chaos.

Wesley Wilson, your typical rich obnoxious megalomanic with a tendency to never shut the fuck up.

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auroramelody:

Aurora looked down, “I-I don’t t-think so…”

❝let’s meet in the middle and say yes, we think so.❞

[xwes]

persephoneleblanc:

“Are you alright, Wes?” Sephy turned around, hearing his voice in the supermarket, talking to someone else. 

wesley turned around, throwing a few packs of hello kitty band-aids in his chart. ❝i’m doing fan-fucking-tastic,❞ he mused, eyes scanning sephy’s appearance. ❝either you gained weight only in your stomach or you’re pregnant.❞ 

[xwes]

❝your chin looks like a ball sac. has anyone ever told you that? am i your first? am i the first to penetrate that hole of insults?❞

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