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leila: no

leila: by y'know not asking to post them online

leila: that would be a good start

teddy: oh i wasn't serious

teddy: what sort of monster do you think i am

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leila: no

leila: yeah and if u would've behaved better i would've sent more

leila: but now ur acting like this so :/

teddy: but how do you know i don't look like that under my clothes

teddy: define behaving better

teddy: i can say please and thank you

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leila: because of what MY pr lady would say

leila: if you put it anywhere i'll kill you

teddy: can i post it and say it's me

teddy: and wtf is that even it's not a REAL nude

teddy: you ripped me off

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leila: what the fuck

leila: no

teddy: aw tf why not my followers would love that

teddy: imagine what my pr lady would say it'd be hilarious

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leila: thank u :)

leila: http://68.media.tumblr.com/4f9a2dae598d32299e63365560aacf05/tumblr_inline_o4cjkhZeAe1sipj2z_250.png

teddy: do i have permission to post this on twitter

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leila: say please and i'll consider it

teddy: fine

teddy: PLEASE send nudes or stop texting me

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dorianwst:

“well unlike you i don’t live with my parents so she doesn’t still cut my hair or pick out my outfits. she lets me dress myself like a big boy.”

“ there’s some conflict in thinking my mother doesn’t love me but cares enough to dress me in the morning, but if it’s really your concern, i have my own place.      is this your way of looking for an invite? you’ll have to wine and dine me first, big guy, and i don’t put out on the first date. ”

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nocll:

“you can be mean to anyone else other than me,” she slightly snapped, turning to be back on her back. “kilograms are a kilogram, no matter what you’re measuring. do you seriously think feathers and steel weigh the same?”

“ i know, it’s just that you make it too easy.” his lips are steadily splitting into a cheshire grin that reaches his ears, though there’s a malice somewhere behind the glint in his gaze. “so you were listening. was that so hard to admit? ”

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leila: hey slut

teddy: send nudes or stop texting me

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cynthic:

‘ i didn’t know she was a beginner— she acts like she knows what she’s doing half the time. ’  cynthia crossed her arms over her chest ‘ do you ever have something nice to say or is just insult after insult ? ’

“ you and i must know different sides of jamilah. the woman couldn’t find her ass with both hands most of the time.” he’s leveling her with a look, unreadable despite the barest twitch of a smile at the corners of his lips. “is that a rhetorical question? ”

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cynthic:

she ignored his comment and shrugged ‘ just how you’d expect it to go, i guess. jamilah practically stuffed her face in it— which was fucking weird. ’

“ that’s what happens when you throw a beginner on the ropes straight off the bat,” teddy chides, flicking a sideways glance briefly over the bow of her lips. “blame yourself for being a shit teacher. ”

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pvrrishs:

nico wondered who the he was in this situation as he came into the other’s field of vision. he took it upon himself to be seated on the couches arm, “i – what? what are you on about?” nico asked arching a brow.

“ a kilogram of steel,” he repeats, slowing his words as if he’s addressing a child. “      and a kilogram of feathers. they’re the same weight, but it seems like feathers should be lighter, right? but they’re not. ”

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dorianwst:

“that’s a negative actually because unlike yours my mom actually loves me so…”

“ i refuse to believe that, actually, because no mother who truly loves her son would allow him out of the house looking like a shaved testicle. ”

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nocll:

“lets fuck off and just repeat what you said, sound good?” she asked, curving her body against the soft fabric of cynthia’s couch so that she could finally be facing him. 

“ how about you learn to fucking listen so i don’t have to repeat myself, helen?” his eyes roll, a trademark that he accents with a scowl, the corners of his lips dragging steadily downward. “but by all means, feel free to fuck off. ”

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jamilchs:

“is it now?” she said, a slight grin escaping her glossy lips. as she heard the familiar sound of the lighter flickering between her friends fingertips, jamilah couldn’t help but crave her long-time habit “hey, sharing is caring.”

“ it’s enough for some people       too much for most. i have no fuckin’ clue who my dad is, but the man must’ve been hung.” smoke winds up through his lungs, cascading past parted lips as his brows knit and a wide palm moves to swat her away. “no, fuck you. how’re you gonna expect me to share a toke when you wouldn’t even give me a line. ”

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jamilchs:

“you know, teddy i’m only saying this out of love—take good care of your looks, dear. you have nothing else at your disposal.”

“ i got a dick, and that’s good enough.” he’s popping a cigarette between his lips as he withdraws a lighter from his pocket, paying no mind to the fact that they’re indoors as he flicks at the spark wheel. “money helps too, i suppose. ”

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dorianwst:

“you’re an idiot…”

“ is that the pep talk your mommy gives you every morning before you leave the house? it’s cute how we all pick up on things from out parents, isn’t it? ”