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hearts, rose petals, red roses, whipped!
hearts: did/do you write your crushes name in the margins of your books?
“Am I a teenager? No, of course not. I had no time for that.”
red roses: what’s the last thing you gave someone for valentine’s day?
“My dick.”
whipped: have you ever embarrassed yourself in front of your s/o or crush? if yes, tell us about it
“No. I usually have control over myself. If I ever had a crush, that is.”
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fatimaalhadid · 5 years
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kisses, hearts, bouquet, romance!
hearts: did/do you write your crushes name in the margins of your books?
“How’d you know that?”
bouquet: have you ever dated someone twice?
“Not that I remember. If I did, that’s highly embarrassing.”
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fatimaalhadid · 5 years
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— closed starter for @farrahperetti
Farrah was somebody that Fatima, for some reason, admired. They were two completely different people, but the other woman sure knew how to have fun. Fatima wasn’t a stick in the mud by any means, but she had grown up with a diamond-encrusted spoon in her mouth. She knew nothing about the dirty, gritty world of Las Vegas. There was so much going on, she was afraid she would miss it all. That was why she loved hanging around the other woman. “So what kind of party are you having tonight? More importantly, can I be invited?”
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