solid gold, fourteen carat, barely burnished despite twenty years of hard molling. but beneath it, i knew, beneath that gold & stardust, she was all grit and sharp teeth gnashing, head twisting, talons out, tearing flesh.

make me queen

private, selective, independent blair waldorf.

or i'll make you bleed

you have to decide who you are, little girl, she told me once. once you know that, everyone else will too.

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SEMI-HIATUS NOTICE:    like many of you, i’m officially entering the deep, dark abyss that is finals week,  aka,   i’ll spend most of my time either in lecture halls or in the library with a coffee I.V.   so,  most replies will be put off until SATURDAY,  DECEMBER 17TH,  when i’m back at home.   in the meantime,  feel free to IM me or contact me on sk.y.pe  (  mccnbeams  )  ,  as talking is a great way to help me with stress,  and any conversation will be much appreciated.

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