~I work as a reader and can't live without music~
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Proud mudblood on the outside, baby unicorn on the inside...
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H i r a e t h (n) a homesickness for a home you can't return to, or that never was. 

❤️Reserved for Augustus Waters' reencarnation❤
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-She didn't look pretty, she looked like art. And art isn't supposed to be pretty, it's supposed to make you feel something.-

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