mood
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Your mind is a weapon.
Sharpen it.
Care for it.
Master it.
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*knees weak, arms spaghetti*
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make your party cry in three pictures
left: st. valentine, my bard/wizard
center: harmony, st. valentine & ecko’s daughter
right: ecko, @sxnnies‘ roguelock
tiefling maker
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my attitude can easily be fixed by that toy in your pants but i'm not saying that out loud
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@jelena.marija
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STUFF I NEEEEED
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They went in and out of each other’s minds without any effort.
Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway (via 89words)
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You watch him from the other side of the room. Glass of champagne in his hands, lips drawn up into a half-smile, shoulders taut, heart frozen. He shakes hands and leads every conversation with a charming nod and words sharp enough to cut glass. His presence belongs to them, but his eyes belong to you. It frightens you how intimidating intelligence can be. Everything you’ve ever tried to hold slips through your hands; rain, snow, time, people. But he stays. You wonder how dangerous that makes him. You wonder how desperate it makes you.
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