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.
BRYNN NOT BLAIR i’m currently at disney and still away from my computer, but i know that when i get home, i’m gonna want a hundred disney world threads, so like this for a starter set at disney, when i get home