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fckvada.

“so i’m wearing my leather jacket and my fishnets, right? and we ALL know portland’s the sensitive art town where all the hair-dyed freaks come to gather, but these girls had the audacity to try and make fun of my outfit while i was just waiting for my coffee. needless to say, they may be in the hospital with second degree burns, and also, my picture is now up in the ‘not allowed in’ wall section of the coffee shop downtown.”

“ fishnets are hot as fuck so who are they to make fun of you. ugh they’re so fucking annoying- just salty cause they got rejected to star in the addams family or something. i’m pretty sure you could just go in and pay to make them take it down. if you care that much about one specific coffee shop that is.”

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⸢ IMS · · · 📨 · · · OPEN ⸥

ELEANOR: and then he just slipped me his number on the back of the receipt

ELEANOR: like thank you sir i'll be sure to pay my fucking bills with that

ABIGAIL: was he cute

ABIGAIL: did you check out his hands though cause if he's one of those nail biters you are not calling him

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🆕 imessage

DASHIELL: i'm stranded in the middle of nowhere

DASHIELL: how this happened i don't know

DASHIELL: but my point is that i'm going to need someone to come and save me

ABIGAIL: that's unfortunate

ABIGAIL: i could come and pick you up

ABIGAIL: what's in it for me though

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@abbie4shaw: say what u want, but that jacob sartorius kids song sweatshirt is catchy as fuck

@abbie4shaw: stay woke

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kaia: wowww !!! were u at least successful ?? kaia: ummm,,,, sure thing yeah kaia: what are we doin ?

abigail: nah cause ur here abigail: kidding, or am i ? ? abigail: lit anythin i’m bored as fuu

snapchat // open

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mack: lol no mack: no matter how hot they are i aint gon hang if all they do is run their mouth

abigail: yawn abigail: r u still here abigail: only run they mouth if their bored as hell

snapchat // open

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mack: i would literally never hang out w/ someone who said that mack: i have standards mack: cya

abigail: lbr you’d hang out w any hot girl abigail: standards: hot girls abigail: you’re the one missing out hun

snapchat // open

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snapchat // open

abigail: sorry i didn’t see you there abigail: i was too busy, blockin out the haters abigail: now that i have your attention come hang out

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looll lazy as fuck AGAIN but herer ya go:

dis hoe abbie 

dnt call her abigail she’ll fuck u up

typical spoiled rich girl

she acc doesn’t really love herself she like knows she’s pretty but thinks she’s kinda average when lbr she’s hot af carlson woot woot

her parents were never around bc they both rich assholes who just sent her money n paid for her life, was practically raised by her older sister who is literally the same as abigail only like 5 years older

she lives in a house on her own w her lil cat whom is yet to be named

she acts like a hoe but she doesn’t really sleep around (she’s not scared of one night stands tho so hmu she’ll fuck ya boi)

literally hates boring people so if she finds u boring i feel bad for u son she got 99 problems and boring people is 1

she’s a bitch 

cute boys r her aesthetic 

the thought of having a boyfriend irks her bc the thought of settling down makes her sick

idk what else to say but hmu or like this for plots eyo fuck me up

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xaelai.

“if one more person grabs at my ass, i will slice their hands of with a fucking chainsaw — don’t they realise that my dress is expensive and i don’t want their filthy hands touching all over it.” xaela vented, as her lips rested on the rim of her coffee cup, not even caring to acknowledge the person in which she was spitting words at. she’d not long finished a shift ( at her job on the side ), which had consisted on several customers enjoying a grab of xaela, a move she ( evidently ) was no appreciative of.

“ damn, calm your shit. it’s not hard to actually just start screaming at them, they usually flake out and run away or apologise until you walk away.” she pushed her hair behind one side of her shoulder, sliding one hand into the back pocket of her jeans as she rested it there. “guys are pigs, give ‘em a taste of their own medicine. take your perfectly manicured nails and pinch their ass back, make ‘em bleed.” 

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freddicwho.

”My drug dealer just stopped by and did an elmo impression for my 2 year old nephew. That’s what I call good costumer service.” Freddie says, not caring the smallest bit whose ears those words could be caught by. Honestly, he has seen sober days, but then again, after a eight hours shift serving drinks left and right, could anyone blame him? Everybody handles differently. “I just wanna get high and take a fucking awesome nap, which may or may not turn into a twelve hours nap. Those are my goals for the rest of the week.”

“ why on earth would you let your drug dealer meet your nephew? honestly if he’s doing an elmo impression rather than selling you drugs isn’t that defeating the purpose of getting drugs- from the dealer.” she rolled her eyes, the boy in front of her rambling only made her want to roll her eyes to the back of her head- and pass out. “why get high then take a nap? you’re just wasting the high, honestly how are you still alive with this kinda logic.” 

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