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this is what me and valentinesxdaughter get up to at midnight

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valentinesxdaughter replied to your post.

hot af bye

who are you

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omg you're so pretty wtf

NAW i LOVE YOU!

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valentinesxdaughter

     "---- No. Just give me ten more minutes."

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               ❛            I was wondering when you were                             going to decide to wake up.                                          Long night?❜

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 ❝ Like fine wine, I only get better with age. ❞

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ch. seven ; clash by night.

      snow scraped the ground’s contour, glinting where a       velvet blanket had unfurled. it was sparkling in all the       equitable places. the barren land shed musk beneath       the moonlight. FIRE dazzled in the distance, burning       like ash and tinder. coppery blood had stained the air.

                 he went through the portal ALONE and came through                  to find an empty blaze of destruction. their fallen ; the                  endarkened’s fallen. they scattered in few, but grew as                  time ticked within the darkness. his longsword, being                  his only companion, stood with him through citadel,                  half a claret of volcanic rock, half a cloud of white ice.

                              it glowed, throwing a cast of this burning-bonfire-like                               illumination that encompassed his surroundings. and                               adamas, their heavenly metal, circled the layout, which                               was casting off a gleam, burning in silver flames. home                               to the iron sisters.

              home to the slaughterhouse as the dark species were               wasting nephilim blood. the shadowhunters couldn’t               bare the masks, these faces held their loved ones, yet               they had been corrupt by an infernal cup. as good as               DEAD. jace had experienced that firsthand with clary,               and still struggled to wrap his head around the fact.

                               if she were in battle now. could he kill her?

                       jace whirled on his feet, precision like a cat, his weapon                        flashing out, and ichor had fanned ahead—- the colour                        was a thick black and it began to bubble up, as if drops                        of water had dissolved in  INK. not glossed, but rough,                        an edge that was rasped with sandpaper. he felt how it                        looked.

           there the boy cut his way through the endarkened, veins            alight with the heavenly fire — an angel of molten gold. he            toiled as his kind were hesitant to kill their lost, ultimately            killing themselves. he could not convince them otherwise,            watching a death toll climb and the ground open beneath.

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[13/07/14 12:51:13 AM] ellie: [13/07/14 12:50:54 AM] clazza.: GOLLY GOSH DIDDLY DANG GOSH DARN IT [13/07/14 12:51:14 AM] ellie: perfect [13/07/14 12:51:18 AM] ellie: put that on a t shirt [13/07/14 12:51:23 AM] clazza.: i will [13/07/14 12:51:28 AM] clazza.: i'll make millions [13/07/14 12:51:41 AM] clazza.: that's for sure [13/07/14 12:52:02 AM] ellie: copy rights to ned flanders [13/07/14 12:52:58 AM] clazza.: http://i.imgur.com/2HnGjEx.png [13/07/14 12:53:01 AM] clazza.: cries [13/07/14 12:53:31 AM] clazza.: can i put that on a t shirt instead

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۞ because of reasons

Send me ۞ for my muse’s reaction to accidentally falling on top of yours and kissing them.

     had he been able to summon the effort, a piquant remark may have filled the gap of silence… Falling down is hard without a pickup line, Fray.

     light-hearted humour is unfeasible to arise when the other was not oneself.

        ❝I’m a person, not a mattress, nor a toy.❞