sunshinegirl24
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My name is Leila and I live in Barovia. I am a dhampir.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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Do you think perhaps a hag would be willing to turn me curse me into a toad or something.
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Twenty weeks old Gray wolf pups (Canis lupus) from the Sawtooth pack
Pictures by Jim and Jamie Dutcher
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What is to give light must endure burning
- Viktor E. Frankl
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red wax seals png. made by me. credit not necessary!
theluzvre.
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we went home and saw the church
we started going back to Vallaki
we went to Vallaki and saw Ismark's friends and I got to be wolves with Lady Volenta! 🐺🐺 <- friends
how many days since I left home
the day we went to that house (1/2?)
the day i had the bones
the day i had the blood
the day i bit that guy
the day they tried to BURN me
the day we had tea and oranges with Lady Wachter :)
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@lenoreusername123 Wouldn't you rather have one of these instead of that other doll?


♡ Fruity Frog Scented Plush by Rainylune ♡
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hey sorry it's just that i don't think i'm very good at being a person. thanks for letting me try with you, anyway.
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girl unhinge ur jaw
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Forgive me, For I cannot love in moderation. I would not insult you By giving only my heart I learned only love that consumes, Dying-on-a-cross love, The love a mother has When all her dreams die. Let my body be broken for you Let my blood be spilled I’ve no dreams for you to kill But the dearest of all That my offering be accepted.
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I feel like I’m missing something that everyone else has
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Safia Elhillo, from Girls That Never Die: Poems; “Orpheus”
[Text ID: “My body is something / I have worn / for other people.”]
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If my body is a temple let me paint its walls, Fill it with the small things that make me smile, Smash the stained glass windows to let in light I will hang the shards from the ceiling with thread, To dance in rainbows cast across the floor. Let me have a bed to lie in that’s soft and warm And a long table stretching down the aisle I will sit upon the altar and see that it is good When my body is finally my home.
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