#rollingpaprs

    “ darling i’ve met the most  marvelous  director, he’s truly wonderful, gorgeous, too!  he said he’s got a part for me in his next movie, i’m having dinner with him tomorrow to talk about it! “

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     “ no, we  don’t   need a star for the tree!  i  am the star. “

    IT had been officially a week since Roxanne Todd had fled the Arcadia Institute. She was currently shacked up in a seedy motel room, already selling product in little Mickey Mouse stamped baggies. When the banging on the door started, Roxanne was in the bathroom, performing one of her nightly rituals. Candles aglow, water and lilac swirling in the sink, a leatherbound spell book in one hand and a Corona in the other–she was all set for her Saturday evening. Roxie huffs, lowers the White Zombie blasting from her boombox, and treads to the door. She swings it open with a hooded glare. She couldn’t tell if this one was here for drugs or to tell her to pipe down.

jamie  had  REALLY  warmed  up  to  him  after  a  WHILE,  and  grey  had  found  that  the  boy  had  a  sense  of  humor  just  like  his  FATHER—  this  wasn’t  the  only  similarities  between  them,  though.  some  of  them  were  SPOT  on.  the  older  blonde  CHUCKLES,  leaning  back  against  the  counter.  ❝  well,  you  CERTAINLY  have  a  way  with  FASHION,  but  i  think  you  look  AWESOME.  good  luck  at  your  performance  tonight.  ❞

❝  this  is  TRUE—  but  there’s  nothin’  wrong  with  that.  minus  the  hate...  i  prefer  to  feel  the  LOVE  instead.  ❞  he  leans  in,  peppering  warren’s  jawline  with  SWEET  kisses.  ❝  —the  useless  facts  are  PRETTY  interestin’  though,  i’ve  gotta  admit. ❞  now  a  cigarette  is  PRESSED  between  his  plump  pink  lips.  he  pinches  it  between  his  forefinger  and  middle  finger  as  a  CLOUD  of  smoke  rolls  up  in  tendrils  &.  disappears  into  the  COOL  night  air.

          I’VE  MADE  IT  ,  I  HAVE  A  REAL  BLOG  ,  MA  !

    “ you damn men and your stupid sport. put them all in heels,  then   maybe   i’d consider watching it. “     she pats at his feet, wanting them lifted off of the couch so that she can steal their spot. a hand stretches over, plucking the glass from his clutch and downing the last of it.   “ i’ve   got whiskey now. pour me another and lets drown our sorrows together! “