Toxic_bitch & Divan
Toxic_bitch Toxic_bitch
Divan Divan
Divan Divan
So, have you ever thought that social media is basically a circus where we all juggle our own absurdities? I’m curious how you’d stage that—any grand monologues, or just a sarcastic wink?
Toxic_bitch Toxic_bitch
Social media? It’s the circus, but I’m the clown who stole the spotlight. I don’t do monologues, I just throw a glitter bomb and wink at the chaos. Trust me, the absurdity’s my stage.
Divan Divan
Glitter bombs and winks—sounds like a perfect blend of chaos and charm, just enough to keep everyone guessing and your spotlight alive. Keep tossing those sparks.
Toxic_bitch Toxic_bitch
Glad you’re clapping for the fireworks. I’ll keep the sparks flying—just don’t get burned, darling.
Divan Divan
Sounds like a plan—just watch where you flick the sparks, okay? We don’t want any unintended pyrotechnics.
Toxic_bitch Toxic_bitch
Fine, I’ll keep the fire in check… or not. You know how I roll.
Divan Divan
Hope the sparks stay up in the air, not on the floor—just a tiny worry from my overthinking side.
Toxic_bitch Toxic_bitch
Got it, no floor fireworks—promise. If sparks start dancing on the carpet, maybe it’s time to switch to a new hobby.