Oct 15, 2017
wingedvisage: so is that a no to the san francisco date, or ????
nah, that’s still on
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wingedvisage: so is that a no to the san francisco date, or ????
nah, that’s still on
wingedvisage
oh thank god
looks like lucifer's here
i’m leaving again.
@wingedvisage from x
"i've tried, multiple times, but everything so far has been sent anonymously. letters shoved in my locker, chocolates outside my dorm room when i wake up, flowers sitting on my desk and no one has any clue who left them. i mean what if this person somehow gets my cell number and i end up getting weird texts or calls? i don't think i can deal with all of that again, and i know my parents will flip the moment they find out."
frustration was clear upon the dancer's face as she raked a hand through her long hair before biting on a nail, eyes trailing to the window and the still blue sky outside. she'd come to this school to get away from weird stalkers, not get a new one. all she wanted was to dance and sing, why couldn't she just be left to do those in peace?
icb i have a new girlfriend and i have to protect her from my photography teacher.
@wingedvisage / @mediatrixs
" if i didn't know any better, max, i would think you were avoiding me. "
Sneakers stopped in a sudden HALT, nose wrinkled in distaste, and eyes shut tight for a second as her plan to sneak out of the classroom unnoticed was thwarted. Ninja she was not, no matter how hard she tried. Max thought for sure his attention was drawn ELSEWHERE, long enough to slip out into the hallway. The last thing she wanted today was another lecture about how important it was to get her work out there, to submit a photo for the contest. Mr. Jefferson was PERSISTENT, she gave him that much.
She turned in his direction, with what she hoped was her more INNOCENT smile. The tiniest bit of pink dusting freckled cheeks, head angled just so he might not see that. She still HATED how she got so nervous around him. “ I’m not AVOIDING, Mr. Jefferson… I was just in a HURRY is all. I…told Dana I’d meet her after class for a study session. ”
calling out mark jeffershit and it’s only day one of bOTH OUR BLOGS.