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you wish I was yours and I hope that you're mine.

you wish I was yours and I hope that you're mine.

The look of relief in his eyes that she was safe told Ronon that Spike truly did care for Serena. His affection wasn't an act like he'd believed it was.

The look of relief in his eyes that she was safe told Ronon that Spike truly did care for Serena. His affection wasn't an act like he'd believed it was.

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https://flic.kr/p/fevQju | 174/365 | Forehead kisses are my favourite.   I can't even begin to put into words the emotions this photo evokes in me. I want to be here all the time.

https://flic.kr/p/fevQju | 174/365 | Forehead kisses are my favourite. I can't even begin to put into words the emotions this photo evokes in me. I want to be here all the time.

She was beautiful.. everyone could see that.. but he fell in love with her joy ❤

She was beautiful.. everyone could see that.. but he fell in love with her joy ❤

The Secret History. Donna Tartt. // #TheSecretHistory Network

The Secret History. Donna Tartt. // #TheSecretHistory Network

His entire focus remained tracing on tracing circles on the back of her pale hand, half hoping that she'd finally wake on his shift of the unofficial watch.

His entire focus remained tracing on tracing circles on the back of her pale hand, half hoping that she'd finally wake on his shift of the unofficial watch.

.Nostalgia a way not only get away from me always picking and measuring every aspect of what I take into my life. Filter over filter and draining every grain of grit and sand out of a world basicly made out of it.I sleep because then I won't feel the hunger pains caving in and the walls of it feeling so empty.- s.b

.Nostalgia a way not only get away from me always picking and measuring every aspect of what I take into my life. Filter over filter and draining every grain of grit and sand out of a world basicly made out of it.I sleep because then I won't feel the hunger pains caving in and the walls of it feeling so empty.- s.b