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lyrics: The truth is I am a toy
That people enjoy
'Til all of the tricks don't work anymore
And then they are bored of me
I know that it's exciting
Running through the night, but
Every perfect summer's
Eating me alive until you're gone
Better on my own
They say, "You're a little much for me
You're a liability
You're a little much for me"
So they pull back, make other plans
I understand, I'm a liability
Get you wild, make you leave
I'm a little much for everyone
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sophia laurent

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Oct 12 2017, 07:33 AM
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Oh, love, let me see inside your heart
All the cracks and broken parts
The shadows in the light
There’s no need to hide
'Cause I’m on fire like a thousand suns
I couldn’t put it out even if I wanted to
These flames tonight
Look into my eyes and say you want me, too
Like I want you

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She really didn't know why she was in such a terrible mood, but Sophia had been suffering a bad case of frowning a lot and wanting to hit things for no reason at all. It probably sounded ridiculous given her current outfit, dressed as a particularly naughty school girl, she had thought her mood would shift with the comical pigtails and extra high socks she had stolen from her sister. In fact the entire outfit had been stolen from Maria, and obviously ripped and cut until it was appropriately inappropriate. She was pretty sure she looked amazing in it, or at least Grey would approve of it. Of course, she hadn't taken into account her awful mood, which meant she hadn't really cared if he liked it or not. She assumed once she'd had a few drinks and several satisfactory compliments from her boyfriend she'd feel better, but the club was packed and it automatically made her uncomfortable, which resulted in further pouting and frowns.
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She wasn't about to tell Grey that her bad mood and started with a dream she'd had the night before. In it, he'd told her he no longer wanted to be with her because she wasn't his type, but instead, decided that he was now madly in love with her identical twin sister. She knew it was ridiculous even when she woke up and tried to shake it off, it had still caused her terrible bad mood, and it was the also the reason she was staring at him so angrily from across the room. She'd asked him to go get them drinks, but apparently he'd decided that meant stopping halfway to flirt with a pretty girl. She was outraged as she continued to stare at them, arms crossed and huffing to herself as she considered how she could get away with murder. She could try and resist, but she also knew that she wouldn't do that either as she finally reached her breaking point, moving over to him with rage filled eyes and slapping his face with the palm of her hand. "I hate you!" She yelled at him, stomping her foot as she pushed at the girl he'd been clearly more interested in than her. "You suck. And... and I hate you!" She continued, this time pushing him as hard as she could before turning and storming off towards the clubs exit.

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Jul 14 2017, 02:02 PM
july just really isn't my month, as of next week im working full time for two weeks because terrible people are going on holidays and leaving me alone and to top that off im sick and p sure i have a chest infection so like, i might be dying who knows
im still gonna post this weekend and during my absence too but just in case i cant do much i think its best i give y'all a heads up
and im always on skype so you know where to find me unless i die
\o/
Jul 12 2017, 01:27 PM
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Oh, love, let me see inside your heart
All the cracks and broken parts
The shadows in the light
There’s no need to hide
'Cause I’m on fire like a thousand suns
I couldn’t put it out even if I wanted to
These flames tonight
Look into my eyes and say you want me, too
Like I want you

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It wasn't that Sophia was drunk exactly, she just knew she wasn't entirely sober either. It was possible she had swiped one too many glasses of champagne as it floated by, the other possibility was the flask of vodka she had brought along with her, which was now sadly empty and causing her to pout. She knew that drinking shouldn't have been the hightlight of the wedding she was attending, the entire thing was ridiculous and amazing and she could have easily had fun without a single drop of liqour. She liked to drink though and assumed the bright colourful party going on around her would be so much better with a little drunken giggling to go along with it. At some point, she had also lost her date, which normally would have caused her to frown. She was at a stage in her inhebration where she kept forgetting what she was doing though, wandering off in search of the next exciting thing to do and laughing every time she stumbled or crashed into unsuspecting party guests. She knew she should find Grey, but had to assume he'd find her eventually, which was of course why Sophia never stood in one place for very long.
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She probably shouldn't have found it amusing to make the game harder for him, but she was sure if she didn't make him chase after her every once in awhile he might get bored, or worse, he might think she was easy! Her drunken logic seemed very clever in her opinion, which was why she had no issues with running around like the child she knew she was deep down inside. She jumped on a few bouncy castles, played a few games, became far too dizzy and needed to rest after attempting to spin around the maypole one too many times. It was only when she decided it was time for another drink that she wandered back towards the dance floor, only stumbling once, which in her opinion meant she needed two drinks, not one.
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Sophia wasn't expecting to feel someones hands on her from behind and obviously her first thought was that Grey had finally located her. She thought perhaps, he was triyng to dance with her and so she turned around to pass him an amused look only to catch sight of a face that definitely wasn't her dates. She had never seen the man before but he definitely look far too pleased with himself, she didn't even realise his hands were still moving across her until she registered the distance his fingers were to the hem of her far too short dress. "Oh, you probably shouldn't do that," she informed the stranger, giggling drunkenly, despite knowing it was very very wrong of him and obviously she should hit him. She did at least try and pull herself away, but it only resulted in the strangers grip on her tightening and then Sophia whining at him purposely because she was pretty sure (but couldn't be positive!) she had a boyfriend.

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Jun 8 2017, 01:13 PM
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Oh, love, let me see inside your heart
All the cracks and broken parts
The shadows in the light
There’s no need to hide
'Cause I’m on fire like a thousand suns
I couldn’t put it out even if I wanted to
These flames tonight
Look into my eyes and say you want me, too
Like I want you

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Sophia knew she could have just texted Grey to let him know she was coming over. It would have been the normal thing to do, but Sophia also hadn't quite worked out normal yet. She hadn't even been sure she wanted to see him until well after midnight anyway. She had been heading to bed (or at least planning on binging some movies until 4 am) and had decided she didn't feel like laying by herself or being alone at all. These were the sorts of things she should have thought about earlier on in the evening, and she knew that, she just wanted to try and see if she was perfectly fine without being around him, which apparently, she was not. She didn't really see the harm in heading to his place and surprising him with her presence anyway, he seemed to like her, for whatever reason, and so she had to assume he would want her around as much as she seemed to want him around nowadays.
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It wasn't the first time she had snuck into his flat and so Sophia didn't even consider knocking on the door. Again, this would have been the normal thing to do and she simply wasn't in a normal state of mind. She also decided it would be a better surprise if he just woke up to her wonderful face staring down at him, clearly ignoring the creepiness of her actions and choosing to see them as spontaneous and endearing instead. She was also in the mood for climbing something and the pipe leading up to his window was far too hard to resist, she was giddy about the entire thing, even when she almost slipped and fell, she just laughed quietly to herself before continuing up the length of the building.
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As Sophia reached his bedroom window, she could see that it was dark inside. She hadn't expected anything less considering the hour, she just decided to be quieter as she pried open the glass and slipped her small frame into the room. Taking a moment to steady herself and flatten out her hair, the woman bounced and moved towards the lump on the bed. She decided it would be weird if she stared too long, and so instead she laid herself down next to him, her hand reaching out to brush across his messy hair. "Hey, wake up," she ordered, pushing herself closer to him as though her body warmth might coax him into consciousness. Just to be sure he got the message though, the blonde pressed her lips against his before moving her head to whisper in his ear: "Wake up because I missed you."

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Sophia had been against the idea of going to the ball from the first moment her sister had mentioned it. She had never been the type for dressing up and being all fancy, she'd much rather just laugh at people like that. It was nearly impossible to say no to Maria though, a fact that frustrated Sophia quite a bit. She'd reluctantly agreed, of course, but she'd still been hesitant about the entire ordeal, pouting as she was forced to try on dresses and outraged at the idea of wearing high heels. Really, it was a lie though, she didn't actually hate the dresses her sister stuffed her into. She didn't mind the make up she tried on, and she really didn't loathe the idea of playing dress up for the night. She just didn't want anyone knowing she wanted to spin around in her fancy dress or wear a tiara made of flowers. It was almost as though she didn't want people knowing that deep down inside she was excited to be a girl at a magical ball. She could complain all she liked, Sophia still spent hours before the event getting herself ready. She frowned whenever anyone looked at her, but a smile would quickly appear the moment she was alone with her reflection.
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Drinking beforehand had also made it easier for Sophia to walk into the ball without her usual anxieties. She was sure it was acceptable to be tipsy considering she'd have to be near her parents who she still hasn't spoke to since the day she'd met them. She had no intention of changing that fact that night and merely glared at them once before moving to the other side of the room. She had more important things to worry about like whether or not or date would arrive. Not that she thought he was her date, he was just somebody she liked to think about a lot and touch when he was near her. She wasn't particularly paying attention to anyone else at the ball, she'd even lost sight of her siblings as she wandered around, drinking numerous glasses of champagne and discarding her shoes beneath a table she was sure no one would look under. For the most part, Sophia was sure she fit in, at least she looked like she belonged at a ball. She didn't really feel it though, as always her insecurities simmered under her skin, making her uncomfortable whenever people looked at her.
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She had finished yet another glass of champagne before she finally turned towards the door. It was as though her senses had been trained towards it for one specific reason, or person as it so happened. Her smile was instantaneous as she caught sight of Grey, more relieved than she had expected to be that he'd actually shown up. She didn't know why she'd doubted it, but could assume it was because she tended to never get her hopes up. Her issues really didn't matter right in that moment though as she suddenly began to run towards him. It was hardly the place for running, but she also didn't really care. She could blame the alcohol, sure, but Sophia was well aware she probably would have acted this childishly sober. She reached him and wasted no time before she jumped at him with a giggle, wrapping her legs around his waist as her arms circled his neck. "Thank you," she grinned at him, needing him to know how grateful she was that he'd actually come. She still didn't care what anyone thought as she pressed her lips down against his own, deciding that obviously, she didn't have a choice.
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