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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LITTLE LIFE UPDATE ! i’ve been way stressed because of school, which is why i haven’t been around much, and so going to be dropping quite a few threads for my own sake. that being said, i have some homework due tomorrow, but i’m going to try to get on throughout the night to get some replies done.






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