I have read "All my shattered oaths" by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels today and I just came to say that if you like Buddie (9-1-1) you obviously have to read it, but I feel like it's that kind of fic that works for anyone who just loves reading.
It has a vampire hunter who is tired of being one.
It has a vampire who just wants to be loved for who he is.
And it has a love that is found at different times in life.
What more could you ask for?
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Trate de quererte a mi manera, dedicándole a nuestras conversaciones y a nuestros tratos todo el cariño y amor posible, tu no querías comprometerte, no querías una responsabilidad de ese tipo.
Así que ahora voy a quererte a tu manera, dejando en tus labios una marca del desinterés que te tengo, me enseñaste que un beso no significa nada y que nuestra relacion no debería ir cargada de ningún sentimiento, no eres mi amigo, no eres mi novio.
Solo somos dos personas, que de vez en cuando se besan y no tienen ningún compromiso; soy buena queriendo a mi manera, pero no sabes lo que provocaste al llevarme a tu manera.
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finally started desintegration yesterday and the TVD slander in the 1st chapter, I was laughing for 10 mins. 😭
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De nouvelles sculptures de personnes en désintégration par Regardt Van Der Meulen
Nouvel article publié sur https://www.2tout2rien.fr/personnes-en-desintegration-regardt-van-der-meulen/
De nouvelles sculptures de personnes en désintégration par Regardt Van Der Meulen
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desintegration
it starts with the name of you.
ends up by everything's blue.
i can't see your color
i can't smell your odor
your touch lights a fire
your taste turns to horror
in the waves of love, the tide swollen all of you, where are you?
why artists are the one that suffer the most?
when you think it's getting better, it goes worst
it started with a name that i can't say
falling falling falling falling but not on a way
in the deep ocean, i though i found a place
through the fishes and the squales, i needed air
i came back to the surface, inhale like a new born
it's good to fill my lungs, to oxygen my brain
and im addicted to the water, to darkness
so i deep down in the depths
i dream of the day i can go to the surface
feeling the wind
feeling the sun
feeling love maybe... again
it started with the name of you.
ended up by everything's blue.
i can't see your color
i can't smell your odor
your touch lighted a fire
your taste turned to horror
in the waves of love, the tide swollen all of you, where were you?
where, are, you?
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