i feel in love with a lightning storm.

I DON’T DESERVE YOU. I’M TOO [ BROKEN ], TOO COLD. I NEED YOU TO LIVE SO I WRITE YOUR NAME DOWN BEFORE THINKING ABOUT WRITING MINE. YOU ARE MY HEART AND YOU LOOK AT ME AND I FEEL BEAUTIFUL IN THESE BLOODSTAINED HALLS THAT HOUSE MY SOUL, I FEEL LIKE I COULD BE ( WORTHY ) OF YOUR LOVE. HERONDALE she/her. xvii. ESFP. Virgo.

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                                                      tell me pretty lies.

                                   look me in the face

                                                                    tell me that you love me

                                    even if it’s fake

                                                       'cause i don’t fucking care

                                                                                    AT ALL!!

a serie of birthday presents [ 5/ ? ] : warsam for @skiwalkers

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                                                      drunk text me.

                                    i want to be

                                                                     the one you

                                     think of 

                                                        when (( you )) can’t

                                                                                 think straight.

a serie of birthday presents [ 4/ ? ] : gilitia for @skiwalkers

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━━ “ can you bear to ruin the both of you?

                                                      all we do is drive

                                all we do is think

                                                                      about the feelings that we hide

                            all we do is sit in silence

                                                         (( waiting )) for a sign

                                                                                 sick and full

                                       of pride.

a serie of birthday presents [ 3/ ? ] : cedritia for @skiwalkers

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                                                      Do you care, do you care?

                                 why don’t you care?  

                                                                        why don’t you care?

                              I was there, I was there

                                                       when no one was

                                                                                 now you’re gone

                                         AND I’M HERE. 

a serie of birthday presents [ 1/ ? ] : reddie for @skiwalkers

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━━ “ how to love a god.

                                                      ‘aren’t you afraid of my darkness, my dear?’

                                 hades asked

                                                                       with mischief in his eyes

                             'no,’

                                                      (( persephone )) replied

                                                                                 'you haven’t even seen

                                        MINE YET.’

a serie of birthday presents [ 2/ ? ] : mihalissa for @skiwalkers

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                                                       i could mumble prayers into my fingers

                                 for a thousand years, wishes that mixed

                                                                    adoration and fear and a type of faith

                                   that i (( never could )) bring myself to have.

                                                      and still, i would have God forgotten,

                                                                               for half the kindness they taught me..

— religion in the spread of my hands (LM) + birthday boy aka henry kurt reynalds part. 4

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                                                       i could mumble prayers into my fingers

                                 for a thousand years, wishes that mixed

                                                                    adoration and fear and a type of faith

                                   that i (( never could )) bring myself to have.

                                                      and still, i would have God forgotten,

                                                                               for half the kindness they taught me..

— religion in the spread of my hands (LM) + birthday boy aka henry kurt reynalds part. 3

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                                                       i could mumble prayers into my fingers

                                 for a thousand years, wishes that mixed

                                                                    adoration and fear and a type of faith

                                   that i (( never could )) bring myself to have.

                                                      and still, i would have God forgotten,

                                                                               for half the kindness they taught me..

— religion in the spread of my hands (LM) + birthday boy aka henry kurt reynalds part. 2

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                                                        i could mumble prayers into my fingers

                                  for a thousand years, wishes that mixed

                                                                     adoration and fear and a type of faith

                                    that i (( never could )) bring myself to have.

                                                       and still, i would have God forgotten,

                                                                                for half the kindness they taught me..

— religion in the spread of my hands (LM) + birthday boy aka henry kurt reynalds part. 1

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#prideweekrpbr day six: assexual pride! → raphael santiago

“I have no soul,” he said. “But I made you a promise on my mother’s doorstep, and she was sacred to me.”

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#prideweekrpbr day four: pansexual pride! → will solace

“ You can’t help out a friend? Maybe cut bandages? Bring me a soda or a snack? Or just a simple How’s it going, Will? You don’t think I could stand to see a friendly face? ”

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#prideweekrpbr day three: bisexual pride! → bloem van galagher

                                         Some woman are lost in the fire.                                            Some women are built from it.

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#prideweekrpbr day five: demisexual pride! → ewen drayen

                              Why must tragedy be the end of my story?                             I want to be a hero, but I want happiness too.                                        And heroes may win the war,                                          but they rarely live through.

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#prideweekrpbr day five: demisexual pride! → kayla rey maximoff

                         You’re soft, soft like spring flowers and sunsets                                and the white feathers inside your pillow

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#prideweekrpbr day four: pansexual pride! → jasmine agnolletto

      She would have swallowed the sun to make you warm enough.                                 She was nothing but love.

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#prideweekrpbr day three: bisexual pride! → shawn stark

The stars would be so proud to know their atoms created someone                                                  LIKE YOU!!

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#prideweekrpbr day two: lesbian pride! → serena ramirez

If history says anything, If it says anythig at all, It is this:                                      ALL WOMEN KNOW HOW TO DO IS BURN. If her story says anything  — and it says everything  —                       WE GIRLS HAVE BEEN RAISED TO WALK THROUGH THE FIRE.