Heavinly touch.

Clara it's just seventeen years old, about to be eighteen, and by situtations no one would be pleased to have been through, she lives on the street now. Well, in the woods. She carries with herself a lot of burdens and depression. Don't try to fix her, because her apetite for destruction will get you down too. Trouble maker, sharp outside, soft inside. [Will rp with anyone.]. [Must read the About Clara page before starting to rp.] I own nothing. OC. M!A: Ariel -- Can't speak until kissed on the lips. TRACKING: fallenindisgrace MULTIVERSE. Massive angst. NSFW. Online [x] Offline [ ] Post limit [ ] Vacation [ ]

[lordniazkilam]

my brothers say that if this gets 200,000 notes i get to get out of the cage

[captnsulu-deactivated20161211]

goddammit we’re getting you out of hell ourselves 

[castielcampbell]

if we get enough notes we need to take a screen shot and tweet it to the writers.

[ixamxcastiel]

Everybody like and reblog

[gayforkayascodelario]

[larmoyante]

The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.

 Nikos Kazantzakis (via larmoyante)

[thoatm-deactivated20160812]

[almndmlk-deactivated20150221]

[evolveing]

[kblairs-deactivated20150424]

In the valley of the dolls we sleep, got a hole inside of me. 

[everbodymakesmistakes-nobod-blog]

[fallenindisgrace]

I’m alive. But I don’t have anything to reply to, nothing going on and still waiting for my replies. If you want to rp, I’m here and I’d love to. Really. Feels like I haven’t in an eternity.

[kscodd-blog]

[manolescent]

[rodenmarie-deactivated20160805]

[effstonemm]

[chawerut-deactivated20130701]

[gayforkayascodelario]

[soullesssavior-archive-deactiva]

+2

[fallenindisgrace]

Clara’s eyebrows pulled in like they wanted to touch each other, in a frown. Her sight started to raise just as one of her tiny hands did, revealing in this one a messy writing — ‘Clara.’

[soullesssavior-archive-deactiva]

Damon leaned forward to read the messy writing on her tiny hand. He had to squint slightly to make out the word, though he eventually got it. “Cla- Clarn? Claire? Clara?” he said finally. “Well, can you speak, Clara?”

[fallenindisgrace]

A little puff came out of between her lustrous lips when he was trying to read her name, eyebrows raising ironically. Clara inhaled for a moment before shaking her head at the question of if she could speak or not. She couldn't.

[elizabeth--stonem]