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Taylor Wilson. I write, however I myself am not that interesting, save yourself time and don't even bother.




Time for some well earned stress relief

So…

ms-birmingham:

You know what? I ask myself that question everyday. 

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 Now answer my question so we can get this over with, blondie. 

I mean it, I think I came into the wrong room…in fact I’m certain… Who are you?

So…

ms-birmingham:

Tell me a little about yourself and your interests. I’m listening.

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I don’t know what I’m even fucking doing here…

mr-des-bishop:

I hope there are no cases of the Mondays here. Everyone have a good weekend?

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I’ve been working all weekend, I relish each Monday.

Invitations to my exclusive 20th birthday party go out next week.

tabathamurray:

Listen, bitch. If you think you’re winning this election, you’re dead wrong. Now, go fall back into the hole you crawled out of, white trash and fuck off. 

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You seem to have me confused with your future run-ins with the law. We’re talking being on TV with Katie fucking Couric and Anderson fucking Cooper. We’re talking writing articles for Vogue, TIME, and every other magazine you probably haven’t heard of. So, if I were you, I’d be nice to me because soon you’re going to be fetching me coffee and editing my articles like the low life scum you are. 

I love how much it gets to you…you make this so fun, Tabby Cat. 

Oh, oh no, I’ve never even heard of those publications or those people of note. [scoffs] Princess, I wouldn’t be nice to you even if it would get me the best seat in The Oval Office, I have a little something called self-regard, look it up, yeah? Here’s a bit of advice: if you want people to be nice to you, or even respect you, you need to offer a little some of that in return. No matter how talented you may be, you’ll fuck up the rest of your life if you don’t follow it. [raises her eyebrows with a grin] I’ll see you around, sexy. [walks past her and off on her merry way]

Fuck. They’ve found me.

this-isnt-nirvana:

Oh, right.  Sorry.  I’m Maisie.  [Looks around one more time]  Uh..I’ve got to run.  But thank you so much for helping me.  I really appreciate it.

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It’s fine. Off you go. [smiles once] Good luck, Maisie. [walks off but not with that disgusted expression ‘cause that would be like a hella mood swing]

Fuck. They’ve found me.

this-isnt-nirvana:

It’s uh….complicated.  [climbs out onto the fire escape and looks around and turns back to taylor]  Thank you again.  I can’t thank you enough…I’m sorry, I don’t even know your name.

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Complicated’s enough. [shakes her head] It’s fine, I can’t stand it when people’s privacy is invaded, just doesn’t sit right with me. I’m Taylor and be careful going down, yeah, whoever you are?

Fuck. They’ve found me.

this-isnt-nirvana:

[follows behind her]  Thank you so much.  I thought I’d last a little longer than a week before they tracked me down.

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I won’t ask what the deal is, it’s probably better if someone's in the dark, right? [opens the fire exit and takes a look around] All good here. [opens the door for her] 

wolfgangday:

First day here and I already tripped. What a great start, don’t you think?

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Not the worst thing that could have happened…

Fuck. They’ve found me.

this-isnt-nirvana:

I told you.  Doesn’t look like I’m getting into my car anytime soon.  Do you know of any other exits?

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Alright, alright. Probably not… Hm… [nods] I’m pretty sure there’s a fire exit down here, come on. [leads her along] I’ll check if the coast is clear.