➳ daddys little girl.

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click the heart button for a starter, I’ll probably do these sometime this weekend.

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I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF.

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I want to rp with you, but I don’t think you want to rp with me: a book by me

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Friendly reminders about roleplaying with me;;

♥ I have skype  and will gladly share it if asked for it. ♥ I have kik and will love all pestering of my muse there or ooc too. ♥ I love plotting and it is always much appreciated. ♥ I love asks of all kinds! Want to know something ooc? Send it in! Want to ask my muse questions that relate overall to fandom? Send it in! Want to ask my muse questions that pertain to a certain verse? Send it in! ♥ Short paras via ask are love. ♥ Random starters are SUPER love. ♥ Most of all : never be afraid to approach me because I’m the biggest dork and as intimidating as a happy feet dancing penguin.

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ｉ ｗａｎｎａ ｂｅ ｐｏｗｅｒｆｕｌ                      ➳ daddys little girl.                             Independent ALLISON ARGENT                                                   from teen wolf.                                                             url ; fleetingarrow

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W a r r i o r

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call all your friends, tell them I’m never coming back

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「rememberance.」

                    [DEATH] 

1. The act of dying; termination of life.

Where here to celebrate the life of Allison Argent, daughter, friend——warrior. Seventeen years old, was taken from us too young we’re hoping to see  her when our time comes. She would be remind as a king, LOVING, gentle, STRONG, loyal girl May she rest in peace.

She’s the only one left standing. Everyone had made their way back home, Allison’s father had left her side minutes ago a soft voice speaks to her——‘Go home Lydia, we both need it.’ She nods but she’s not leaving at least not yet. The red head visualizes the name on the tomb.                  A  L  L  I  S  O  N    A  R  G  E  N  T                         (    1997-2014   ) The emptiness that surrounds her it’s terrifying, cold. Tears roll down her eyes, she ducks her her deying. ❝Please don’t leave me, I can’t                      I can’t do it WITHOUT you.❞

She closes her eyes hoping that this would be just a NIGHTMARE, she had lost her best friend, the only logical explanation would be that—-just a dream. Green irises open just to be disappointed, she’s still standing on her grave. Lydia doesn’t believe it. 

[DE·NI·AL]

1. A refusal to comply with or satisfy a request.

Allison had give her LIFE to her and even when she tried to warn her, it didn’t worked. The pitching screamthat can be heard around it’s from the WAILING woman, the one who had just lost the only GOOD thing that this town  had brought to her. Her best friend had been ripped out of her hands too soon and Lydia would never forgive herself for such thing.

❝Allison——-I love you.❞