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larmoyante

She is madness, sanity. She is hell, and paradise.

Ellen Hopkins, Perfect (via larmoyante)

She wore red lipstick and drank bourbon; he never stood a chance.

One line love stories. (via wearblacktobrunch)

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mashamorevna

She was pretty in the kind of way that said she’d run a dagger through your heart and still keep smiling the whole time.

Richelle Mead, Silver Shadows (via mashamorevna)

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contresenss-deactivated20200512

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bitebox

I

don’t

need a weapon

{I am a weapon.}

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goldenbuttonsnpearls

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liquidlightandrunningtrees

She was a ghost of a girl, hauntingly beautiful, wonderfully lost - breaking hearts and crying holy water tears.

Michael Faudet (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)

A woman is only vulnerable when her nail polish is drying, and even then she can still pull a trigger.

some great quote I heard somewhere once upon a time and that is very, very true (via traffic-jam-session)

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sheikahslatc

She’ll capture you with a sirens song; beauty and grace, She’ll lure you deep into the swallowing abyss, with words of a callous cat. How you’ll find her so radiant, gleaming like a winter’s sun. Venom broils in her veins, and the water is getting deeper.

The Girl is a trap (via tabbiewrites)

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