{ An indie selective and private Lydia Martin roleplay blog, tracking the tag: bravexbanshee. the images and the character are not mine.}
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my guidelines are under the first heart. my reply time is rapid but i don't always expect you to be rapid as well. my tagging system is under reconstruction. the icons are not mine and neither is the background image. this wonderful theme is the work of carson.
“That’s exactly why you should have told me. He’s a murderer - my real father is a killer. I know you’re trying to help, but don’t beat yourself up over it, Lydia. No matter how smart you are, these things are much greater than you. I’m going to give it to you anyway. Why? because a part of me wants to believe we were friends.”
” Nothing is great enough that I can’t figure it out, Miles. I’m insulted that you think that I can’t handle this. I may not be able to flash my claws at you but if I needed to, I could have you down on your knees. – Friends? Maybe you should find ones that don’t live in Beacon Hills. “
