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alex karev still thinks about izzie stevens all the time pass it on
https://www.instagram.com/peachy.pika/ Morning with bumblebees🐝🌞
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Him: “did it hurt?”
yes
Him: “That’s okay”
Him: “Life’s gonna hurt”
more than F̢͕̜͓͑̌ͅẠ̵͈͔͈̻̫Ĺ͚̥̜̗ͯ͐ͥͨ͘L͉͇̫̫̙̪̿͒̊̽͌I͙͇̭̤͈͇̳N͎̹̹̖ͬͧ̿̿̊̀G͍̳ͅ ?
Him: “Maybe”
Peace unto you, we are still learning
@ihaswolves
what did you do
you used to be GOOD
you weren’t worthy
THIEF THIEF THIEF THEI F THIEF
you don’t deserve anything
WEAK WEAK WEAK WEAK WEAK WEAK WEAK
*BANGING HANDS ON THE TABEL*
IWANT TO DIE I WANT TO DIE IWANR TODIE I WNAR TO DIE
Late night UnAffections (for you, and you,and-)
I think I'm in love with the idea of humanity. Not the people, no, I've seen too much in too little time to ever trust my heart to anything mortal and /real/. But I like to pretend, I like to pretend that I'm real like you; I twist my lips in a friendly snarl, I stare into gentle eyes, hold warm hands and promise forever. It could almost be love if I was anything more than a beast with a possessive streak and sharp claws, it could almost be love if I wasn't so inclined to Own rather than hold. I think I could love if I could have one that was mine and only mine (mine, mine, mine, it tastes sharp on my tongue and feels right between my teeth.)
Sometimes I hope I scare you, I hope that you flinch when I raise my voice and that you shy away from harsh words and cruel tones, sometimes I hope I leave a paralysing, primal fear that sends enemies and friends alike running far, far away. Sometimes I want to sink my teeth into flesh and rip, rip, rip you to shreds. But I don't, I'm a coward and I think I love you, so I don't lay a finger on your beautiful head.