#briiiiiiii

[orgel-ontae]

did u know tht ur? perfect? an actual angel? my sun moon n stars? love u?

hello im sobbing i love you more than anything ur the light of my life and u,,, u are My sun and moon and stars and Everything n i wanna kiss you and hug n make u extra extra happy i Love you ;;;;;;

[soulsundered]

WUHHHHHHHHH

[boomchickijosh38]

Un pedregal fue tu amor de mi divina ilusión... #elmatanzero #justobetancourt #unademisvocesfavoritasenlamúsica #vozversatil #briiiiiiii

[shadowbled-blog]

“ you deserve to rot in the hell you came from. ”

@combureta

[lexiconallie]

this'll be extensive & embarrassing (like me lmao) but black (duh) green (dUH) scarlet (chia...?) maroon&periwinkle, mauve (those Damn Novel sketches!) COPPER❤ probs coral kinda timberwolf, plum ha...ha..., crimson (drINK W ME) & low-key arsenic? 1/2

2/2 also sage in a good way idk, & chartreuse ayyyyyyyy 😎

BLACK = I would date you.GREEN = I think you’re cute.SCARLET = You have influenced my decision/thoughts on something.MAROON = You taught me something new.PERIWINKLE = You make me laughMAUVE = You are really talentedCOPPER = Your blog content is trash (and I love it)CORAL = You’re a memeTIMBERWOLF = I trust youPLUM = I’d like to chat with youCRIMSON = We should collaborate on something!ARSENIC = I don’t know how to describe the way I feel about youSAGE = You make me cryCHARTREUSE = You’re my homie

*sniffle* :’))))))) <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

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[cheesebeta]

Hiya! Welcome to the Rusty Spur! Can I get ya something to drink?

[ungracingly]

We're at war. || Luke & Thalia

"Yeah well maybe you already lost me!" she yelled, "Maybe you lost me when you let me sacrifice myself on Half Blood Hill, so that you and Annabeth could be safe; or maybe you lost me when you poisoned me. Maybe you lost me when you raised a Titan and caused thousands of deaths, Luke, I don’t know." What she was saying was true, but it didn't feel right. It hadn't been her voice, hadn't been her thoughts. All she was aware of was this hazy sort of rage that filled her head and made it hard to breathe.

The look of his face both disgusted her and caused a painful sort of twisting feeling in the cavity of her chest. It was a pain she vaguely recognized but didn't understand. The more he stayed, the longer she looked at him, the more she despised the son of Hermes with all of her being. Not for the curse, but for herself. She shook her head and sneered, "Why on Earth would you think I want help from you?"

Luke was standing right before her with that stupid concerned expression, as though the past five years or so had never happened. Her heart skipped a beat in that moment, but she pushed the memories aside. Well, the good ones anyway. Right now it seemed so much easier to remember all the bad that he'd done. "I'm finished, Luke, I think I've had enough," she said, exhausted, regaining some small part of herself, "Leave before I do something I'll regret."

[jennalouisecoleman]

MINI BIO: You were born in Australia. 15 years ago a strange man with a blue box fell out of the sky. He introduced himself as The Doctor. He took you back in time to see the rise of King Arthur and meet the Lady Morgan, and then brought you back home. He had to leave, and you've been trying to find him ever since, to convince yourself it was true and not a dream. You spend your time on Photoshop, creating graphics about The Doctor because they give you hope. END MINI BIO