I have a dream, and I'm going to follow it until the end. { Indie Rapunzel from the movie Tangled } Multiship | Multiverse | OC friendly. Mun and muse are of age. I track the tag: sunlightmaiden
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Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse
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Lonely Muse Sentence Starters
“I don’t know, I guess people just don’t like me”
“I like it better alone”
“Nobody can hurt you if you isolate yourself”
“Sometimes I wish somebody would just… notice me”
“I feel invisible”
“People don’t even look at me”
“I’m just a monster, it’s better this way”
“People do nothing but hurt me so I stay away”
“All I manage to do is hurt people so I stay away”
“I’m too afraid to seek out friendship”
“I don’t want to be hurt anymore”
“It’s been such a long time”
“I’m sorry, I’m not used to company”
“Not a lot of people come out here, what are you doing?”
“It’s weird to have another warm body next to me”
“I act so tough but… I really am tired of being alone”
“I can’t take another night alone”
“I’ll pay you- just don’t let me be alone”
“I kind of miss it… companionship, you know?”
“I haven’t been close to someone since they… left”
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hi guys! im just about to finish answering all the thread that we started since i came back, buuuuuuut i still have like... 40 something threads that are there since last year? some are from plots, some are memes, and honestly i don't mind keeping them! but i understand if any of you want to drop one or all of them so im going to list them here in case you want to save any of this. im only going to answer to the ones you tell me to save, if i dont get an answer until.... say a week from now? im going to delete them from my drafts. this doesnt mean we cant start new things! ill absolutely adore that, but just in case theres something you want to keep and in order to be more aware of what i owe and not.
so, heres the threads that theres still drafted:
@jamiecakeconfections: x
@pirateheir x
@carandir x
@howlingstorminside x x
@tofindthemall x
@notalone-butfree x x x x x
@fightfearwithfun x
@rogueprinceconsort x x x x x x x
@brown-eyed-trickster x
@islestolen x
@personifiedchaosx x x x
@cerseilionesslannister x
@gliitchiing x
@demoisellebeauty x x
@forvistxkonge x
@notgettingawaythistime x
@whiteasxsnow x x
@thegreatbigfour x x
@nononsenselady x x
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“Yeah... I actually know what you mean.” The smile on her face and the way her gaze went up as if remembering something, somehow gave out how the notion of magic not learned but rather a property one had born with, was something that she had experienced from first-hand experiences. And the pride with which he exhibited his own talent? Made her feel a bit nostalgic about the healing powers with which she had grown up.
“Kubo, it is a real pleasure to meet you.” She answered his bow with one of her own. “So, is this your home? Or are you a traveler as well?”
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@rogueprinceconsort | continued from here.
She could swear that the thought that no one was inside that bathroom. Yes, she had been distracted while carrying around some new towels to change the ones that they had used in the last days and thinking on the list of things she had to do that day: wash some clothes, going to the market, maybe bake something? How long it was since the last blueberry muffins they had, right? It sounded like a good idea. Or at least it did for as long as it stayed in her head because she was certain that she couldn't think or remember anything other than seeing Eugene in the bathtub... along with that long fishtail that she had only ever seen in movies and children’s book.
“I’m--------- I’m not freaking out? Are you freaking out? No, I’m just very interested in what appears to be your tail and the few things you didn’t tell me about yourself in all this time we have been dating. How long has this been happening exactly?” She said without breathing one in all the length of that sentence and holding her face with one of her hands as if by pressing it somehow she would come to a faster answer.
And who exactly she could tell? She didn’t know anybody but him. His boyfriend. His very merman boyfriend.
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I shouldn’t be here, she repeated to herself. Over and over again. I shouldn’t be here, she knew that. And still? She hadn’t missed a single one of those practices from the moment she realized there was a thing called drama club, which seemed to be the school version of all those plays and musical shows she had been allowed to see on her mother’s computer.
Now, it hadn’t been that long since she had made a routine of staying after class (not more than two months perhaps) waiting for the exact moment in which everyone went backstage to leave their bags and prepare for their routines so she could sneak in through the emergency exist as fast and quietly as she could and hide between the seats so she could watch from time to time how the dancing, singing, acting and the whole magic of every story took over the stage and every single person on it.
Was she taking a risk? Yes, of course, and if her mother came back earlier home and found out that her daughter was not in the place she was supposed to be, the surest thing would be that they would end up moving again. To the next city, or the next state, maybe even the next country. Who knew, and it had been years since the last time she had questioned or tried to reason with that. And although she didn’t know anyone here, not a friend, not even someone that she could tell knew anything other than her name, she felt tired of the constant moving, and if she was trying her luck here was both because she loved this couple of hours watching some people becoming art, and because this personal game of finding out how long it would take her mother to notice her escapes had become a favorite between her games. Here, she was a spy or a mastermind criminal, and she had to act as carefully as she could so no one could find her.
Until, of course, someone did.
She was just about to leave when she found that someone was still in the room, and the panic that flooded her at that moment in front of the possibility of being found out and accused as a stalker was enough for her to drop her open bag, which made a mess on the floor with all of the things she should have been more organized at the time to pack when last class finished. And if that hadn’t been enough to make her completely flustered? Then the sound of someone falling to the ground made her feel undeniable, immediately and most absolutely guilty.
“I- I DIDN’T!” Excellent, Rapunzel. Of course, he is really proud of having been seen falling by a complete stranger. “But I uh- I... I can act as if I had? I mean- God, what am I saying...No one will know that this happened, I promise, I won’t tell anyone. Ever.” She bit her lips, with her face completely red and her hands grasping each other nervously. “I promise.”
A minute of awkward silence followed such statement, and as if that hadn’t been odd enough? She decided that staying there would make him even more uncomfortable. So she looked at the door, at him, the bag in the floor, and then she gathered all of her things making a short wave with her hand as a gesture of farewell before trying to leave as fast as she could.
@sunlight-maiden || Plotted Starter
People weren’t wrong when they said that high school sucked. Far from it. Yet, somehow it wasn’t too bad for Rodrik. He knew it was lucky, knew he was extremely lucky in fact. He was a thespian, after all, always in the drama room and on stage. It was a surprise to him quite often that he didn’t get picked on.
But he also projected confidence nearly constantly, and he knew that he was charismatic as well as friendly. All of this led to being well liked, even if he on occasion did get in a fight or two. But even if he did get picked on for it, he wouldn’t have been able to resist being up on that stage. Rodrik had always loved every part of the theater, had always been artistically inclined. He wrote his first play at six, granted it was a pretty horrible Star Wars musical adaptation. His father loved to tease him about it and sing one of the songs (”I am your father” - yeah, it had been an obvious choice).
As drama practice finished up for the day, he stayed behind, lingering around as everyone trailed off and out of the room to go home. He hung back, watching them leave as he slowly gathered his things and laughed at passing comments. Glancing over his shoulder as the last person left through the back stage, he slowly walked backwards until he was back in the center of the stage and glanced around.
Rodd did this sometimes; stayed late to get extra practice in when there was some move he knew he’d have to do in a routine that looked particularly difficult. For the thespian that he was, he had a hard time doing challenging moves in front of others for the first time. He supposed that his confidence had to stop somewhere, and it might as well be at a point where he could easily fall on his ass and humiliate himself.
He had only just started it when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye; that distraction was all it took to send him slamming down on his back in a heap on the hard stage floor. Groaning, he rolled onto his stomach, propping himself up so he could look out into the rows of empty chairs. But it wasn’t totally empty. There was a girl in there, someone he was pretty sure he hadn’t seen before. “Hey,” he groaned. “Don’t suppose you blinked right then, huh?”
#battlesymphcny#verse: i see the lights of a city { modern }#a totally flirt#of course#so suave#not a disaster at all
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@sunthieving | continuation from here.
Her lips turned into a thin line as she listened to him. She knew what he meant, she knew he was right. And she absolutely knew that she had thought the same and that to this point she was trying to convince herself that her father would change his mind even when previous experiences were proof of the improbability of that.
“Agh... I know! It’s just that-” She stopped there for a second, trying to be honest with herself for once. “Remember the whole thing of sneaking out with Cassandra and not telling him how my hair had returned? It felt so bad to look at him knowing that I had done something that would hurt him and that it did once he found out. And for one part is not fair because I shouldn’t be... locked, here, but at the same time he is afraid and I wish I knew one way to make him overcome that so asking him for permission wouldn’t be as terrible as it is for the two of us.”
Both the addressing of this whole problem and the use of that word, locked, as she had felt in her tower for many years, make her felt a little agitated, which she tried to shake off a second after. Managing to put on a smile and breath deeply before turning to him again.
“This makes the whole sneaking a girl out to see some lanterns while chased by two thugs look not that complicated in comparison, isn’t it?”
#sunthieving#verse: with the wind in my hair { season one }#aaaaa your eugene is so great!#thanks for the answer <333
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@brown-eyed-trickster | bc this is such a cute prompt.
There couldn’t be a better job than this. Not in the whole world. Not only she started all of her shifts by putting on the most magnificent dresses and wigs, but she also got to do something that gave her an immense joy: to make other people happy. To make anyone who approached her live their dreams for a little while, and as long as she could, Rapunzel did her best to stay in character, take every photograph that she could, sign all the notebooks that she was offered and play with every child, woman or man that wanted to be part of that beautiful world that was Disneyland.
She didn’t mind the weight that she had to carry over her head (which in fact, was a lot considering the long blonde braids and the flowers and all the safety locks that were needed to keep it in place at any cost) nor the hot temperatures and neither de cold and even when it started raining she found joy in jumping over puddles and encouraging anyone that felt tempted to do one of the favorite activities that she, as princess of Corona, enjoyed doing when she was allowed a moment away from the castle.
She was good at this, and never, not in a thousand days she had ever stayed out of character.
Not until that day.
“Oh! I... I uh-” Was it... because someone was asking her out? Hardly, she thought, it had happened before that people tried to do it as part of a challenge or, even in a more serious tone, which she had immediately (yet politely) declined as it had been stated in the rules of her job. But it was different in this case, and she wasn’t quite sure as to why.
“You are so kind, sir. I would love to hang out with you but it seems that being a princess is way busier than I thought. Can you believe there’s something called homework that you have to do after class? Is insane!” She continued with her part, using the many examples that she had got in her training and daily practices to face any sort of situation that could appear in her turns. But right when she was about to turn to the next kid, a single idea crossed her mind.
“But you could give us your-! Oh, what was it called again, Anna?”
“Shell phones?”
“No, that’s how Ariel calls them. It was something like...” Cellphones! Exclaimed a kid near them, as entertained as they were to see all those princesses together. “That’s right! That way you and your sister could join us at tea one day.”
“Have you ever wondered what is called tea when it could be called anything else? Chocolate. It could be chocolate time, hasn’t anyone thought about that?”
“We should definitely have a chocolate time, that for sure.” She turned her attention slightly to the actress at her side, knowing that the first rule of that park was to never interrupt the magic for the children, and hoping that the boy in front of him could catch the idea before she and the group had to leave for their next appointment.
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“Oh hey...” She had the intention to greet that bird who had approached her so easily, especially for the fact that it was the first creature that she had saw after walking for hours in that silent forest, and even though she felt comfortable in a place like this, a zone where she could move freely and unsupervised, truth was that the company of another being made her feel somehow safer.
That is until she realized what she had done.
“Your- your home? Oh, I’m so sorry! It wasn’t my intention to trespass private property. I was...” Wait, could she be this sincere? She wasn’t sure, but maybe if she talked about this she could find someone who had an answer or at least a clue from where she could start searching. “...there are some... rocks, they uh- they started growing near my home and somehow they seem to have the intention to show me where to go. I found some more of those near the place where I and my friends slept last night, so I decided to see where they were leading this time.”
“But then again, I’m really sorry for bothering you like this.” She paused for a second, repairing in the bird’s presence and how it seemed more than just someone who was passing by. “Is... this your friend?” She added, right after thinking on Pascal, the chameleon that was over her shoulder and how he was always looking after her and watching over her surroundings.
@sunlight-maiden 🖤

she was careful to keep herself mostly hidden as she healed the roses and other plants around her. she was planning on bringing Aurora here later - but it seemed fate had another plan in mind on who should see her work first. Diaval cawing to alert his mistress of the coming human, his head tilting as if for petting upon a branch near the wandering human.
“child, you have wandered far from the borders… you are quite brave. or foolish. why have you come so deeply into my home?”
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She felt a tingle that traveled up her body as a sign of alert, quick, less than a second from the moment that she heard that voice and turned to the source of it with guilt wrote all over her face.
“Captain!” She exclaimed, immediately starting to wipe off the marks that tears had left over her cheeks, working as fast as if that motion could make that man forget about what he had just seen.
“I didn’t- I mean- If I had known that-? What I’m- what I’m trying to say here is that- I was- I... I was.” She was crying. She was doing exactly what she felt like doing from the moment that all of this started and that she had succeeded at postponing until now. And even when she had worked hard to find a place and time to do this, studied every single move that happened on that stable for days until she found the perfect window to get a break before continuing with her schedule, at the end everything had come to this: being caught by one of the people that she should take care of. To whom she had to appear strong, and to whom she had failed with all of this mess.
“ I’m sorry you had to see this, really, I- I won’t bother you any longer. Please excuse me.” And so she stood up with the intention to get out of that place and maybe find a way to address this in a moment, hopefully avoiding the whole matter to get to her father’s ears.
@sunlight-maiden
The Captain heard her crying before he actually saw her.
It gave him a start. He’d thought the stables were empty, of people at least. The horses were all accounted for, surrounded by extra hay. Even though the storm had passed, the animals were still recovering from it. So, for that matter, were the people. The Captain included. He’d told himself he was here to make sure the stable groom had done his job properly, but the truth was, spending time with the horses calmed him. “Calm” wasn’t a state of mind the Captain found easy to achieve. This was the only place outside of his home where he could really manage it. Especially if no one else was there.
Except someone was. And they sounded even worse off than him. That was the only thing stopping him from snapping at them, telling them they needed permission to be in here. Because whoever they were, they didn’t sound like a guard.
When he finally spotted her, he froze.
“Princess?”
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Panic had turned into a relentless worry, which eventually had turned into a state in which she was both too tired to stay awake and yet too scared to close her eyes. Images of what had happened, of her attempts to hide as she had been told to and how she had been dragged out of her home, out of the safety of those walls where she was sure nothing would happen as long as her parents were close, to that little cage that had been too dark to perceive anything since she arrived and from which shadows she could imagine demons waiting for the moment in which she finally let her guard down.
But she wasn’t at all thinking about her wellbeing. No, her mind was pretty far from here, roaming over the waves and trying to reach her family and friends. Were they safe? Had anyone been hurt? Could her mother calm her father’s exaltation, and had her father been able to comfort her mother and her sorrow? She sure hoped so, and when she saw someone entering the room it was the first thing that came to mind when she found her chance, maybe her only chance to know anything at all about the place she was leaving behind.
“No! No, it’s- it’s fine. It’s- very kind of you, and I thank you so much for this, but I uh-” Words, she needed words and they seemed to escape from her in this desperate minute. “Please, sir. I need to know about my parents. Anything. Is there a chance you know how they are? If they had been hurt? I’ll- I’ll cooperate, really, but if there’s anything you could tell me...”
“Please...”
Takeout Royal
It was fast - and painless for the most part. Kidnapping was just as easy as taking a target out if he was ordered to. Except that, sometimes, the target was really unnecessarily attached to staying alive. He was used to the occasional injuries that caused, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t suck.
A little bruised, but otherwise fine, he delivered a small tray of food to their newest prisoner. When he got the order to abduct her he didn’t question why his Captain demanded this girl. Now, he thought he had a pretty good idea of his motives. She looked wealthy. That meant so was her family - and they’d probably pay any ransom they demanded. So far they hadn’t delivered that message and Eugene was wondering how much longer they wanted to make everyone wait.
He pushed the tray into her cellar and sat down in front of the bars. “Time to eat.” He announced unenthusiastically. “Before you ask, this is what the crew gets, too. No exclusive buffet you’re missing out on. Enjoy.”
@sunlight-maiden
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@gingerherbalist | continued from here.
“What?” She instinctively pulled back the reins when she felt that amount of movement rushing by her side, flenching and bending over just a little in case that the impact of the wind threatened to push her out of her horse.
What had just happened? She looked up and saw a person over a horse, running as fast as the animal could, and what followed such observation was the noise at the distance of a group of men that she immediately recognized as the guards of her kingdom, summing up every piece of information, and coming to the conclusion that Maximus already seemed determined to follow.
“You got this, Max.” Were her only words before the horse started storming after the pair that tried to leave the guards behind. Giving to the force of his legs, finding a path that went over the side of a small hill, and advancing enough as to jump from such height and land in front of that stranger and his horse, hopefully, to finally made them stop.
“Hey, hey! Not so fast. You may want to explain where all of this commotion is coming from.”
#gingerherbalist#verse: with the wind in my hair { season one }#excuse my child#she thinks she is helping the law
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"Do you want to kiss me?" -rodd modern!
SUPER SHIPPY STARTERS | @battlesymphcny
She barely heard those words over the sound of her own heart beating.
There wasn’t much distance between them, barely a few centimeters that in nothing helped to hide any of the effects that such words had generated on her: not the intense red and high temperature on her cheeks, not the trembling of her lips as she tried to come with an answer, not her shaky breath and the look in her eyes as if she was asking for a confirmation of him. A signal, any kind of proof that this wasn’t either a joke, a prank or a dream. Especially that last one in the case she could have the slightest control of it and stay on that scene for as long as she could before her mother came wake her up.
But it couldn’t be a dream. Not when she could feel her breath and that familiar smell coming from him, that one that on so many occasions had made it impossible to let go of any of the jackets he had lent to her. A joke then? No, Rodd wasn’t like that. And the look in her eyes, as nervous as hers, made her think that maybe, just maybe, she hadn’t been the only one whose feelings had changed over the time they had spent together.
So she lowered her eyes, looked at her mouth and nodded. Quickly, subtly, pressing her own lips together trying to find that one bit of courage that she desperately needed. And suddenly? Allowing a smile to come up her features as the weight of a secret abandoned her body at the moment she pronounced her answer.
“I do, for a long time, it’s all I’ve wanted to do.” She confessed, looking back at him and sharing with Rodrik a smile before she stood on the tip of her feet to eliminate any distance that there still was between them. Softly pressing her lips against his and immediately feeling how all the admiration she had felt for him, the trust and all the love she had been storing for him finally found a way to reach him through a kiss that only their fears had kept them from becoming real.
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❝ I don’t deserve you. You know that, don’t you? ❞
SUPER SHIPPY STARTERS | @personifiedchaosx
“On the contrary” She answered almost immediately, with words almost whispered due to the short distance that separated the two of them. “I think… I’m nowhere close to finishing paying for everything you have given to me since I met you. I mean, Jack, life has become so much better with you in it! Everything is so much fun when you are around, I have learned so many new things about places I didn’t even know that existed, and… every day, that you are here, I get to discover what love is over and over again.”
The girl bit her lips and lowered her eyes for a moment, with a long smile on her face and her cheeks radiating the warmth that she felt inside. Thinking, remembering all of those times together. From the days in which Jack visited from time to time to play with her, talk about his journeys, or even give her some present that he had got on his way back, to days like this, in which every return was accompanied by the feeling of his hands on her hair and the way his body felt next to hers when they laid over the bed on a lazy afternoon, with nothing but the sound of the wind and the waterfall outside the tower as an indication of how time kept going around them.
“So, no, I don’t know that, but as always I’m absolutely up to hold a debate about such statement. Of course that… only after you accept the fact that you have no chance to win this one. Or any other really.” And in the middle of a soft laugh, Rapunzel leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips, shortly, playfully. Mostly to tease him and trying to get one of those laughs that she loved so much out of him.
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❤ ok you are an absolute sweetie and it is suchba pleasure talking to you and I can easily say you're very quickly becoming a good friend!! I love how you write Punz and I am So excited to write with her more. I love plotting with you and I ADORE our precious ship of Rodd and Punz
#battlesymphcny#I JUST#BREATHING#WHAT IS BREATHING#ok part of this i said to you yesterday but#its been so great to meet you and find someone with so many shared interest??#LIKE YO YOU LIKE MUSICALS AND THE LUNAR CHONICLES#THATS EXACTLY WHAT IM OBSESSED WITH RN#plus the arcana#im made of those three omg#AND I LOVE OUR PRECIOUS BABIES SO MUCH#THEY ARE SO PURE AND IN LOVE AND THEY ARE SO AMAZING IN EVERY VERSE??#THE WORLD NEEDS MORE PUNZEL AND RODD AAAAA
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I'm mobile and can't get to all the symbols but all the good ones oopa, gonna try to list some with my bad memory lol ❇ yeah ok that's the only one I can both remember and find but so
#battlesymphcny#and i love?? so much?? how YOU write???#i mean you sent me just one starter and i could feel rodd so much??#his perception about himself#his behavior#his mood#its amazing#it was almost as if i was watching a movie#AND GOD IM JUST SO HAPPY TO BE ABLE TO WRITE WITH YOU FRIEND
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SUPER SHIPPY STARTERS inspired by Perfect Chemistry
❝ You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having. ❞
❝ We’re actors in our lives, pretendin’ to be who we want people to think we are. ❞
❝ I want to try making things right because picking up the pieces is way better than leaving them the way they are. ❞
❝ I wanna know how to make you laugh. I wanna know what makes you cry. ❞
❝ I want to know what it feels like to have you look at me like i’m your knight in shining armor. ❞
❝ One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart. ❞
❝ If there’s one thing I learned, it’s that nobody is here forever. You have to live for the moment, each and every day. ❞
❝ But wishes are only granted in fairy tales. ❞
❝ I’m losing control. ❞
❝ You once said you loved me. Do you still? ❞
❝ I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you. I couldn’t. ❞
❝ You’ve never seen a guy with his shirt off? ❞
❝ Believe me, you don’t have anything I haven’t seen before. ❞
❝ Whoa, Please keep your pants on. ❞
❝ How can I not be crazy in love with you? ❞
❝ If you think you can’t change the world, then go on and follow the path already carved out for you. ❞
❝ Changing the world is'nt easy, but I sure as hell am going to keep trying. Are you? ❞
❝ I want to tell you how much you’ve become the center of my being. But I can’t. The words won’t come. ❞
❝ If I had any choice in the matter, I’d stay in my comfy bed and eat warm chocolate chip cookies all day. ❞
❝ ‘Cause you own my heart, my soul, and everything else in between. ❞
❝ You may be out of my life physically, but you’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let go even if I wanted to. ❞
❝ Makin’ mistakes ain’t a crime, you know. ❞
❝ What’s the use of having a reputation if you can’t ruin it every now and then? ❞
❝ This connection we have isn’t going away, it’s only getting stronger ❞
❝ The more I spend time with her, the closer I want to be. ❞
❝ I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you, I couldn’t. ❞
❝ Opening yourself up to making mistakes and being vulnerable is what makes it beautiful and special with the person you love. ❞
❝ Because the truth is, sometimes getting close to the fire does actually burn you. ❞
❝ I don’t deserve you. You know that, don’t you? ❞
❝ There’s a thin line between love and hate. Maybe you’re confusing your emotions. ❞
❝ Playing with fire doesn’t necessarily get you burned. ❞
❝ I hate games I can’t win ❞
❝ Whether it’s right or wrong, fight for what you believe in. ❞
❝ Unfortunately, I can’t run from my heart. It hurts, deep inside my body. ❞
❝ Don’t they give you happy pills in this place? ❞
❝ But I know loving someone means losing a part of myself. ❞
❝ Somehow, being with you brings something to my life that’s missing, something … right.❞
❝ Do you want to kiss me?❞
❝ Do you want me to kiss you? Nobody else would know but the two of us. ❞
❝ My plan is to ask you to marry me four years from now, the day we graduate. ❞
❝ I’m ready for that adrenaline rush…with you. ❞
❝ What would it take for you to go out with me? ❞
❝ Unfortunately, real life doesn’t have a remote control. ❞
❝ You do realize you called me hot. ❞
❝ I don’t want to always be ‘the best I can be.’ I just want to be me. ❞
❝ You took a piece of my heart when you left. ❞
❝ I’ll start carin’ what people think when I am six feet under. ❞
❝ If you could wish on a star right now, what would you wish for? ❞
❝ Every time I break out of what is expected of me and do what feels right, I feel stronger.❞
❝ My history defines who I am. ❞
❝ I can’t keep running after ghosts. ❞
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