trust my rage

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мужчина, что вы делаете со мной,. .

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"An Englishman of noble birth, Edward was a young man with fine attainments. He was a scholar. He was a poet. Musician of rare ability. He had another face on the back of his head. Hideous as the devil. No one else could hear what it said, but it whispered to Edward incessantly of things only spoken in hell. He tried to kill it. Many times in many ways. But it wouldn’t die. He went mad. It was telling him to do things. Commanding him. Legend has it that even in death, the demon face was smiling."

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How can you have lived for so long and still not get it? This self-obsession is a waste of living. That could be spent on surviving things, appreciating nature, nurturing kindness and friendship…. and dancing.

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Привет. Это гифки которых я раньше не видела. Пока.

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Both of you were born to be kings.

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этот персонаж, это просто моя новая любовь / я хочу от него рисунок :D

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теперь точно последний :D

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