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nadiafvck:

“Sounds like it’d be a true tragedy, honestly. No one wants a wrinkled, middle-aged woman designing their clothes for them. It seemed a lot cooler when I was younger, I guess. Riley and I would sometimes sneak out to watch the stars, and we’d slip through the backdoor of some abandoned office building–they’re littered all over the place back home, figured we should take advantage of them–but I’d always get distracted just exploring, you know? Like, my brother would be rushing up the stairs to beat me to the top, but I’d be admiring columns or something. God, that sounds so stupid, I can’t believe I just told you of all people that. Yeah, but people who would be willing to work with me? I’m no less of a mutt than the animals I’d be working with. I just like the idea of everyone having a nice home, especially animals. Yes, but if you bury them deep enough, someday even you won’t be able to expose them anymore. Hey, you can’t blame me for asking, I just had to make sure. You mean when the doctors told me I was crazy? Kidding, of course, but uh, I was ten. It was scary, like really scary… still is sometimes. It gets easier to handle though.”

“It’s better for me to succeed before I’m thirty, anyhow. It’s not stupid. It was your dream. You know, when I was young, I always wanted to be a doctor. I wanted to help people and I was so sure I could do it. But everyone kept telling me it was no job for a decent young lady. And I believed them. I used to sneak into the hospitals and watch the doctors at work. All the blood didn’t scare me away back then. It drew me closer. See, now that was stupid of me to tell. If you present yourself right, Nadia, people are going to want to work with you. People like quick wit and determination. Weaknesses, just like secrets, have a way of surfacing no matter how hard you try to rid yourself of them. No matter how deep you bury them, they’re still there. Ten? When I was ten I was still playing with dolls. But what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?”

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. nadia }#srry this took so long #i kept getting lazy af

genrossi:

“ everyone does. they’re just personal, yeah? although, i would love to know yours – where you draw the line and all that. gluttony is a sin – people should be content with what they have and know there are always others less fortunate. dragging people down the road to hell isn’t right. you’re biased, though – that doesn’t make for good facts. is it, though? ”

“ if i told you, it’d make me vulnerable in some ways. the place where i draw the line is one of the few secrets i carry. we live in a world full of sinners. we’ve all sinned, haven’t we? you can’t expect me to believe you’ve not once done something that is typically considered wrong. even so, you’re right. people should be content, but never are. i, for one, am guilty of that. i never said it was a fact, gen. sure it’s honesty. you aren’t calling me a liar, are you? ”

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. genevieve }#omg ur so sweet thank u #ok but i'm rly digging their convo right now

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zachary: i am curious to know your zodiac sign

zachary: why you ask?

zachary: because i want to know what type of dish soap you are. it will define all of us i'm telling you.

violet: ok well

violet: i'm a pisces

violet: what dish soap am i? maybe i need to start buyin whatevs i am

#{ &&. text. }#{ &&. txt: zacharay }

anastasjias-blog

standing before the other’s hotel room door, clad in black shorts and a crop top, a mischevious grin on her lips, she reaches up and knocks on the door, requesting entrance to the room. “c’mon,” she whines after a few moments of silence, lower lip pulled into a pout as she awaits the other to open the door. “i have a plan for the night and it requires someone else to accompany me. so, will you please come out?” after the plead leaves her lips, she shifts her weight between her feet, impatient for the door to open and her night to unfold, a wild plan already fully formed in her mind.

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anastasjias:

violet woke up to the sound of knocking on her door. groaning, the brunette pulled off her silk sleeping mask and pushed the heavy bed sheets off her slim figure. “colette!” violet called, wondering where in the world her housemaid had run off to, “never mind, i’ll get it myself.” she added, already half way down the stairs. after reaching the door, violet drew back a curtain to check who was here so late into the night. a small gasp escaped her lips once recognizing the visitor to be anastasjia. violet opened the door in a swift, reluctant motion and arched a brow at the girl. “what brings you here..?” she questioned in a drowsy whisper, “it’s late and i was asleep.” violet self-consciously looked down at her silk nightgown, hoping it wasn’t too short or too see-through.

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. anastasjia }#omg i just saw this starter im trash #i know they arent pals or anything but they can hang righttt

javierffs:

hey, so where the hell is my welcome parade? you guys.. you’re losing touch with what’s really important here - think big, think me in a super comfy, expensive chair with like three of you waving giant leaves for air con while the rest feed me grapes and listen to me talk about my day. oh, and a chocolate fountain! get on with it.

welcome parade? i hate to break it to you, but you aren’t that special. if you’d really like that to happen, why don’t you hire servants? i’m sure somebody out there would be willing to do that for a considerable payment. um gross, as if! like i said, pay someone to do that for you. you’re insane if you believe people would voluntarily fan you, feed you or listen to you moan on and on about your day.

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. javier }#ur doing great #poor javier #i'll fan u

carmillafck:

clearly. it must be exhausting being such a pretentious elitist. so classy people can’t fuck? clearly you’re blind to the world you supposed live in because a god number of those rich men and women are into all that fifty shades of grey bondage crap and that sure as hell isn’t ‘making love.’

it must be exhausting being such a sleazy bitch. i’m not saying they can’t have sex, i’m saying they’re more disciplined than most people when doing so. i don’t see why it’s so hard for you to accept the term ‘making love’. fifty shades of grey was a disgusting display of sexual violence without consent. don’t compare that to the respectful wealthy class. not all rich people are classy, darling, the people who participate in such gross activities aren’t classy at all. anybody could’ve told you that.

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. carmilla }

hvkeems-deactivated20160212

mila and i already came to the conclusion that i like her looks and her music. sometimes.

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and i suppose you feel the same way about other female artists too? oh my god, aamir, get bent.

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. aamir }#ur so adoRABLE #ilysm

genrossi

“ of course. there are other ways, though – no one will ever not buy a cigarette. there is absolutely no need to expand such a morbid market. says who? i have never heard that before – i’d love to know your source. is this honesty or are you secretly being sarcastic? ”

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“ i agree with you, because in the end, i do have some morals. the thirst for money is never ending. even when people have enough, they want more, thus the birth of pastel cigarettes. i’m my own source, gen, but my dad once said something along those lines. it’s honesty, despite the way my tone implied otherwise. ”

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. genevieve }#ur still a genius #ur so in touch w gen that u came up with it w/o even knowing

@carterbro: @violette can u a. stop b. gtfo c. stop d. all of the above

@violette: @carterbro a. maybe, b. no, c. only if u put salt on all ur food :~) :~) d. eat lots of salt

#{ &&. twitter }#{ &&. t: carter }#violet wants him 2 overdose on salt

museinspo

museinspo’s aesthetic series — the fashion designer

fashion is now and tomorrow. who cares about the past?

#{ &&. musings }

carmillafck

we are animals, vi. oh, there are a million things wrong with it. right. i’m willing to bet that some of those ‘classy and deferential’ people are dying to have a good fuck.

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i’m not an animal, though clearly you are. this is a matter of opinion and your opinion happens to be wrong. if they’re ‘dying to have a good fuck’, then there’s nothing classy or deferential about them. and in my world, we call those sorts of people posers.

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. carmilla }

@carterbro: a. You're disgusting b. I'd rather eat frog legs @violette

@violette: @carterbro a. i'm cute af, b. put salt on the frog legs :~) :~)

#{ &&. twitter }#{ &&. t: carter }

genrossi

“ i’m not daft violet, i do know that. i’m just expressing how unfair i find it. it’s so deceitful and cruel – why would they advertise in such a way. i’m sure they could find other ways to entice by appealing to the younger crowd through tales of rebellion. at least the picture would be honest. no. i didn’t. what kind of girl do you think i am, violet? ”

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“ i was just making sure. it’s simply because they want to make money. money makes the world go ‘round and if lies are the way to get some, people are going to lie. i don’t know what to tell you, but propaganda is basically the eighth deadly sin. you’re right. i’m sorry for even thinking you’d stoop to that level. ”

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. genevieve }#omg ella #ur a genius #gen is literally the pastel pink cigarette

gabrielfck

thank you violet, I’m glad someone here agrees with me.

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as much as i dislike you, i’ve got to give you props for not being a mindless loser who’s going absolutely no where in life.

#{ &&. convo }#{ &&. zacharay }#how r u gabs #i hope u r good

@carterbro: fuck, if i see one more damn snail on tables i'm going to personally vomit for these people #stopthemadness

@violette: @carterbro they arent that bad......when u drown 'em in salt.... :~) try :~) it :~)

#{ &&. twitter }#{ &&. t: carter }#i'm proud of u

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