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teakowski‌:

“it’s not a funny joke.” she grumbled, looking away once frankie sat next to her. the jokes were better than what she would be getting from anyone else anyway. tea considered throwing her phone in the lake, anything to avoid the constant calls and texts from both kitty and her parents “that’s not gonna fucking work, i already considered lying but.. it’s true. i can’t just-” she paused, glancing down at the flower to her right “..that bitch told them. she’s the only one that knew.”

"alright how about this one, i’m really sorry you had to kiss sebastian stan with that awful mustache,” she laughed, eyes darting to the flower, moving her foot farther away from it. for a moment she readjusted herself, taking in what teagan was saying. and as soon as daisey was referenced, her face faltered, her typically stony expression went pale. “she was complicated, but like, don’t call a dead girl a bitch.” she looked away, out over the school grounds. “i dunno if daisey was the type of person to give just one person all of her secrets. or at least all her pull over everyone here.” she kicked the ground, “that’s the thing with secrets, more people know them than we think do.”

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teakowski‌:

teagan dropped the wilting daisy on the curb next to where she sat, glancing to the side at the approaching girl “you’re so original, i’ve never heard that one.” she muttered, flipping her off. the last person she wanted to see in any circumstance was frankie, but right now it didn’t seem so bad.. at least it wasn’t anyone she cared about disappointing “that’s almost a compliment, frankie. think i deserve that right now?”

as frankie made her way closer, her brow quirked at the daisy, an odd choice of flower. however she decided it best not to say anything about it. instead she eased herself down onto the curb. “didn’t mean it as an insult. just a joke speedy.” she rested her elbows back, glancing at the shorter girl. “honestly you probably do, i mean the blogs a bunch of bullshit. just some girl who doesn’t have any friends and thought daisey was a walking god. just deny deny deny, i,tonya.”

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“oh my god tonya harding attends my very own school.” frankie called across the courtyard at tea. she laughed, waving her phone in the direction of the smaller girl. she found herself walking closer to the smaller girl, “you know margot robbie does kinda look like you.” @teakowski

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TWITTER

@sjfrankie: under the fucking bus i go i guess

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see also @stshepard

Affection meme

Send one for a gentle gesture. When possible, send “reverse” to invert the roles.

👫- To hold my muse’s hand

💕- To give them a kiss on the cheek

💋- To give them a kiss on the lips.

❦- To hug them.

🍓- To share a sweet together. 

🌙- To put a blanket on them as they sleep. 

✿- To give them a gift. ( Feel free to specify ) 

🍴- To invite them over for dinner.

☆- To give them a massage. 

⇨ - To see a movie together

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👄+ tea

“i don’t think she knows she’s gay yet, which like, that’s kinda funny as fuck. honestly though, sure she’s brainwashed by the sports culture at this school, but like take her out of that i bet she would be kinda fun. totally gay though.”

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👄 + ivy

“i don’t like really know her, but honestly i guess she’s alright. like trying to do this thing where i’m not so judgy, but like still. alright whatever, she gives me vibes like she would hate me, and honestly i would probably hate her too. so like fair game. but like open mindedness or whatever. she’s hot tho?”

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👄 + juniper

“june really is one bad bitch, like best ex girlfriend you could ask for. like it’s honestly kinda funny how we broke up, because i’m too much. like i’m too much for her, that shit is funny. she’s still fun to chill with, and fuck shit up with. like didn’t work out dating but she’s still someone i’m really tight with so, she’s tight.”

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send a ‘👄 + character name’ and my muse will talk about that character

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sms : nadia

nadia: i need an orgasm :/

nadia: any takers? it'll be a mutual, you get one too

frankie: ???????????????????

frankie: i feel like this was not meant for me lmao

frankie: you good???

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last person you hooked up with?

“you nosey fucks. suck a dick.” juniper.

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who is someone that you want to get to know more?

“well ever since i was kind of a massive cunt to her, i’ve felt bad about it, so probably kitty. she didn’t really deserve me being that mean, so like kinda wanna get to know her and fix it.” @kitty-pedersen

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favorite type of music?

“heavy metal, to get my rage on you know, but like if i’m just trying to chill i kinda only listen to paramore. i’m just gay for hayley williams honestly.”

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what do you regret?

“i just don’t have regrets. it seems stupid to want something and then not go for it. in case you can’t tell, i’m not someone to just sit on my ass. if i want something i go for it.” literally anything involving her and daisey she has many regrets about

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q & a’s

@frnki-e

@stshepard

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ofsofies‌:

sofie was wandering back to her dorm from the nearest coffee shop to her building when she spotted frankie. the small blond NEVER understood people who ran for enjoyment. like, why run unless someone was chasing you? admittedly, she had done it once or twice before to release a little tension, but otherwise? a boring activity. sofie was preparing to say something to the brunette girl, but before she could, the other came to a halt and began reading on their phone. a series of expletives fell from her mouth soon after, causing sofie’s dark brows to shoot up. “WHAT? what is it,” she blurted, forgoing a greeting all together.  

frankie began to shake her leg, annoyance running through her body. she looked up to see sofie, not giving any greeting either, just handing over her phone. the gossip blog’s post forcing people to confess their sins, or other’s sins. it was stupid. “this is stupid, the fucking gossip blog. i’m not doing it. i don’t give a fuck, i don’t think they actually know everything about everyone and i’m not letting them fucking scare me.” the taller girl huffed.

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andrford‌:

he was going to call out to his friend when he saw her just a little up ahead anyway, but then she stopped, her phone chiming at the exact same time his did. andy didn’t stop walking, though, already knowing what this meant. he kept his head ducked down at he read the post, walking the rest of the way to frankie and glancing up at her words “yeah, bullshit.” he breathed, more so stunned than the anger coming from his friend “we’re all kinda screwed.”

her hand holding her phone fell to her side, the other clasping at her forehead. “i’m not gonna do it. i’m not throwing someone under the bus for something as stupid as the fucking gossip.” she turned to look at her friend. her anger was rising, “do you believe any of it? like what type of psycho knows any of that? how can we even trust any of it?” she looked back at her phone again, reading over the post.