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Margaret Qualley photographed by Damon Heath for Lula Magazine (2017)

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Margaret Qualley as Pussycat in ONCE UPON A TIME… IN HOLLYWOOD (2019) dir. Quentin Tarantino. 

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Margaret Qualley in Once Upon a Time in Hollywood (2019)

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🧠… gotten a concussion?

⚰️… had a near-death experience?

answered here!

💧… made a partner cry?

“Maybe.” Beck shifted in her seat and averted her eyes, sighing inaudibly as she waved her legs back and forth. “I broke up with someone a long time ago. The day before I was due to leave for dance school. I couldn’t… couldn’t look back at her.” Inhaling, she closed her eyes, trying not to cry herself. “So I never did find out if she cried or not. And anyways,” she pursed her lips, already looking unperturbed. “She wasn’t my ‘partner’ anymore after that.” 

📝… written a letter to someone you never sent?

answered here!

NEVER HAVE I EVER.

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😍… fallen in love at first sight?

“That’s some romantic bullshit I don’t believe in,” Beck declared. “I mean, sure, I’ve seen people and thought they were hot, but love?” Beck scrunched up her nose in disgust. “Nope.” 

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2️⃣… given a second chance, and then regretted it?

Beck breathed out, shaking her head vehemently. “God, no. I was raised pessimistic and doubtful of everyone. Trust and hope? Fuck that. Giving people second chances is basically asking for regret.” She rolled her eyes. “When I used to… perform, it was one chance up there. Fuck it up, and you don’t get a second chance. You need to be up there, on stage, giving your two-hundred percent all the time.” 

🏊‍♀️… gone skinny-dipping?

“Weirdly enough, no.” Beck wouldn’t admit it, but she couldn’t swim very well. It was one of those things that she was supposed to learn but never did. “I’m more of a mountains/woods girl. Or a sit-by-the-couch-with-popcorn-and-TV girl.” 

🗝… spilled a secret you weren’t supposed to?

“Mm, yeah,” Beck grimaced, but in an overt way that made it seem like she wasn’t actually that upset to have revealed secrets before. “Loose lips sink ships, but I love disasters. When it doesn’t involve me.” 

🧠… gotten a concussion?

“Yeah, when I got into my accident, along with the shattered femur, cracked ribs, and two broken arms, I had a major concussion. It sucked,” Beck answered flippantly. “Had cluster headaches and felt tired for like months after that.”

⚰️… had a near-death experience

“I guess you could call the car accident a ‘near-death experience’, or whatever.” Rolling her eyes, she pretended as if her injuries didn’t really faze her all that much. “I mean, before you even ask, no, I did not see my life flashing before my eyes.”

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Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire ~ JK Rowling

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🍻 ⏰🖤🗺😢

🍻… gotten black-out drunk?

“God, too many times to even count. If we’re talking like first time though…” Beck paused. She’d had sips of alcohol since she was twelve (only because her good-for-nothing mother left it out, and she was a curious kid with no supervision) but black-out? “Twenty-three.” Coincided with her accident. She’d vowed never to be like her alcoholic mother, but here she was. “And then every weekend after that.” 

⏰… stayed up past 48 hours?

“Yeah, when I was in rehab.” Shrugging, she put on a stony face. “Withdrawal’s a bitch, man. Felt like my skin was burning up and my insides were freezing cold at the same time. Forty-eight hours felt like two weeks.” 

🖤… broken someone’s heart?

“Maybe.” Beck thought back to her teenage years, when she was sixteen, and promised her eternal love for a girl that was too good for her. “Girl meets girl, girls fall in love… girl breaks girl’s heart.” Pursing her lips, Beck sighed. “Classic love story, plus one lesbian and a pans chick.” 

🗺… gotten lost?

“I love getting lost,” Beck gushed, smiling. “I walk around Newport all the time getting lost. And I did it back in New Haven and Boston too.” She thought back wistfully to her past homes, as much as she hated to call them that. “It’s like being a tourist in your own city.”

😢… cried in front of someone?

“Ugh — yes, I’m pretty sure I cried when I got pushed out of my mom’s vagina and the doctor pulled me out.” Crossing her arms, Beck huffed. “But if we’re talking ages seventeen and up…” Looking up, she shrugged. “Yes. But that’s all I’m going to say on it.” She pretended to lock her lips up and throw away the key. “Lips are sealed on that matter.”

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📝… written a letter to someone you never sent?

“No,” Beck replied, “only ‘cause I don’t believe in getting things off the chest or whatever. If I have something to say to you, I’ll mother-effin’ say it to your face. Or send the goddamn letter.” Crossing her arms, she blew a long strand of hair off her face in boredom. “Otherwise, it’s probably not worth saying, ya know? Might as well just trash it in your brain. Besides, these things have a way of causing drama and all that shit.” 

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💋… kissed somebody you weren’t supposed to kiss?

“All the time,” she chuckled. “Get me drunk enough and I’ll make out with anyone.” She pursed her lips. “Or anything.” 

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