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"Sorry, I don't have a stick up my arse?"
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FIVE WORDS: DON'T fuck with Maeve Buckley.
It's as simple as that. She is a... angered soul. Her heart is just as bruised as the knuckles in both her hands. Her mind leans into ATTACK. It never settles. Not for her, at least.
The softness in her left a long time ago, and she just can't justify a reason in her to go searching for it. Soft, she no longer is. Blame whatever you want—the war, her parent's divorce, her being a young girl—for who she is. There are valid enough things to excuse her behaviour. There are reasons as to why she acts so unfathomably foul and evil.
This evil foulness can't go wasted, Maeve Buckley decided very early in life. So, she uses it. She uses it against those that threaten her, her friends, her family—especially her siblings. Maeve decided that she would do what she could to protect her people from those that attempt to take their raw, jagged softness from them.
Maeve Buckley may be incorrigible, but her friends are not. And if their safety and happiness comes at the expense of her self-made, reclusive nature, then so be it.
EILEEN BUCKLEY — MAUDE APATOW
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