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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀𝓫reak me with your silence.xn--6ii. 𝓴ill me with your absence.xn--6ii. 𝓘’ll still call it love.xn--6ii. ⠀ ⠀

BASIL! she wants a party. let’s get married, @SUCCIPIOISMS.

awh—. a not her rupie? she is going to ask bas.

because he is her favorite person, silly. him and bas and she doubt bas wants to marry her for the party—.

can @MAMZERISMS and get married again? she misses the lavish party and the all-eyes-on-you theme of it all.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝓬͟𝓫͟.𝓶𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐠͟𝐚͟𝐫͟𝐞͟𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭. ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀your favorite ex-spouses. thank you for being my once-husband. ⠀

/ I will re-vamp this account fully later

/ I desperately need a new layout but I legitimately hate EVERYTHING I edit

and she has missed him, and she cannot even begin to describe just how much.

kisses @MAMZERISMS' cheek.

yes—. and amazing sex which somehow got better when you started cheating, huh—. well. helen is an insatiable social climber. what can one do with someone like her but ignore she exists? do you want me to get the kids from her? we can do a trip. our kids. your kids. us.

yes—. monogamy—. it is so strange on you. maybe she wants a bigger house? see… i am not as horrible to be divorced from as her. you should be grateful.

i could simply show you how much i enjoy them but you are feeling shy as of late. perhaps she is not happy she gets no birkins in her divorce settlement.

i tend to enjoy our ‘bareback’ encounters. (snorts.) helen is a hateful woman. poor you, my darling. how shall you ever recover?

how could i ever? it’s all been said and done. they left me no room to quip.

oh, lord—.

or maybe stop drinking, sweet-pea. perhaps I shall join next time… but if the children come out traumatized, I shall blame it on the races.

and your children ask questions… and are learning to read.

it definitely can hurt you. could I truly leave them? are these not their formative years? if I abandon them now, like we were abandoned by our parents, will I not ruin them forever?

my point exactly. oh, I do miss drinking at the ascot. ever since tweetledum and tweedledee almost ripped me in half and took me to an early grave, I have forgotten what a true ascot feels like.