❝ I DON’T OWE YOU anythin’ . ❞
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❝ YOU’RE A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, countess. you haven’t aged a day since i’ve last seen you -- underneath the lights of the studio, dancing with mick & leaving those groupies jealous. ❞ // @timelesscreature
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❝ WHAT THIS HOTEL LACKS IN APPEARANCE makes up with these fine drinks served by that lovely bird over there. you all best give her a proper salary, she’s the only one giving this filthy rat’s nest a star rating. ❞ // @biblekill .
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i’ve had this icon for fiona for 2 years and i still dnt wanna change it :/
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STARTER CALL !
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bluesjudas.
❛ did you know that , in Ancient Rome whenever the warriors rode their stallions to battlefields they screamed ‘ Roma Victor ’ , which is so essential for a group of people to bound as one with a scream, it’s SENSATIONAL , don’t you think ? ❜
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❝ AS SENSATIONAL AS what rome is t’day. sounds more like a migraine than a bona fide victory to me. ❞
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Mockery, she can sense it from a mile away,the sardonic tint the woman uses in her voice is clear, which means that,somehow, they are both aware of the true nature of the house—still, Moira doesn’task, simply cants her head to the side and offers a soft nod of her head, “youdon’t believe in ghost stories, miss? then again, as you said, this is just avery old house with a bad reputation.”
❝ YOU CAN CUT THE CRAP, sweetheart. this shithole’s got a bad vibe, y’ ain’t foolin’ anyone, & y’ sure as the hell this place just might be -- ain’t foolin’ me . ❞ yet, her presence remains . index & thumb roll the cigarette between her lips as she ignites it, a cloud of ashen air forming atop the golden strands of her head. she makes an effort to blow a few puffs near moira’s proximity, ankles crossing as she leans backwards in the only comfortable recliner there. ❝ now, at the very least : you can make yourself useful. a martini, please. make it as filthy as those blinds you evidently neglect. ❞
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❝ SURELY, THERE IS NOTHIN’ OUT OF THE ORDINARY happenin’ in this loooovely antique house , hm ? no smoke & mirrors , nothin’ gimmicky . you’re just a lovely lil’ lady doin’ her job. isn’t that right , miss ? ❞ / @salaciousbehaved
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STARTER CALL !
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❝ YOU FOLK USED TO BE A MENACIN’ KIND. i think it got lost somewhere as soon as your creators somehow bred an entire group of wannabe calvin klein models who thrive off of their own self - pity . ❞
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the riveer styx can i die
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I USED TO THINK I UNDERSTOOD PAIN. a burn, a cut. a broken bone. heartbreak. but this is as if i’ve been dipped in the river styx and all the suffering of all the souls that ever were or will be has soaked my body.
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Why should I retract my claws for you?
What do I earn from playing nice?
I’ll choke on the cries I leave in my throat.
I am not sorry.
If I am angry, I will be angry.
I will be blinding light
I will be rage and shaky hands
I will be venom and teary eyes
I will not laugh at your jokes
I will not tuck my fangs away to smile for you.
I will look you dead in the eye
and
I will spit out teeth that are not mine.
“Ammit” by Jasmine Khaliq (via themxchiavellian)
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