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|SV\SS|Unclaimed|Clace|TMI| •Is this the part where you start tearing off pieces of your shirt to bind my wounds?•

Joined July 2017
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Reboot Clary~ Face of #Edgy Movie/Book based Not new- Fandom-RP-Character Ships: Clace with Chem "That guy Alec doesn't like me very much." RT
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How can I bring @DeadVampLust back? Does spamming him work? I miss him terribly. RT this to help me get him back.
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Please can someone Make me a Jordan Kyle win Paul Wesley as the FC to interact with and ship with eventually and join #TheNuggetHunters #TheMortalInstruments I will love you forever. I have an sl in mind and I need a Jordan Kyle for it. RT
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"Hi, I'm Greenberg. You know, that kid Coach loathes?" Gay|TW|Any fandom Ships with chemistry Might be Coach son. Need to do some DNA testing. Looking for SLs. RT please.
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Derek Hale ~ Face of #Edgy Not new to anything MV|MS Ships Sterek and Chem I’m apparently the town Sour Wolf according to certain people. Mains will be listed below. RT
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// I kind of want to make @RapierEsprit a video edit with the song Daddy Issues
#MCM @RapierEsprit Don’t let your ego cloud your judgment too much handsome.
❛ Aʟꜱᴏ, I·ᴍ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴍ. ㅤJᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡ. ❜ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⟣ Lɪᴛ. + Dᴇsᴄ. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⟣ Sʜɪᴘꜱ Sɪᴢᴢʏ. ㅤㅤ ⟣ Bᴏᴏᴋ / Mᴏᴠɪᴇ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ⎰Lʏʀɪᴄ ᴏғ Lᴇᴡɪꜱ⎱
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At the shelter vs 30 minutes after we adopted him
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—— Had her own club dress that didn’t feel like it was going to become one with her body. She curled her redhair, grabbed her small purse, and left her bedroom.*