9, 18, 32, 38

twilight – 

best friend?

etoile? i dunno. like. i guess a motherfucker  could have more than one best friend. i just gotta hang out with peeps more.

honey – 

favorite term of endearment?

>.o{ fuck you.
i like all terms of endearment. ain’t got favorites. 
each thing etoile has called me has warmed up my chest in the best way

lace – if you own any dresses, which is your favorite?

roses – 

what flower do you find most beautiful?

is it biased to pick the one etoile nicknamed me after? lotuses are pretty as fuck. layered. and they got a lotta different colors.

2, 5, 6, 17, 22, 29

lollipop – favorite makeup products?

here i go. pissing– i don’t wear make up hardly ever. dunno products or their names.

caress –

do you like to snuggle?

uhhh yeeeaah. usually only with my quad.

ivory – 

describe your pajamas?

either sweatpants, boxers, or nothing

cupcake – 

are you a good cook?

who asked this. how dare you.

peaches – 

do you have a skincare routine?

no? should i?

skin – 

what distant relative are you closest to?

…nani?

Are you doing the all quads thing with Etoile?

b
boy is you stupid?
did you not just-
DID YOU NOT JUST READ THE POST WHERE I SAID HE WAS MY MATESPRIT –AND– MY MOIRAIL? did i even give a hint of him being my kismesis? no?

then he ain’t that.
i ain’t got one. 
i ain’t gonna have one.
motherfuckers these days don’t know how to goddamn read for shit sometimes.

don’t ask me favorites.
BUT YOU DO.
don’t ask me about my past quads.
BUT YOU DO.

granted i did get on to telling you to ask whatever you got wanting but c’mon. the favorite questions gotta stop.

damn…

If you could choose between your first ex and your current matesprit, which would you choose?

HAHAHAHAHA!!!

damn bitch. you trying to play in this shit, ain’t you.
nah.
my time with my first is gone.
he’s dead and it’s my fault (technically)
i don’t regret my time with the motherfucker at all.
loved him.

but my heart is with étoile.
my heart and my diamond.
wouldn’t trade nothin in the world for what i got now.

even if my ex were to show up at my doorstep.
all i could get offering is friendship, man.
and i don’t even think i deserve that from him

i fucked up.
and i just have to move on.

thanks for playing devil’s advocate motherfucker.
really getting the ball rolling

i choose étoile.
now and forever.