#⊰ — MIRNA | conversations; so i make lemonade put on a dress & i go lay out in the dayroom & i wait for you to come on over & give it to me
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⊰ — imessage 📩 | dumb hoe
MIRNA: did you see a package from fraiser sterling when you got the mail?
MIRNA: they're asking me about when i'm going to post my picture with their jewellery as per our contract, but i never even saw anything from them in all my pr shit
#⊰ — MIRNA | conversations; so i make lemonade put on a dress & i go lay out in the dayroom & i wait for you to come on over & give it to me#⊰ — MIRNA | ft. yuri
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⊰ — INTERACTION | narvan
NERVES BUILT WINGS in her stomach, fluttering around the confines of skin and muscles, flitted between internal organs as she waited for her cousin to arrive. having a moment alone with nars was hard, but this was the closest she could get: with a camera crew and production walking around her apartment as she had to find the right way to tell the elder femme something that mirna considered to be an important bit of information. when nars arrived, her own crew with her, after years of dealing with having her entire life filmed thanks to narvan, mirna could almost freely speak in front of a camera peering into the most intimate parts of her life without even registering that it was happening. ‘ how was the studio? ’ she figured easing into this would save her nerves, but it wasn’t. this was not how she wanted to start with filming for their next season, but after everything from the club to the standing tension between wes and jax, mirna had to tell nars she was pregnant. it wasn’t like she had any other friends. // @renaisscnces
#for us this is short okay#⊰ — MIRNA | conversations; so i make lemonade put on a dress & i go lay out in the dayroom & i wait for you to come on over & give it to me#⊰ — MIRNA | ft. narvan#renaisscnces
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⊰ — INTERACTION | tba
GUYS MY AGE; hey violet
CONFUSION KNIT ITSELF NEATLY in the crease that lay between her threaded brows, head cocking to the side as she regarded the male in a whole new way. she’d never thought of him as insecure, as unsure in anything, but here he was questioning just why she was with him and it almost made the teen laugh when he brought up money. she’d been on her own since she’d started modelling. in all ways but physical age, only being eighteen, she felt like she was a grown up; like she was adult enough to date someone a decade and a half her senior. they matched mentally and that was all she cared about. ‘ i’m here because guys ‘my age’ don’t know how to treat me. i’m here because guys ‘my age’ don’t know how to touch me or love me, and you hold me and make me feel like i’m a woman. i’m never going back to little boys that just see me and want to fuck some supermodel for clout. i want to be here with you because we have a partnership. and you understand me, even when i don’t know if what i’m saying makes sense. ’ // @ofyearnings
#bc i only play her against certain people and keep up with it tbh#⊰ — MIRNA | conversations; so i make lemonade put on a dress & i go lay out in the dayroom & i wait for you to come on over & give it to me#ft. tba#ofyearnings
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⊰ — MIRNA FARAHAN | secondary muse
#⊰ — MIRNA | conversations; so i make lemonade put on a dress & i go lay out in the dayroom & i wait for you to come on over & give it to me#⊰ — MIRNA | musings; you only want me in other spaces come fill your gaps with people; i know no one so lonely trying to be yours#⊰ — MIRNA | visuals;on the pale pink counter give you a lap dance outside in a lawn chair drinking lemonade and playing with my hair#⊰ — MIRNA | playlist; need a place to hide but i can't find one near wanna feel alive outside i can fight my fear
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