This गोसिप गर्ल चित्र contains
बिकनी, दो टुकड़ा बिकनी, स्नान सूट, दो टुकड़ा स्विमिंग सूट, and स्नान सूट दो टुकड़ा.
There might also be
beachwear, बीचवाड़ी, बिकनी, swimwear, स्नान सूट, तैराकी पोशाक, नहाने का कपड़ा, स्विमिंग सूट, स्विमवीयर, स्नान पोशाक, कपड़ा, तैराकी पोशाक कॉस्टयूम स्नान, जी स्ट्रिंग, and पेटी.
She didn’t need anyone. Not the लॉस्ट boy with dirty blond hair, या his disgrace of a best friend. Not the thoughtless drones she used to call friends. Certainly not Jenny Humphrey, या any other member of her low-rent family. Her mother caused और harm than good, and even if she did need her Dad, he had other things to attend to.
In the movie of her life, the one that ran on repeat in her head, she needed two people. Nate and Serena. Serena and Nate. Her support system, her strength.
That was a lie.
When Serena had left, she’d survived. She’d और than survived, she’d...
Rated: T+ because of occasional language, and strong references to eating disorders.
Published: December 11th 2008
Story Type: Multi-Chapter
Summary: Inspired from the line “Do I need to stick my finger down your throat and hold your hair back?” 2x13. Goes back to freshman year, and works up to present day, how Blair’s disorder developed and how Chuck was there along the way. Multi-Chapter. CB, SB friendship....
A/N: YAY! I finally updated something! Short, I know, but I'm already working on chapter three which I'm sure will be पोस्टेड द्वारा later on tonight.
Warning: Rape invloved. -- No matter how hard she tried to scream, she couldn't. His hand was placed firmly over her mouth, his grip on her around her neck tight.
"Now, now, Blair. Don't try anything stupid," Jack warned her, wagging the index finger on his free hand. What the fuck? Who did he think she was? A fucking kindergardener? "I wouldn't wanna have to snap your pretty little neck." He put down is free hand and removed his other hand from her mouth....