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Última atualização ter, jun 21, 2016
'Since the world ended, I haven't felt much of anything. I don't miss them. I'm better off without them... but I know he's out there. He isn't dead. And I'll find him and kill him.'
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"Do you ever think the world would be different without you or me in it?" I ask him. "Yeah the world would be different without you in it. Without you, there would be no us, and I don't think I could live without an us." He replies. "But if I wasn't in this world, you wouldn't know that I was missing." I tell him. "Maybe I wouldn't know it, but I would feel that half of me wasn't there. I would feel it."Concluída
Cold World
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She saved me (Carl Grimes x Reader)
"You are not safe. No matter how many people are around or how clear the area looks. No matter what anyone says, no matter what you think, you are not safe. What we're doing is dangerous, and I don't want you getting careless. I know you know what you're doing. I know you're smart, but it only takes a second. You know that. One second and it's all over." - Rick Grimes If it weren't for her I wouldn't be standing here right now. She saved my life. As a way to thank her I practically begged my dad to take her into our group and he agreed. She's now part of our group in the prison. Now I think I'm falling for her. I know it's stupid. Thinking about romance when the world is a wreck. Survival should be my first priority, but I can't help but fall in love. With the girl that saved my life.Concluída
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