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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destinaticn: “I HAVE HEARD THE MERMAIDS SINGING, EACH TO EACH. I DO NOT THINK THEY WILL SING TO ME. blair waldorf, from the mind of brynn. established september 2016. ”

destinaticn:

I   HAVE   HEARD   THE   MERMAIDS   SINGING,   EACH   TO   EACH.    I   DO   NOT   THINK   THEY   WILL   SING   TO   ME. 

                       blair waldorf,   from the mind of brynn.   established september 2016.

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