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❝he wasn't looking for anything permanent, and she knew; but unlike everyone else, she didn't care.❞ timid but thriving, blair was anything but opposed to making friends with the tall, mysterious, blue-eyed boy playing guitar on a bench at one a.m. outside the city she lived in. loud but withdrawn, van wasn't like anyone she'd ever met, but his crude jokes and refusal to part from his beanie drew blair to him every night. he would talk to her through the duration of one song, then get up and leave. and after a few weeks, she realizes that sixty seconds a day keeps the heartache away. cover by: @-therapy
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"What's the first thing you want to do when we get out of here?" Eddie asks, breaking the silence. I think about it, quiet for a moment or two. I want so badly to say 'I want to kiss you. I want to make sure you're safe, that everyone is safe, and kiss you then and there knowing everything will be okay now. To hide you with me, the way that I hide. Where nobody will find you. And if someone tries, I'll protect you from them again and again. Just to be with you, and for you to know you are safe and loved.' Stupidly, I don't say any of that. "I don't know. I think I'd like to act like this all never happened." - Having been turned at such a young age meant growing up without guidance, without comfort, without a warm hand to hold. As much as I always longed for a friend, it was far too terrifying to open myself up to someone who I could never tell the full truth to. That is, until the last few weeks of my senior year. I thought that I would leave school having known no one, until a group of mismatched kids invite me to play a game with them. A problem only presents itself when I can't take my eyes off their Dungeon Master. - 🖤 COVER ART BY @ARTSACBI ON TUMBLR 🖤

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