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forjustice.

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      ❛    i    know    it    sucks    to    be    caught    in    the    middle    of    all    this,      but    it’ll    be    over    soon,       all    right ?       and    hey,       i    don’t    want    you    doing    anything    you    don’t    wanna    do,       so    if    you    feel    uncomfortable    at    any    time,       just    say    the    word.    ❜       /       @girlmartyr

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‘ you’re   gonna   be   there    right  ?  ‘  furrowed   brows   do   little   to   hinder    worry   within   her   vocals  ,  evident    as   words    halt .   a    mask   of   gracious   defeat   ,   she   wears   sacrifice   as   if   it’s   armour.   ‘  you   won’t   leave.  ‘ 

learncontrol.

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               if  you’re  looking  for  an  apology ,  you’re  talking  to  the  wrong  person .    

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‘   you   don’t   think ,   liam  !   you   didn’t   think !   someone   could’ve   died   and   you’re   just   okay   with   that  ?  ‘ 

learncontrol.

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                soft  blue  eyes  meet  the  other’s  lingering  gaze .  she  was  a  welcome  sight .  a  comfort .  he  didn’t realize  until  this  moment ,  but  HE  MISSED  HER .  ‘     yeah …  i  guess  it  has  been  a  while .  i’ll  have  to  do better .  there’s  so  much  i’ve  missed  about  mystic  falls ,  it’s  good  to  be  back .       he  orders  drinks  for  the both  of  them ,  then  lets  out  a  scoff  at  her  comment .       oh  really  ?   you  won’t  WIN  so  easily  next  time . i’ve  stopped  caring  about  sparing  your  feelings .       he  answers ,   a  smug  look  forming  on  his   face .   the drinks  come  and  liam  thanks  the  bartender  before  taking  a  swig .  ‘     okay ,  time  for  round  two .    

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‘ since  when  did   you   care   about   my   feelings  ? ‘   inquisition   accompanied   by   an   arched   brow  ,   reminiscent   of   times   long   passed   as   she   shakes   her  head.   a   mask   of   chocolate   brown   drapes   features  as   softened   vocals   fill    the  air   surrounding.  ‘  any   excuse   to   get   your   ass   handed   to  you . ‘   the   confidence  that   seeps   from   her   once   sheepish   tongue  reserved   solely   for   liam .   a   thorn   in   the   side   of   pallid   skin  , a   welcomed   distraction.   yet ,  elena’s   lips   coil   upwards   as   each   stride   through   the   grill  finds   itself   in   sync   with   that   of   the   man’s.   ‘  so   why  did   you  leave  ?  ‘     a    beat ,   lips   of   foolish   curiosity   get   the   best   of   her.  slender   neck   of    the   bottle   brought   up   as   she   manages   a   quick   swig.   ‘  i   mean  ,  where’d   you   go ?  ‘

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‘   do    you     even   hear   what’s   coming   out   of   your   mouth   right   now  ?  ‘   @learncontrol

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‘   thank   you  .  ‘   gratitude   seeps   from   tongue   softly  ,   awakening   the   silent   night   that   engulfs   the   girls.   ‘   for   tonight .  ‘  @forjustice

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‘  are   you   sure   this   will   work   ?  ‘   @argente

vilecrafts.

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       WHAT subject ?  it doesn’t matter, elena.   ”

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‘   you’re   really   going   to   sit   there   and   pretend   like   you   don’t   know  ?  ‘   frustration   swells  ,   arms   cross   resilient   against   her   chest   as   heaving   sigh   escapes   lips .   ‘  why   didn’t   you   tell   me  ?  ‘   teeth   graze   cheek  ,   as   if   any   more   &   she’d   leave   them   both   exposed .   ‘ we’re   supposed   to   be   friends .  . ‘

vilecrafts.

@girlmartyr.

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     “   don’t you have  …  i dunno HOMEWORK to be doin’ ?   ”

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‘   don’t   try   to   change    the   subject   ,   tyler .  ‘ 

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‘   admirer ,   twelve   o’clock .  ‘    brow   perks ,   interest   deepening   as   satisfactory   smile   lingers   upon   liquor   fuelled   lips .    weight   pushes   girl   unto   her   tip   toes  ,   amusement   tickling   hoarse   throat  .  ‘ you’re   popular   tonight .  ‘    @deathrisen

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‘   what  ?   ‘     words   tease   her   tongue   as   bodice  ,  slender   ,   sets   its   sights   upon   pool   table.    ‘   come   on  ,   i   won  .   fair   and   square.  ‘    lips   curl   ,   jest   comes   armed   with   an   elbow   to   his   side  .   ‘  next    rounds   all   you  ,  dunbar.  ‘   @learncontrol

DARLING

YOU WILL NOT CHOKE THE
D I V I N E FROM ME . I AM MY OWN GOD DAMN M A R T Y R

DEAREST

IND. ELENA GILBERT

narrated by taylor

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# G I R L M A R T Y R

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elena's warm and she's kind and caring and selfless.
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