don't take it personal.

I think I'm addicted to romance Showing my whole hands Laying my cards out flat I say, wear my heart on my sleeve If you fuckin' with me Anything I'll ever take back I think I should be single For a while It's getting a little wild Know when to slow down Probably best I'm single (Uh) To get in my zone now To stay in my zone, oh Lord knows My intentions are pure and my heart full of gold, oh Lord knows My intentions are pure, but my habits are cold Love hard, fuck harder Serial lover, serial lover Love hard, fuck harder Serial lover, need to recover I got bodies I'ma take to the grave I got girls I wanna give my last name No regrets, don't got no shame (No shame) Playin' no games, play my way Only wake me up if you can take that shit Understand you're entering at your own risk I want those nights I won't forget Nights I can't run back with people I won't miss Oh why, Lord knows (Lord knows) My intentions are pure and my heart full of gold Oh, Lord knows My intentions are pure, but my habits are cold Love hard, fuck harder Serial lover, serial lover Love hard, fuck harder Serial lover, need to recover I got bodies I'ma take to the grave I got girls I wanna give my last name No regrets, don't got no shame (No shame) Playin' no games, play my way

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happy lesbian day of visibility! bedhead coco says b:

          the fashionista pauses.  her whole body, mouth, thought process, and all.  she blinks beneath darkened lenses before putting a gloved hand to her mouth in contemplation.  “ oh, fuck, jaune.  why would you say that? do you know what this means? ”  coco kicks the floor beneath her feet, huffing.  “ it means i’m vanilla!  this bitch is not vanilla, jaune arc!  godsdamn, you’re going to ruin my reputation, ” the brunette adds dramatically, brushing past him in favor of walking down the corridor.  her heels click with each step she takes.  she’s strutting to her team’s chaotic dorm room, and gods know there’s not a soul in the building who’d get in her way.  she expects he’ll follow without a gesture or suggestion signaling that he do so.  “ where’s fox?  do you know?  i need him to force feed me the spiciest recipes he knows until i’m an expert in ‘ bdsm for your mouth. ’ ”

          coco’s brows raise and she giggles at the gesture, smile half - unamused and half - smug.  “  hah, very discreet, em. ”  she then beckons with a wave of her wrist, turning her back to emerald and starting towards her dorm room.  “ mm.  why don’t you and i go satisfy your cravings for coco(a), babe? ”

          “ right, of course you do, ” coco says in response, unimpressed, brown eyes following emerald’s little waltz all the way around her.  she smiles a pretty - toothed smile nonetheless, not yet having reason to be overly mean.  still, fashionista isn’t one to sit around and put up with bullshit — maybe it’s cynical, but past experiences inform her actions now.  “ be honest — mm, emerald, was it?  are you trying to play hard - to - get with the half - assed compliments? ”  the brunette clicks her heel as if anticipating an answer, yet she continues on talking herself.  “ it’d be sort of charming if i hadn’t heard it all before. ”  you’re not bad yourself, she thinks.

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