ocs almost kill another of my ocs just to make ur oc cry this IS friendship βεε: FUCK