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Charming to the last
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     i will be around tomorrow to do things !!
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Your son is gone. He was weak and foolish like his father, so I destroyed him.
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  BOOK STARTERS VOL.25     ( THE GIRL ON THE TRAIN )    ( PAULA HAWKINS )   ( TRIGGERING THEMES )
❛ The holes in your life are permanent. You have to grow around them, like tree roots around concrete; you mould yourself through the gaps. ❜
❛ I have never understood how people can blithely disregard the damage they do by following their hearts. ❜
❛ There’s something comforting about the sight of strangers safe at home. ❜
❛ I have lost control over everything, even the places in my head. ❜
❛ It’s possible to miss what you’ve never had, to even mourn for it. ❜
❛ There’s nothing so painful, so corrosive, as suspicion. ❜
❛ When did you become so weak? ❜
❛ I don’t know where that strength went, I don’t remember losing it. I think that over time it got chipped away, bit by bit, by life, by the living of it. ❜
❛ Let’s be honest: women are still only really valued for two things—their looks and their role as mothers. ❜
❛ Sadness gets boring after a while, for the sad person and for everyone around them. ❜
❛ I’m playing at real life instead of actually living it. ❜
❛ I’ve just got to let myself feel the pain, because if I don’t, if I keep numbing it, it’ll never really go away. ❜
❛ I am not the girl I used to be. I am no longer desirable, I’m off-putting in some way. It’s as if people can see the damage written all over me, can see it in my face, the way I hold myself, the way I move. ❜
❛ Who was it that said following your heart is a good thing? It is pure egotism, a selfishness to conquer all. ❜
❛ It’s impossible to resist the kindness of strangers. ❜
❛ Sometimes I catch myself trying to remember the last time I had meaningful physical contact with another person, just a hug or a heartfelt squeeze of my hand, and my heart twitches. ❜
❛ I have to find a way of making myself happy, I have to stop looking for happiness elsewhere. ❜
❛ How did I find myself here? I wonder where it started, my decline; I wonder at what point I could have halted it. Where did I take the wrong turn? ❜
❛ Now look – Now look what you made me do. ❜
❛ It’s okay, whatever you did, whatever you’ve done: you suffered, you hurt, you deserve forgiveness. ❜
❛ They’re what I lost, they’re everything I want to be. ❜
❛ You broke me and I broke us. ❜
❛ I’ve been the fool. If he does it with you, he’ll do it to you. ❜
❛ I’d never realised, not until now, how shameful it is to be pitied. ❜
❛ Sometimes, I don’t want to go anywhere, I think I’ll be happy if I never have to set foot outside the house again. ❜
❛ I don’t believe in soul mates, but there’s an understanding between us that I just haven’t felt before, or at least, not for a long time. ❜
❛ There can be no greater agony, nothing can be more painful than the not knowing, which will never end. ❜
❛ Being the other woman is a huge turn-on, there’s no point in denying it: you’re the one he can’t help but betray his wife for, even though he loves her. That’s just how irresistible you are. ❜
❛ I feel a rush of gratitude so strong, it feels almost like love. ❜
❛ You don’t know how determined I can be. Once I’ve made my mind up, I’m a force to be reckoned with. ❜
❛ The more I want to be oblivious, the less I can be. Life and light will not let me be. ❜
❛ You don’t have to be afraid of being alone. It’s not the worst thing, is it? ❜
❛ I have felt this way before. On a larger scale, to a more intense degree, of course, but I remember the quality of the pain. You don’t forget it. ❜
❛ If he thinks I’m going to sit around crying, he’s got another thing coming. ❜
❛ I don’t like to lose. It’s not like me. None of this is like me. I don’t get rejected. I’m the one who walks away. ❜
❛ I don’t remember anger, raging fury. I remember fear. ❜
❛ I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept in days. I hate it, hate insomnia more than anything, just lying there, brain going round, tick, tick, tick, tick. ❜
❛ Maybe the courage I need has nothing to do with telling the truth and everything to do with walking away. ❜
❛ I’m not beautiful, and I can’t have kids, so what does that make me? Worthless. ❜
❛ Failure cloaked me like a mantle, it overwhelmed me, dragged me under and I gave up hope. ❜
❛ It’s an odd thing to say, but I think this all the time; I don’t feel bad enough. ❜
❛ Some battles aren’t worth fighting. ❜
❛ I never felt guilty. I pretended I did. I had to. ❜
❛ I never meant for any of this to happen, we fell in love, what could we do? ❜
❛ What bothers me most is that I haven’t got to the end of my story, and I can’t start over with someone else, it’s too hard. ❜
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Kylo Ren’s face appreciation  
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Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me.
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                                 YOUR LOCAL DOG MOM  !
                                                     with a side of spicy secrets  ..
                               original character.   nsfw possible.   a casual meme.
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He is less a human shaped thing and more a pulsing, living band of light. Light that sometimes dims, that sometimes is thrust with a vein of darkness.
Aftermath: Empire’s End by Chuck Wendig
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mood: kylo ren force choking a pigeon. 
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SHEFEARS.
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          ❛          ——   heroes always get remembered   ..    but you know legends never die.          ❜
↳   ♬ was sent in by @darkfallen  ▸  EMPEROR’S NEW CLOTHES  /  P!ATD. 
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               ❛   heroes...    ❜ he almost sneers   ❛     ——  always so subjective.  ❜ the rebels that fought against the order were considered heroes to their people,  yet to the larger picture they were no more than ripples in an otherwise forward momentum. dying upon sacrificial altars for romanticized ideals of free will.                ❛    tell me, what are these legends you know of ?   ❜  he alters discourse, a show of genuine intrigue. 
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“I SMUGGLE, NOT SNUGGLE”
also no one touch me i’m crying
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An unfinished sith!Anakin x sith!Kylo piece from a while ago, about an AU where Anakin seduces Kylo to darkside.
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REBLOG IF YOU'RE FRIENDLY TO FEMALE OCs.
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⚔ :: azaiah
meme.  ||  accepting !!  || @drivren 
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          his muscles had tired long ago, lungs past the point of fire brewing betwixt them. his consciousness seems to bleed across the room and he can feel the shift all around him. he’s tapped into something far greater than just  simple focus, a rooted power, guiding his every movement. he feels the pull and the push, limbs acting on their own accord. large frame maintains an unforeseen grace, carefully and fluidly, he allows it to flood every channel of his body. he remains centered, bouncing crimson blade from blast to blast through a seemingly never ending stream, relentlessly sprayed in his direction.  —- one misstep, one slip of distraction, could turn training into an unforgettable lesson…. or worse.  of course, azaiah would choose now to join in observing the master knight.         his presence is noted but kylo forgets about him just as soon as he grows aware  —– he can’t afford to pay mind. though, he’d be lying if the fellow ren’s observation didn’t invoke further incentive. he manages to block every impossible shot, not even a singe left upon his robing. for the time being, he maintained a connection to the force he simply refused to return from. 
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Will you help me ? 
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[hard angst.mp3]
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