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[yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere]

my #ShatterMe #ShatterMeSeries 10+ many many edits +so much love ig post:

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[pippafitzamobi]

“You don’t want to fix me, then? You don’t have a long list of things I need to work on?”

“No.” I stare out the window. The view is so bleak. So cold. Covered in ice and snow. “There’s nothing wrong with you that isn’t already wrong with me,” I say quietly. “And if I were smart I’d first figure out how to fix myself.”

[xmalikethx]

make me choose

@hazelestelle asked: warnette or darklina

[acotars]

make me choose: @iparisjunes asked: warnette or wessa?

“Please.” He says, “Please don’t shoot me for this.”

And he kisses me.  His lips are softer than anything I've ever known, soft like a first snowfall, like biting into cotton candy, like melting and floating and being weightless in water. It’s sweet, it’s so effortlessly sweet. And then it changes. “Oh God—” He kisses me again, this time stronger, desperate, like he has to have me, like he’s dying to memorize the feel of my lips against his own. The taste of him is making me crazy; he’s all heat and desire and peppermint and I want more. I've just begun reeling him in, pulling him into me when he breaks away. He’s breathing like he’s lost his mind and he’s looking at me like something has broken inside of him, like he’s woken up to find that his nightmares were just that, that they never existed, that it was all just a bad dream that felt far too real but now he’s awake and he’s safe and everything is going to be okay 

and I’m falling.  I’m falling apart and into his heart and I’m a disaster.

want one?

[sunchosens]

the tattoo is sitting below his hip bone. 

H e l l  i s  e m p t y a n d  a l l  t h e  d e v i l s  a r e  h e r e. 

i kiss my way across the words.              kissing away the devils.                        kissing away the pain. 

[amandlas]

But they were always drawn together. It was obvious, every time he put them in the same room, they were like” — Delalieu claps his hands — “magnets.”

[aaronwarner]

She looks at me then, a question in her eyes. But I can only smile at her. I want to scoop her up and carry her away. Take her somewhere quiet and lose myself in her. I love that the girl who blushes so easily in my arms is the same one who would kill a man for hurting me.

[stsgyuri]

make me choose: @jacqueline56 asked: warnette or pynch?

it hits me with a painful force, of just how much i love her. god, i love all of her. her impossibilities, her exasperations. i love how gentle she is when we’re alone. how soft and kind she can be in our quiet moments. how she never hesitates to defend me.

i love her.

want one?