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oh mY GOD SHOULD I KNOW WHO THIS IS

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how am I already home, someone explain this witchcraft to me

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dating harry and your parents don’t like him because he’s from a rough side of town and he sneaks over to your house one night and he fucks you with his hand over your mouth to keep you from making noise and he stays with you until morning and sneaks out before your parents see him

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my baby taylor doesn’t deserve all this hate

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Taylor's grin widened as Dark spoke. She leaned up against a book shelf and continued to look at him. "I missed you too, it gets pretty lonely going from one venue to the next and being forced to crash wherever you end up. I need more friends," she said, laughing a bit at how pathetic she sounded.

Dark hugged the girl back, feeling a mixture of giddy and happy. “No, it’s okay,” he replied. “You’re busy, I totally get that.” Dark grinned. “I’m not gonna lie, I did miss you, though.”

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Reblog if your mun is a girl.

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"Did you go anywhere fun over break?"

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a moment of silence for all the food we’ve dropped

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“Grace, what do I do when my OTP just hooked up?”

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“I will always believe in love and I don’t care what happens to me or how many times I get my heart broken, or how many breakup songs I write, I’m always going to believe that someday I am going to meet somebody who is actually right for me and he’s going to be wonderful and it’s going to work out.”

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gifs that don’t make sense are my favourite thing like

and

i just

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this is the theme song of every fangirl ever

amen.

lets play look through kates archive and wonder how i ever managed to get followers

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Taylor jumped slightly as she heard a voice behind her and set the book she had down to turn around and see who it was. Her face gave way to an elated smile when she saw it was Dark. She walked over to him and gave him a hug before pulling away, still smiling. "Hey, I'm so sorry I never got the chance to even call you," she started, shaking her head, "I picked up the book you gave me just yesterday on my way to rehearsals and thought about you and how I'm a terrible person for not calling." She gave him an apologetic look and raised her hands in surrender.

It’d been a week. A full 7 days, 168 hours, 10080 minutes, 604800 seconds, and 604800000 milliseconds since Dark had seen Taylor and he was starting to get worried that she’d never call. Normally, if it’d been a couple days, he would’ve been the first to call, but he didn’t have the girl’s number. Of course, Dark had to remember that she was in the entertainment industry, and that what was could be keeping her busy. He knew he had to clear his mind before he’d go crazy, so, he decided to go to the very same bookstore that he’d met Taylor at before to pick up his copy of The Help. Once he was there, Dark headed straight for the biography section, where he’d last hid the book. He was just picking up his book and turning towards the register, when he saw her. Taylor. She was here again. Dark wasted no time, and walked right up next to her. “I think we have a habit of meeting in bookstores.”