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eternele *

“  you didn’t see the way she looked at me, elena.  ” a look engrained into the fragility of her mind. two green eyes, peering past the shell of her, face to face with the dark, monstrous thing that has made a home within her skin. (  HORRIFIED. DISGUSTED.  ) it’s a look she never wanted to have to know.

the memory makes her flinch.

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 and now it’s like she won’t look at me period.  

SOFTNESS  RADIATES   from   a   girl   sworn   to   sacrifice  ,  docile  gaze   finds   itself   at   ease   at   sight   of   the   girl   ,   as    effervescent   as   the   sun   itself.   secrets   swathed   in   the   remnants   of   their   innocence.   she   longs   to    give   reassurance  ,   to   leak   positive   notions   that   caroline   herself   would   reaffirm   and   yet  ,  tongue   presses   against   cheek   as   lips   twitch.  ❝   we’ll   figure   this   out   ,   i   promise  . ❞  

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lockwoodspecial *

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             WHAT,   AND DO the whole picking sides thing?    maybe i should be,   but  —–       shoulders rise and fall in a single shrug,   reaching into his locker to pull out multiple textbooks.       whatever,   right?   

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YEAH …  whatever .  ❞   nonchalance  ,  uncharacteristic  ,  lingers  within  the   girls   throat   as   lips   press   together  .  ❝  i  don’t   want   things   to   change   ,  you  know  ?   ❞ 

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IT’S   YOUR   FAULT  ! ❞  brows   knotted   ,   vocals   hoarse   in   delivery   as   one   swift   motion   causes   girls   gentle   backhand   to   brush   against   forearm.  ❝  i  told   you   we   needed    directions  …  ❞  @worstwar

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YOU  KNOW  ,  she   could   just   be   trying   to   be   nice  ❞   streamers   askew  ,   decorations   spread  across  every   nook   and   cranny   as   digits   reach   out   for   another   string   of   lights .    ❝  not   everyone   has   a   motive .  ❞    @fierceli

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MATT  ISN’T  TALKING  TO   ME  … ❞  teeth  graze  against  lip  ,  heaving  sigh  escapes  the  girl   before   she   continues .  ❝ not  that  i   blame   him.  what  about  you ?    ❞   @lockwoodspecial

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IT’S  NOT   JUST   THAT …  ❞  dulcet  tone   lingers   in   the   air ,   digits   run   with   ease   through   chocolate   tresses  .   slender   shoulders   fall  as   slight  recognition  of   failure   teeters  upon  lips .   ❝  we  just   have   to   give   her   time  …  ❞     @eternele

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

DEAD

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