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If you asked me 149 years ago, that I'd be standing here on this god forsaken Earth. I would have called you insane.

I got shot by my dad.
I had no purpose in life.
Cursed without friends.

I'm Damon Salvatore.
A vampire with issues.
Yet I am completely human.

#whitesxvior
EST ON 05.09.14

hellxlateron:

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           ❝ No, I’m 100% serious. I’m actually
            an eleven year old who believes 
            everything she reads in vampire romance
            novels. Yes I’m joking, dumbass. ❞

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      ❝ Hey, you never know. You could
         be an eleven year old who believes
         cheesy vampire novels. 

"what?! what did you just say? go put a dollar in the jar right now."

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[o] – “How about….no.

"You know, it’s okay to be afraid."

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o ] — Damon’s facial expression turned sour. He wasn’t the type of person to show fear. Yet, ever since coming back from the white light that engulfed him that night changed him in a way. Past memories haunted him like ghosts. It would be a miracle for the Salvatore to even get 30 minutes of sleep. Blue eyes looked over at the teenager, his voice breaking the silence. “To be afraid is a sign of weakness. I am not weak.”

hellxlateron:

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               ❝ SoIf you’re really a vampire
                how come you don’t sparkle? ❞

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                 ❝ You are shitting me right?❞

hellxlateron:

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             [ he’s not paying attention to you;
             he’s busy playing kim k hollywood. ]

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[ He looks over the kid’s shoulder.
A brow raising in curiosity. ]

“Are you seriously playing a Kardashian game?”