face it tiger, you just hit the jackpot... the fame and glamour don't last but so what? i'm going to enjoy the ride as long as i can. this is everything i ever wanted... isn't it?... this time little mary jane's in the spotlight!... like scarlet o'hara said, tomorrow is another day!... danger is my middle name. it's monogrammed on all my towels... go get 'em, tiger.
if they only knew... i had to laugh, because i knew if i started crying i'd never be able to stop.
everybody thought i was such a swinger. mary jane watson. the party animal. not a thought in her head, just a heart full of fun.
she q u i v e r s into herself, biting her lip, as small frame shrinking forward. it’s not his fault —- a habit, as she winces, her arms crossing over her chest like a defensive shield. she blinks away brimming tears, looking anywhere but at him. rouge lips tremble as they part; pursing again before she can speak, her voice barely above a whisper. ❛ ———–i’m sorry. ❜
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