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y'know. i don't often hate the way my brain is and how difficult it makes certain things for me.
i do a little today though.
#i'm probably going to feel this way the rest of the week#got some Stressful Stuff on my plate - none of it is world ending no matter what my brain thinks#but it's stressful and needs to get done#we already took care of One of the big major things just today because i was having a breakdown about it#because peeks threw up on my favorite shirt after having thrown up all over my bed yesterday and i'm like#she does this when there's a lot of change and stress going on and we've just moved and also we're attempting peace negotiations between he#and Solaire and it's. y'know. hampered by the fact that she's poorly socialized and both of them are dumb as rocks#and so she's stressed out because of the myriad of changes happening to her#and i'm stressed out because she's stressed out PLUS all the other bureaucratic nonsense i have in my brain#AND there's external stress in my foundkin (we're workshopping ways i can integrate the Family Label to apply to folks who weren't terrible#to me when i was a child) and it's just like#i had a really good day yesterday#i've been having pretty good days in general and i knew the crash would come and i knew that i'd get stressed about these things to the max#and that's. like. I know the science and paths behind how we got here#but i also hate that i'm here in this mindset with these things and i also cannot do the laundry myself after all#first because stairs are not always conquerable (they are Exceptionally Not For Me as of yesterday to the point where i'm going to have to#limit myself to the bathroom that doesn't have 2 stairs down to it even if it's closer in the moment)#and second because i ABHOR the texture of tide pods but i cannot deny that they are useful and so much easier to use/keep tidy#than a jug of Cleaning Goo is#so like. i'm embarrassed that all my bedding needs washing and i'm embarrassed that my shirt needs washing#and i'm embarrassed that i make dirty clothes in general and i *am* getting over that#it's slow but the fact that physically laundry is not a task i can complete on the wet side of things#(i still really enjoy the process of folding and sorting though i don't get around to it quickly)#but like. this is one of the reasons why i get freaked out about the fact that i create laundry that needs doing#even if it's not actually my fault (i'm trying very hard to remember it's not my fault the cat threw up on my clothes#and them being put away would have meant she probably would have thrown up on something else that needed to be cleaned#like the bed for example - i cannot put my whole bed away so she doesn't throw up on it)#becuase i feel like i'm burdening someone else to do a whole bunch of work for *me* and i can't do anything in return#(as if i haven't been very deliberately trying to keep up with the dishes daily this whole week so i don't feel like i contribute nothing t#the household)
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I'm going to throw my hat into the ring as someone who smokes weed way more than they should.
If this is seen as disrespectful or rude tell me and I'll delete this. I think the fact theirs so many different kinds of weed and that some make people more hyper and some make people more tired is important. Even if you've smoked weed once or twice and it's made you tired it doesn't mean all weed will make you tired. It depends on the balance between THC and CBD to decide how it reacts.
πΎMurielπΎ
I feel he would stay away from THC the part of weed that gets you high but I could see him using CBD products. This is also due to CBD being used more for anxiety and helping with sleep and pain with the bonus that it cannot get you stoned.
Growing up around Asra he probably knows how to deal with stoned people and would probably let MC cuddle him or relax into him and chat. Maybe even using the time to braid their hair if it's something they enjoy.
Makes sure you drink water the next day and is probably the biggest mother hen out of the M6 when it comes to looking after a stoned MC or returning to the hut to a stoned MC.
As I said for him having it he would probably avoid smoking weed and instead would have some CBD product made by Asra to help with any soreness he gets. Even then it's probably something he didn't used to use until MC convinced him to try it. While you wouldn't find it in his cottage Asra would probably occasionally bring it round for Muriel.
I feel out of the M6 he would have the most conflicted feeling about the smell of weed smoke. Either hating it and trying to air out the hut and gently trying to get MC to smoke outside. Or seeing it as another herb smell and not caring much about it. For the smell of weed itself I feel he wouldn't mind as long as it wasn't too strong.
ππ¦Asraπ¦π
Once again I think the type of weed is very important. I know I personally use it to sleep but some types of weed make me more hyper.
With Asra I could see him leaning way more towards a balance between CBD and THC than preferring one over the other. Finding a head stone by itself too intense and a body stone by itself too heavy. Also enjoying the high so not just sticking to purely CBD and enjoying the way CBD can be used so not strictly sticking to THC either.
If it's the type of weed that drains energy and gives a stronger body high I could see Asra putting on some Arabic music and just vibing or even going on a small adventure to the magic realm, most likely hanging around his gate. Since the magic realms aren't safe and he wouldn't take the risk of trying to visit the magician for example while high.
If it's the type of weed that makes you more active I could see Asra taking it before doing something. Going on an adventure where the path is a bit bland? get the hyperactive weed and enjoy the walk that much more. Need to get a boring job done around the shop? why not be stoned and enjoy the whole process that much more?
I feel they would either love or hate the smell of weed smoke. If hate he'd definitely light incents that end up making it worse and before he knows it he has fifty burning and the shop smells like a mix of so many smells. Or he would love the smell and hotbox the bedroom at least once with MC. Probably not the shop not only due to how big it is as a space but also because of the ingredient's and the fact customers have to walk in and out even after the smoke is gone.
As for finding MC stoned he'd probably have some and join MC in the overstuffed bed for cuddles. And or see what MC is doing and join in or just watch them.
makes the most weirdest joints you have ever seen. Should they be able to light? no! do they light anyway? yes! does it work? yes! does it get lit on three different points? yes
πNadiaπ
I feel she would be the most against it. Not in the sense of wanting to make it illegal but not liking it for herself. This is due to how weed can fog your intuition and how you think in general. Like being drunk.
If she did I feel like Muriel she would lean towards CBD and the more medical side than the high side. Especially trying it at least once for her headaches to see if it helps.
I feel she would be most inclined to hate the smell of weed. Asking MC to smoke it on the veranda rather than their bedroom.
If she did get high I don't think the type of weed would matter as much, due to the fact she would probably not enjoy it very much. I don't know why, but she doesn't strike me as someone who enjoys being drunk, let alone high. Since they both mess with your ability to do things and can make you look like a fool. Something she is more defensive about not looking like.
Returning to find a stoned MC I feel she would cuddle MC and listen to them ramble. Enjoying hearing what their thinking about and how their feeling. Wanting MC to know their safe there and can enjoy the trip but ultimately refuse if offered some.
βJulianβ (I need to redo his route)
Honestly probably uses it the least out of the M6 not including Nadia.
Also more likely to be balance between THC and CBD enjoying both for different reasons but ultimately being indifferent towards weed in general.
*slams hands on table* once again it depends on the kind of weed. If it makes him tired he'd probably smoke it more often with some encouragement from MC as a way to get him to actually sleep and have a good night sleep. Or would laydown cuddling MC while being a lot quieter than normal.
If it makes him more active I could see him pacing in a circle and rambling to MC about something or another. Or making a cup of coffee or doing something with the newfound energy like a trip to the docks or Mazelinka's house.
Coming home to find MC stoned he'd probably prioritize making sure MC is okay and comfortable. Making sure MC has water and isn't having a bad trip. Letting them cuddle into him and listening to whatever they have to say or talking instead if MC doesn't have anything to say.
The worst at rolling but can make a functional bong out of an empty can, somehow. Don't ask how.
πΊPortiaπΊ
Probably leans more towards THC than CBD and I could see her only smoking at parties or when she's not doing work and is at a social event. So not often.
Mainly smokes the kind of weed she knows will make her hyper so she has more energy at these events and can to some extent enjoy it more.
If she finds weed that makes her sleepy she would probably keep it for late nights where her mind won't let her go to sleep. Had she finished everything on her to do list? were the flowers going to arrive on time? did the flower person even put the order in properly this time? what if the chefs didn't get the right list for the event? what if-
the smell of smoke probably wouldn't be her favorite but also wouldn't be as against it as Nadia. The same goes for the unsmoked weed smell. Having it laying around she would probably end up putting it in a container to help contain the smell from spreading all throughout her cottage.
Finding MC stoned she would probably make sure MC is comfortable and happy and end up joining them smoking a bit. Which probably leads to you both outside looking at the stars and coming up with random stories for each of them.
πLucioπ
probably smokes the most outside Asra.
Leans way more towards THC and thinks the idea of CBD is stupid
'People put weed on their bodies to NOT get high? why do that when you can just get high?'
most likely to do something stupid and blame the fact he's stoned but also refuses to not smoke if offered.
Finding MC stoned he'd probably already trying some to see if it's good before joining MC.
Doesn't matter if it makes him more hyper or calm he's doing something with the high. Sitting on a couch having people feed him while he rants? yap! dancing and being so hyper as to out dance anyone? yap! it doesn't matter if it's the kind that makes him tired or hyper he is always hyper.
the best at rolling joints and knows it although gets mad whenever Asra outshines him with a Faust shaped joint
The most light weight out of the M6 but finds a way to gloat about it meaning he can get higher even faster than they can.
How would Julian react to coming home to seeing his MC smoking weed. Would he join them after being confused? Also how would he and the M6 be like when stoned lol
Request filled! Once again, y'all, sorry for taking awhile! Life is busy and I'm doing my best :) <3
Julianπ¦ :
I mean, Julian probably wouldn't care.
I mean, he used to be a doctor, he knows that weed can have relaxing and calming affects.
He Probably gets a bit concerned if you end up paranoid, though, and will make you drink some water in an effort to help you.
Most likely won't ask for a hit, but might if he's stressed.
He's extremely bad at rolling his own blunts, they all end up falling apart.
If he gets high, though, he gets quiet and just stares at the ceiling cause he's day dreaming, like, *so* hard.
Asraπ:
He gets super giggley when he's high.
Like, you could crack the lamest joke, and They'll laugh for like five whole minutes about it.
When he's high he'll crave toaste so bad and while eating a whole load of bread cause he just eats toast after toast.
Will play some Arabic music quietly and just vibe out, but also gets sleepy so hell probably just lay on the floor like half awake while he listens to it.
Will hold Faust and start to cry cause they're getting sentimental.
Probably hates the smell of weed and will burn like, a million incense sticks, which just makes it worse in the end.
Murielπ:
He can't handle weed, like, at all.
It gets him feeling sick and dizzy and last time he tried weed he almost vomited.
So...
Yeah, he doesn't do weed.
But he doesn't really care if anyone else does it because the smell dosent bother him.
He's surprisingly good at rolling blunts, though.
Nadiaπ:
Doesn't really react to the weed.
She dosent quite care for it, either, so she doesn't really smoke it often.
She will sometimes though, since she finds that it helps reduce her headaches.
But like Asra, she also hates the smell of weed.
She'll literally open every window in the house and use like a hundred dehumidifies in an attempt to get rid of the smell.
If it has any affect on her which it usually doesn't, she'll probably just get a bit sleepy.
Portiaπ§‘:
Weed makes her super hyper so she usually smokes it when she's tired or wants to do some chores without getting exhausted.
She sleeps like, ten hours once she's finally done though, doesn't matter whether or not it's night or day.
She's horrible at rolling blunts so she bought this blunt roller thing she uses to roll them.
Only smokes it every once in awhile, but will literally make "kosher blunts" jokes each time she does.
Dosent really care about the smell but gets annoyed if it lingers in her bed or blankets.
Lucioπ:
He literally can't even smoke a full blunt.
He'll take ONE hit and he'll already be super dizzy and high already.
He tries to act like he can take it, but he can barely smoke weed at all.
He's a sore loser though and super petty, so sometimes he'll just light a blunt and wave it around his room so that the room will smell like weed.
Cause of his luck, though, the smell never lingers.
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#the arcana game#the arcana#the arcana apprentice#asra the arcana#asra the magician#portia devorak#julian devorak#lucio the arcana#muriel the arcana#nadia the arcana#the arcana nadia#rebloged
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Alright, my headcanon/prompt that's been living in my mind rent free is the idea that Vision doesn't buy Wanda flowers, he buys her vases with sprouts on them, new life ready to grow. When he first heard of people gifting each other flowers he didn't fully understand why you would kill something, and make your loved one watch it slowly wilt away, when you could get them something they'd help survive. After watching so many loved ones die, I just think Wanda would be really touched to help something live and grow (just like her love for him blossoming)
I love this head canon so much. So damn much! Iβve written a story before (Itβs About Thyme) that has them planting a garden and nurturing it as a way to mirror their relationship so to say I like to think about them with plants is an understatement. And then your gorgeous head canon looks at it in a way I never thought about and itβs perfect. Thank you for sharing it!
Hereβs a little fic that came to mind as I was reading your ask. I hope you like it!
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To say Vision is perplexed would be an understatement. Which is itself surprising because he has come to a tentative theory that to be human is to be irrational, and yet this, this crosses a line of reasoning he cannot begin to fathom. Typically he would have Wanda here to volley his concerns towards and to then explain in however many examples and phrasings that it takes for him to understand. Except he is here covertly, under the expert opinion of Sam, to procure a token of affection for all that Wanda provides him. Which brings him to a standstill of indecision waltzing along with a niggling horror at all the implications.
Luckily for him, he hopes, there is a sales associate close by. βPardon me?β The man turns towards him, brown apron emblazoned with stitched on daisies and a name tag that reads Samuel, a fitting name since the other Samuel in Visionβs life suggested this course of questionable action. βI was advised that purchasing and gifting flowers is a socially appropriate way to convey affection.β
Samuelβs eyes squint for half a second, a common reaction whenever Vision goes out in public. βUh, yeah. What does your special um,β this scanning over of Visionβs body is also common, uncomfortable, but he does his best to act unperturbed otherwise it might stoke potential fear into ire from his observer, βindividual like? Weβve got roses, carnations, lilies, daisies, asters. Anything float your boat?β
If this decision were a boat it would be taking on waves at the moment. βBut all of these have been removed from their roots.β
βYeah, kinda the whole point of making a bouquet.β
The sass is not appreciated but Vision believes in remaining polite because the attitude of the man could be compounded with mistreatment from other customers or negative life events and not solely due to Visionβs inquiry. βDoes that not mean they will wilt and die?β
Samuel does not share the distaste for this thought, a simple shrug and a rather unhelpful piece of advice given, βThey all come with flower food, helps them stay fresh a bit longer.β
βI see.β Vision determines this issue may be best cogitated alone, so he sends a polite, tight lipped smile towards the man, βThank you, Samuel.β
βYep.β
The man leaves and Vision continues his stare down with the beautifully variegated display case in front of him. The differing colors and petal shapes form a kaleidoscope of awe, one that feels romantic and wispy and desirable. Except they will all wilt, the petals will curl up and fall to the ground, and within a week it will be in the trash. His love is not so brief, so fragile and he is perplexed as to why he would present Wanda with a token that cannot survive. Would it not imply his love will fade? That he will, even if fed her own love and passion and attention, eventually fall away from her? Even if she were to dry them out, like he has seen Laura do at the Barton farmhouse, it would require her to keep them someplace safe and to never touch them, the lifeless remnants too delicate and brittle for anything other than distant observationβa poor metaphor for his intended message.
Wanda has endured so much already, the memories as vivid as the Tiger Lily in front of him, days of listlessness and tears, evenings brimming over with invasive memories of all the deaths and all the pain, the only salves he could offer were strong arms and gentle reassurances. Why would he gift her something that will also die? Provide a further suggestion that her life must always be dictated by loss? Why would anyone, rational or not, believe temporal brevity a better show of love than something lasting?
Vision turns away from the bouquets, prepared to leave the store and find somewhere quiet to reassess his gift. It is this defeated swivel that brings a small display into his view, one tucked away as if it was an afterthought. On it are simple clay pots of various sizes, bags of potting soil heaped on the ground next to it, and a little table top rotating kiosk of seed packets awaiting to be planted and nurtured into a long and beautiful life. Visionβs lips curl up at the new idea in his head.
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There is a subtle chime to her left, in the general vicinity of her door. It is the closest he ever gets to a knock. Wanda puts her book down and waits for the unmistakable gleam of vibranium and the glow of Visionβs phasing to come through the wall located mere inches from her fully functioning door. βHey Vizh.β
He pauses, irises twisting rapidly to the left and lips puckered as if heβs been caught doing something wrong. Which would be not using her door and yet he still persists and still always makes this face, and itβs a welcome joy in her day. βGood afternoon, Wanda.β Unlike usual, his hands remain behind his back, pulling the threads of his synthetic sweater into a tension similar to his body. βI, um, brought you something.β
Hoping to ease his nerves, she shuffles to the side a bit and then pats the mattress, inviting him to come over and haltingly lower himself to the bed, body remaining twisted to hide whatever it is. βWhat is it?β
Slowly he brings his arms into view and in his right hand is a clay pot with a little seed packet inside, all wrapped up in a red bow, and in his left is clenched a small bag of soil. Wanda shares her gratitude with a smile, scarlet twining around the gifts and bringing them to her hands to inspect them closer. βI had been informed by a trusted associate that flowers are considered the socially acceptable gift for conveying affection.β
Gently, soothingly she offers a minor correction, knowing he doesn't like to be embarrassed by misinterpreting social advice. βUsually they mean a bouquet.β
A grave nod accompanies his, βI am aware.β Vision lifts his hand, waving it around to help usher out the full story, βBut it seemed incongruous to provide you a fleeting gift for a sentiment that is not so,β he hesitates, maybe because he realizes the implication himself or because he can see it in the growing smile on her face, either way heβs committed to the admission of how long he sees this new relationship going and sheβs hoping he wonβt back down now. And he doesnβt, even if he stammers through it. βbrief. I would rather my affections be shown in an appropriately long lasting form.β
Experiencing the fascinating way his mind works is always a pleasure and, due to listening to him and learning the way he thinks and feels, she understands it perfectly, feels a deep, warming thankfulness at this chance to play a hand in allowing something to live and grow, a chance sheβs been denied so much before. Wanda ropes him closer with her powers and firmly plants a kiss to his nervous smile. βThank you.β She unwraps the bow and studies the picture of a happy sunflower, a little confused. βI didnβt think these were indoor plants.β
βOh well,β now that an explanation that is not tied to emotions is needed, he loosens up, βthey are meant to be started and nurtured indoors and then, once large enough, can be moved outside or to a greenhouse.β
βDo we have a greenhouse here?β
Vision considers this, lips parted as his thoughts tick away. βWell no, but it could be enjoyable to convert one of the older equipment sheds into such a structure so we could have a year round garden.β
This simple gift blossoms into something bigger, something rooted in a hope for a future together. βI think it would be fun.β
βYes,β Vision slips back into a slight, carefully paced cadence, βI selected this particular flower because it is often symbolic of adoration, loyalty and um,β he acts as if his actions have not already made it clear, as if his words should be a surprise, one he isnβt certain sheβll like, βlongevity.β
Wanda offers a sunny smile, hoping to sear away any question as to her appreciation and reciprocal feelings, βI love it.β An equally exuberant curve forms on his lips. βWant to help me plant it?β
His instantaneous and joyful, βOf course,β is all it takes to settle them into a path towards a life and love theyβll nurture together.
#scarlet vision#wandavision#Wanda maximoff#vision#mine#ask anon#I was supposed to be writing something else today
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Distant
I haven't written in a long time, and my creativity has been severely lacking, but I'm still here, managing and loaded with internalized thoughts and sentiments. The last few months have been surreal to me. Everything around me seems to be moving too quickly or too slowly. When I return to reality, I see how quickly time passes and how things change. Everything slows down when I'm lost in my thoughts, and oblivious to my shifting surroundings. I suppose you could say I'm far from fully living in the moment, but I tend to hide from it. When I lived in California, I spent most of my teen years telling myself that life will take its course and that all I have to do is wait for my life to feel normal or better. I told myself this in my head without doing anything to change it. Instead, I lazily went through social media, watching other people and friends live more and become more responsible than me. If there's a word or phrase that comes to mind to describe life like that, it's miserable, or feeling trapped in a bird's nest when others are already flying out. Knowing you have the ability to succeed, yet your shoulders are dragged down by a heavy feeling of melancholy, confusion, demotivation, and fear. Months pass by while you're cooped up in your room, and it feels as though you've grown roots to ur bed. I'd really want believe in chance and coincidences, but everytime they appear in my life, they become phases. Getting an opportunity, having the mindset of achieving, or putting your whole heart and soul into something, just to fall back to square one. I understand that this isn't for everyone, but I envy those that are given an opportunity and use it to build their own success and future, they allow themselves to run with it. I'm almost 18, not 17, 16, or 13, and I'm just one number away from being considered an adult, whoβs supposed to beready and prepared to begin their lives. I know a lot of people will tell me that 18 isn't when everything will change, but it is when it will start. It's difficult to notice when there have been so many changes but no firm start with a solid foundation. It feels like I'm on a very zigzag line that isn't at all parallel to other people's lines, but we're both moving forward at the same time because that's simply life; it doesn't stop for you. I may be all over the place, constantly doing new things and failing miserably, but at the very least, I've developed ten different personalities as a result of it, and I know what kind of person I can and cannot be. Like i said iβm no longer in california but indiana the name sounds less fancy and less expensive truly. but itβs that one state almost in the middle of the map thatβs there but not favored. When i think of indiana i think of corn and old people, why old people? because itβs the perfect place to retire and buy a home after living a crazy expensive life and job in a booming city. Just calm and very still. People who have lived a life they knew would be tough and worthy admire me because they knew nothing in life would ever be flawless or easy, but they put themselves through college and jobs and awful people to just go to a more difficult work environment. It shows that it is possible to be in difficult situations and still make the best of them, earn money, and be successful. know I should surround myself around those individuals, and I have, but they are typically much older than me, having lived half their lives already, and they despise hearing my nonsense and excuses about how afraid I am or how I haven't experienced mine yet. For example, my grandmother and I are extremely different people, but sometimes a conversation isn't the best. She'll get irritated and angry listening to me talk about how far behind I've fallen, because it's nowhere near a successful life. She'll see me do things that everyone should be able to do but that I struggle with. She'll be furious because she knows I'm capable of so much more. But, while I cringe, she'll tell me how she did this and that when she was this age, and how I can do the same.
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Grace & Janis
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Grace: You're such a bitch Janis: Yeah, you too Grace: Literally where?? Janis: we do not have time to go through all those receipts! Janis: honey Grace: You don't Janis: π Grace: sure Janis: Go talk to Holly and Jessica, they'll make you feel better Grace: I'm doing my night time routine, babes Grace: duh Janis: besties who cry together, no Janis: that's your whole schtick, they'll be inconsolable by now Grace: I'm not crying off a Β£35 mask Grace: you'll all have to get over it Janis: how effective it is on you, you may as well use it on them instead Janis: revenge acne, very cute Grace: I'm so sorry that my skin needs like a Β£100 one, okay? OMG Janis: yeah well, I appreciate you realise how tough it is on me Janis: tah babes Grace: leave me alone Janis: I have Janis: π remember Grace: fine, go away Janis: find a spare room and make that feasible Grace: don't even bring him here Grace: I s2g Janis: it's alright, he don't fancy you Janis: the mask won't shatter the illusion, like Grace: Exactly, so just don't, okay? Janis: I'm not going to, Christ Grace: π Janis: Really, Grace, what the fuck Grace: ???!! Janis: like I'm gonna fuck anyone when you're in the room Grace: like that's what I said or meant Janis: yeah, so as per, you can have your friends in whenever Janis: gotcha Grace: that's different Grace: my friends aren't boys Janis: wouldn't make a difference to you Grace: OMG I'm literally saying it does Janis: and it's bullshit Grace: sure Janis: you know it is Grace: no I don't Janis: you want an example of how much of a bitch you are, case in point Janis: my friends were never good enough, male or female Janis: yet we all have to put up with yours every weekend Grace: You don't have friends for me to judge Grace: if I was even bothered which I'm obvs not Janis: Convincing as it was first time 'round Grace: UGH Grace: I'm happy for you but I don't need to extend that to a welcome party in our room like Janis: Whatever Janis: later then Grace: Bye Grace: Are you back in for good? Janis: Probably Grace: I'll get the light then Janis: π Janis: I would've found my way alright, like Grace: sure but I'm not breaking my neck thanks Janis: from the bottom bunk? Janis: impressive Grace: the amount I overpacked is Grace: cannot move Janis: note the 'over' there is negative, not positive Grace: oh great ππ hasn't put you in a better mood Janis: you're the one here copping an attitude 'cos I won't enable your problem, but go off Grace: if you wanna invent problems for me to have, you go off hun Janis: the 'you've got enough' comes too easy Janis: make me work for it Grace: & you're never too busy, yeah? Grace: poor boy π Janis: you see him here Janis: specifically not, on your orders 'cos you out here looking like shrek Grace: he just left you, give him at least one sec of thought like Grace: so rude Janis: capable of having more than one at a time, sweetheart Janis: god bless Grace: LOL Grace: πππ Janis: no use, won't be able to spot your brain like that Grace: Thanks for the advice Grace: I was gonna say it for actually doing what I asked but you're right back to being a bitch again so π€· Janis: 'cos the definition is famously 'do everything I say or you're a cunt' Janis: you'll never be Mia, babes Janis: not got that kinda clout over them, let alone me Grace: OMG stop Janis: 'cos you know it's true Janis: no bigger bitch than your bestie Grace: You can take the title if you want it babes Janis: your bestie? Janis: no tah Grace: the biggest bitch Janis: same difference Janis: keep up Grace: You don't even know her Janis: we ALL know her π Grace: She can be a lot, UM HELLO, so can I Janis: π± NO Janis: fucking hell Janis: what a revelation, call the press Grace: The rumor mill is focused elsewhere rn Grace: π obvs Janis: I know Janis: get a nude 'leaked' like your fat friend Janis: worked for all of ten seconds Grace: if you want me to kms sure Janis: π€· Grace: won't call the press on that revelation hun Janis: I wouldn't Janis: bit embarrassing Janis: not all publicity is good publicity Grace: you'd know I guess Janis: π you're actually jealous Janis: that's funny Grace: of what? Grace: you losing your virginity finally Janis: there's nothing sadder than sounding like a rode hard put away wet slag full of regret at 15, for starters Janis: we get it, you've never had an orgasm or a 'man' that weren't a piece of shit, get a vibrator and put down the cigs, Shirley Janis: and secondly, not got time for the list when you know perfectly well what Grace: & there's nothing more tragically desperate than getting with that boy cos he doesn't know anything about you Grace: he'll find out Janis: and everyone knows everything about you Janis: rather, they could, if they were interested to ever look Janis: it's gotta be hard being 10th most interesting, even Junior had some closeted appeal Janis: π Grace: okay Jan, you're so mysterious Grace: good luck working that angle for another 15 years babes Janis: good luck being a bleeding heart for that long Janis: interest in the sob story ran dry long before your eyes have ever Janis: how infuriating, I don't want it, actively try to get rid of it, and I still get more than you Janis: gutted for you, truly Grace: sure Janis: I know, sympathy ain't what you want Janis: but it's all that's on offer for you so chow down, babe Grace: ππ you think you know me like that Janis: everyone does, remember Janis: you think you get it both ways Janis: take that whilst you can 'cos it's coming up for 5 years and truly, the dead sister bit is dead Janis: Kiera O' Malley's dad died so it's #overparty sweetie Grace: You're twisted Janis: no shit Janis: get them to get you a therapist, all the ππ you can buy Grace: Why would I go when I can send you in with all the issues you've invented for me Grace: hmu with the highlights hun Janis: Christ, don't pretend you don't know Janis: you want that angle Janis: to be this pathetic AND unaware of it Janis: self-awareness is your only shot at some dignity at this point Grace: I know all my angles thanks Janis: it's super funny when you pretend to be a full-time bimbo Janis: not tired at all Grace: IKR π Janis: kinda sad Janis: do you ACTUALLY think they'd rather be friend with the OTT 'happy' bitch, genuinely? Like you HAVE to know all your 'friends' are waiting for is the inevitable meltdown when you fall apart so they can see what earrings they can scavenge from your carcass Janis: livetweeting how #problematic you are and finally saying how little they fucked with you, anyways, but all the best in life, nothing but love, girl π Grace: Oh honey, I'm 100% not that bitch EVER Grace: can't you spy the dynamic from your moral high ground? awks Janis: oh honey, just 'cos they're keeping the runt around to fatten up, does not mean you're not next on the spit Janis: sadder than I thought Janis: you'll actually be sad when it happens, fuck me Grace: flattered to be called out as that thin tbh Janis: ha, eating disorder gang got jokes Janis: burns calories Janis: not AS much as crying though so crack on Grace: Mhm so does hooking up, so you'll have a way into the squad now hooray Janis: not the way y'all do it, pillow princess Grace: you've never seen the way I do it Grace: my tapes are yet to be leaked Janis: as if they're filming Janis: darling if you were any good, you'd get callbacks, not pied off before a camping trip Janis: but god bless with that #metoo spirit Grace: everyone's ALWAYS filming, check your socials Grace: & I dumped him so π for bringing that fake news back Janis: nah, you didn't Janis: you should get dumpee tatted right under your doormat forehead tat Janis: let 'em know just how much they can get away with Janis: so hot Grace: were you there lurking or are you finally over that now? Janis: lol i'm the one with the obsessive personality Janis: now you're just being silly Janis: check your socials Janis: you've not copped that totally 'anon' post with all the tea only a REAL bestie SHOULD know? π€ Grace: I came here so obvs I am ridiculous yeah Janis: no shit Janis: you should be home, smacking her in the face Janis: but you've chased after a lad who was 3 fingers deep in another silly bitch at brekkie Janis: that's fun for you, yeah? Grace: π₯ is more of a look you like to wear Grace: but sure Janis: sort it out Janis: it's not bad enough you let anyone with a dick in this town make a mug of you, you have to let her as well Grace: I didn't come here for Leon Grace: he wishes Janis: This is why I can't do this with you Janis: he doesn't and you did Janis: crying otherwise helps your case none Janis: actually do something about it if you don't like the narrative Grace: That is literally what I'm doing Grace: if I stayed home it would look like I was crying over him Janis: well right now you just look like you're stalking him Janis: maybe if you tried with the activities, like Grace: ugh that's easy for you to say Grace: it'd look really good when I tried & still can't do it Grace: Get a clue OMG Janis: I ain't saying become Bear Grylls Janis: just have a laugh, with the other girls on this trip that ain't too scared to look anything less than their knock-off idea of 'perfect' Grace: as if Grace: the other girls on this trip don't wanna be my besties Grace: πͺ are out Janis: π Janis: yeah and that helps the lads fuck all of you over Janis: just build a fucking raft together, don't need to braid each other's pubes and make friendship bracelets on the last day Grace: πππ Janis: no bitch fucks with me, I ain't getting pushed into the lake Grace: I'm not you Grace: π obvs Janis: yeah, use some of that scathing attitude on the people who need to hear it Janis: why can you be a total bitch to me but you'll π’ and hold back on every other cunt who actually wants to see you fail Grace: you're my sister Janis: don't remind us, yeah Grace: never Grace: it's bad enough we're sharing a room rn what am I 9? Janis: not my fault your bestie can't fart without breaking a bone Janis: if I could share with anyone else, obvs π Grace: it's not my fault either Grace: anything she does Janis: wasn't about to say you were the instigator of the starvation army Grace: Duh Grace: not looking like this I'm not Janis: πππ Janis: her dedication to ending up in the ground with all her #thinspiration goals is not aspirational Grace: & neither is this Janis: soz, you wanna truffle shuffle louder, I didn't catch the scope of your GINORMOUS wobbling jelly rolls from here Janis: shut up Grace: you've literally said worse to me Janis: and? Grace: don't tell me to shut up Grace: so rude Janis: you know I ain't here to listen to you chat utter shite Grace: I just said, it isn't & so have you before Janis: That's your problem Janis: getting your esteem from people who hate you Janis: yourself included, naturally Grace: πππ Grace: if that were true Leon wouldn't be my ex Grace: go tell him to shut up if you're so concerned Janis: if it weren't true, you wouldn't have fucked with him in the first place Janis: or include him on the list, he's a prime twat Grace: We get new boys literally never & you π him when we did Janis: don't be dramatic Janis: you go for the wrong ones to begin with Janis: correction, they go for you and you don't tell 'em to fuck off Grace: Oh okay yeah I'll date the π€ Janis: Probably better than getting piped n pied by the fuckboys Janis: seriously, how many have you lot got in common, it's grim Grace: not if I don't understand half the words they say Grace: I've got you to make me feel stupid Grace: & the others, 10th most interesting, right? π Janis: you want to be stupid Janis: or at least be seen as, pretend you are like that makes all this shit okay somehow Janis: who am I to deny you that, bimbo? Grace: ππ you don't know what I want Janis: neither do you, chuckles Janis: it's a shit show Grace: Exactly Grace: but I know what I don't want & it's π€ thanks Janis: like there's two choices Janis: you don't live in an american teen drama, much as you make-believe it Grace: like I'm spoilt for any Janis: stop being so judgemental Janis: not gonna do you any favours Janis: if I need to tell you that, when I go out of my way to do it, you've got a problem Grace: neither is running some kind of virgin training school Grace: but sure Janis: πππ alright Grace Janis: continue to cry about how shit your friends are, how shit the boys who fuck you are, whilst only letting the worst people into your life Grace: OMG I'm just saying everyone already thinks I'm gonna take my clothes off every time I upload Grace: I don't need predatory status against π€ Janis: because I'm saying fuck every nerd in school without prejudice Janis: I'm saying there's plenty of alright lads who would like you that you won't give the time of day right now Grace: bitch where?? Grace: an alright lad likes YOU not me Janis: so all boys are shit Janis: like all friends bitch behind each other's backs Janis: YOU'RE settling because you don't reckon you could do any better, that no one decent would fuck with you, admit that 'cos blaming the world ain't gonna change the world you're surrounding yourself with Grace: SO DRAMATIC Grace: I know I can't, I've been sat down here saying it literally the length of this convo Grace: πππ Grace: I've said it, you have, Leon has, the boy before him has Janis: Nah, you won't try Janis: you're scared everyone's right Janis: get some fucking ambition and get out of this town or you're gonna end up like the rest of them Janis: knocked up by some prick from 'round here and that's all you've got Grace: cos this town is the problem Grace: as if Janis: death tolls high for a reason, baby Janis: Carly, Eds, they were trying to escape too fucking late and they only way they could Janis: at least they got out, everyone sensible has Janis: Ma, Rio, they're fucking stuck for life Grace: they were trying to escape people, things, whatever Grace: she was no happier anywhere else we lived Janis: we were babies, you don't remember that Janis: that's the bullshit they've fed you 'cos it's all that keeps them from doing themselves in with the guilt Grace: okay Janis: anyway, semantics, if you want it that way, girl Janis: it's this family we all want out of Grace: but we can't Janis: yeah, we can Janis: where's Billie, where's Junior, Nancy Janis: like I said, anyone with sense jumped ship there and then Grace: that's away not out, nobody gets to be out Janis: they're not coming back Janis: they're as out as she is Grace: no they're not Janis: get a clue and check out 'til we can actually go too Grace: check their socials then check hers Grace: she's the only one who died Janis: worse than dead Janis: least you can all pretend she didn't wanna go, yeah Janis: she was coming back Janis: they're actively choosing to stay the fuck away, every day, and they're right Grace: She was, Janis Grace: cope with that Janis: she's dead anyway, cope with that Janis: all the family love in the world ain't saved none of us, her included Grace: It's not me hiding behind her Janis: it's not hiding when you don't want to be found Janis: and you can babble on about what an open book you are but you're the biggest fake of them all Janis: at least da flaked all those times he couldn't hack it, at least ma's a cheat who's fucked over everyone she 'loves', at least Rio is a whore who's fucking her own family to boot Janis: they talk a big game on the happy family, but their actions say otherwise Janis: you're just, here Janis: hoping we all get it back, like it was ever good Grace: #fakeittilyoumakeit babes Grace: I'm 15 where do you want me to go? In Billie's footsteps cos LOL that modelling career is a no Janis: you miss the part where I said check out 'til it's over Janis: let it go, Grace, let everyone go, because they're gone Grace: I'm still waiting for you to tell me how Janis: It ain't hard Janis: they might not be as forthcoming giving you reasons to hate them as I am Janis: but it's not taxing to find 'em Janis: bubbling under the surface, barely Grace: I hate you but we're still having this chat Janis: it's all perfunctory Grace: like I know what that means Janis: Truer words Grace: πππ okay Janis: Night Grace: π Janis: [Assault death drop] Janis: π yet? Grace: about to kms Janis: π Janis: you really took our little talk to heart Grace: literally nothing to do with you but π Janis: sure it is Janis: you think you're getting solo interest rn? Janis: I'll tell 'em it's gone from a sickbed to a deathbed, see if they go for it Grace: UM I don't want it thanks Grace: I can die of shame away from the ππΏ Janis: Bollocks π Janis: it's the most fun you've had all trip Grace: You said do activities! This is so your fault Janis: See, you took multiple chats to heart, awh Janis: you're not even hurt, just your ego Grace: OMG I am not in the mood Grace: go away Janis: damn, lanky and large not fluff your pillow just right Janis: can't get the staff, babe Grace: π±π±π± Grace: you know what's wrong you were LITERALLY there Janis: yeah, you eat shit, the boy laughed Janis: an amusing scene but not one you need to hide in the sickbay for Grace: STOP Janis: you're so self-involved, take a look around, baby, plenty people making mugs of themselves, it's half the point Janis: Kerri-Ann gave herself the biggest wedgie on the aerial course Janis: probably picking that out still today Grace: okay that was funny Grace: but just Janis: I get it, it's not funny when it's you, yeah Janis: better to laugh it off though than be a primadonna or that'll be your camp moniker by the end of this and your ladies in waiting will have to kms too Grace: I can't now Janis: well, I'll tell you when it's safe to come out Janis: when the fat lad takes a tumble or whatever else is the laugh of the minute Grace: I picked him to be my partner so this wouldn't happen! π π π Grace: boys are so unreliable like Janis: they're not famed for their use of words, give you that Janis: it was an accident, like Janis: no wink wink nudge nudge let's let the bitch fall was happening Janis: the teachers aren't that useless, quite Grace: thank god Grace: I'd have to kill him before myself & my wrist hurts so like no Janis: you started slicing already Janis: hit up the samaritans this ain't my scene Grace: ππ Janis: come on, that was funny too Grace: no Janis: spoilsport Grace: You still won, get over it Janis: Obviously Janis: who else would Grace: not Leon that's for sure Grace: that girl makes me look athletic Janis: π Grace: she's not even the one he's telling people he dumped me for Grace: but I'm a slag, okay Janis: ladies, ladies Janis: you're BOTH slags Grace: LOL Grace: I'm gonna get dad to pick me up Grace: give it my best π por favor, venha me resgatar, pai π Janis: don't be dumb Janis: you'll look like more of a baby than you already do Grace: &? Janis: you're supposed dying of shame in there Janis: it's counterproductive Janis: get up and get over it, minimal damage Grace: like you care Janis: Obviously not Janis: but you apparently do, so much Janis: so think on Grace: to what? I shouldn't even be here anyway Janis: you want the lasting impression to be the girl that showed up, threw a paddy and then ran away Grace: focus on the fact you'll have your own room babes Janis: exactly Janis: why you tryna do me any favours Grace: not about you hun Grace: embrace the concept Grace: & new boy's ππππ Janis: yet I win again Janis: alright Grace: it's not me v you Grace: it was me v Leon & there was a glimmer of hope in one quite fit lad but π obvs Grace: not gonna get with him if he can't handle a blindfold, am I Janis: that was your master plan Janis: jesus Grace: Duh Janis: Ooh Leon, lemme prove what a slag I ain't and a total catch and fling myself at a random boy Janis: showed him Janis: lucky it didn't work if that was your idea of a point to you Grace: No, let me show you how much I don't care that you think I'm a slag & neither does anyone else Grace: that boy included Janis: he definitely cares Janis: banking on it Janis: honestly, get a clue Grace: whatever it's not about to happen Janis: good Janis: 'cos that's the stupidest thing you've said all holiday and that's saying something Grace: such a bitch Janis: such a stupid slag Janis: we've all got our cross to bear Grace: Yeah Janis: π fucking hell Janis: anyway, they've stopped talking about you and da has a job so don't be a dick Grace: like that'd stop him or you're concerned about anything he does Janis: like you are Janis: least I don't pretend to care so he'll drive me places Grace: π let it go, he's not answering Janis: probably on the phone to his actual favourite Janis: π bummer Grace: Mhmm Janis: wouldn't say you're 10th on that one but definitely not π₯ Grace: you're 10th, I'm 9th Janis: Nah, idiot Janis: the white kid was 10th, it's pretty obvious Janis: Junior's 9th 'cos he literally hated him so much from birth he had to bounce Janis: Billie is 2nd 'cos came back for her, Pablo's 3rd, Iggy's 4th, rest you lot can duke it out for 5,6,7 and I'll take 8th Grace: not now she's dead, she isn't πβπ Grace: & Junior has to be higher up now so he can repent honey Janis: kid yourself he weren't relieved Janis: ain't no one but black grandma believe in that shit Janis: and that's just as a handy-dandy rule book for him #sparetherodspoilthechild #obviously Grace: he's kidding himself, doesn't matter what I think Janis: nah Janis: he's happy being cucked, clearly Janis: plus competition got lower once Carly pegged it Grace: π€· Janis: n'awh Grace: worry about yourself and getting Ollie out of the way now I'm stuck here Janis: why would I Grace: cos you're πππ Janis: so? Janis: you can do one, idc where you are Grace: UM NO Grace: you can Janis: nah Janis: you've got no use for a bed rn Janis: piss off to your friend's room Grace: being a bitch isn't gonna help you here babes Janis: then stay Janis: see how much that helps you Grace: so twisted Janis: you're the one refusing to leave, apparently Janis: been warned Janis: π€· Grace: EW Janis: don't worry, maybe your fwightened lil virgin theory will finally pay off for you and you can feel better about your own sexual history at my expense Janis: π€ for you babes Grace: OMG stop being gross Grace: I don't wanna see what's all over my feed thank you Grace: I definitely don't need IRL access Janis: π Janis: OK nan ππ Janis: you've always been the definition of can dish it out but not take it Janis: poor boy(s) π Grace: I've never fucked a boy in front of you Janis: there's a lot you ain't done but I've heard plenty about Janis: difference between us is I ain't all talk Janis: you'll have to fuck off then, won't you Grace: cos everything you've heard is the truth Grace: oh please Janis: I mean from YOUR mouth Janis: it's empowerment and ownership when you do it, and Rio can get it all out for everyone at the right price Janis: but nah, not me Janis: you wish I was half the virgin you reckon, then you'd have ONE thing over me, yeah? get a grip Grace: I repeat, I'm not doing it in front of your face, bitch Janis: I repeat, you try to tell EVERYONE how good you are in the sack 'cos you know there are 3 hotter sisters to choose from Grace: No I don't! Janis: it's pathetic, stop it Grace: You're being extra & if you need ME to tell you, stop it Janis: What's your edge then? Janis: go on Grace: why is everything a competition with you OMG Janis: because it is, always has been Janis: come on, this is your thing, what's your target demo, babe, who are YOU catering to? Janis: you wanna be a 2nd rate Ri forever, yeah, cool Grace: SHUT UP Janis: Exactly Grace: You want me to hate you, I do Grace: Let it go Janis: not how hate works Janis: you really got to thinking Edie might care 'cos she let up, gave it some time and space Janis: no chance Janis: you ain't gonna forget Grace: I'm not doing this with you rn Janis: nah, you ain't Janis: put your face on Grace: it's always on hun Janis: You look a state Janis: and he's coming over Janis: get over it Grace: He's not coming to see me Janis: Who is Janis: Never stopped you before Grace: freak out about him all you want Grace: directing it at me tho Grace: really Janis: why would I Janis: I know who I am, who I'm catering to Janis: I'm the effortless one Grace: sure Jan Janis: maybe you'll think of a better selling point one day Grace: maybe you'll stop being so closed off one day Janis: don't count on it, babe Janis: especially not tonight, yeah Grace: π€ he isn't Grace: easy to fake being a person for a few days, yeah? Janis: said as if you'd know Janis: doormat's easier to maintain, right Grace: πππ Janis: Yep Janis: thought so Grace: You think about me too much babes Grace: it's getting lowkey weird Janis: these convos might set your world alight but remember that big word I taught you Janis: yeah, that Grace: π Janis: π Grace: π Janis: forgetting you got no place to be? Grace: you've got somewhere, go Janis: I've told you, I'm not leaving Janis: very injured, like Grace: π Grace: tragic tbh Janis: his thoughts exactly Grace: awks if they are Janis: only for you Grace: you too that he's figured you out that quick sweetie Janis: and you're sat there wasting your whole life? Janis: we knew you weren't the brightest but bless Grace: you're really seizing the day babes, how could I compete Janis: you couldn't Janis: maybe you'll win the genetic lottery in your next life Janis: be the best dungbeetle ever Grace: how #motivational Grace: love that Janis: it's too late to be optimistic about this life Janis: but I got faith in you there Grace: ILYSM obvs Janis: ew don't even pretend Janis: put me off, obvs Grace: obvs not Janis: π you're precious Janis: if I knew all it'd take to get you to shut up was telling you about my exploits, I'd have started ages ago Grace: If you had any ages ago, sure Janis: oh babe Janis: really still going with that bit Janis: can't let it go, can you Grace: can't tell the truth, can you Janis: what would you know about that Janis: #fakeittilyoumakeit right babes? Grace: I mean, obvs don't tell him unless he's into that #duh Grace: some boys get lowkey weirder than you're being about it so Janis: again, what would you know Janis: no one's buying that for you Janis: can't have it both ways π Janis: or either, if you're you ππ Grace: I was once thank you Grace: that's how it works Janis: NO! π±π± Janis: you mean you didn't come out the womb so sexually empowered, colour me #shook Janis: it's so natural, you wear it so well Grace: IKR Janis: Oh God π Grace: Ew don't give me a preview of your sex chat Janis: yeah, you would imitate bad porn Janis: you know boys mute that shit, yeah? Janis: as per, too fucking loud, Gracie Grace: πππ Janis: no one fucks with that fake shit Grace: thanks so much for your expert advice Janis: welcome, welcome Grace: obvs not Janis: all very obvs with you, obvs Grace: LOL Grace: fun chat babes Janis: as always Grace: g2g relearn all my bedroom techniques so like Janis: bit gross to do that with your pals Janis: can't say I'm surprised Janis: another porn-like trope Grace: literally so gross Janis: I said it first, darling Grace: ππ Janis: have fun, ladies Grace: duh Janis: π€’π€’π€’ Grace: πππ Janis: soz, they ain't my type, like Janis: shouldn't come as a surprise Grace: It doesn't Janis: π Grace: π
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