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I can’t escape these two
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2k celebration for @yeahboiislay - bronan meeting at school
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I’m gonna let you guys have fun and decide if this is the BMW or the Pig.
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We keep talking about it so it’s high time I draw it
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“When Ronan thought of Gansey, he thought of moving into Monmouth Manufacturing, of nights spent in companionable insomnia, of a summer searching for a king, of Gansey asking the Gray Man for his life. Brothers.”
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those were his. fanciful, purposeless, but lovely.
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a d a m p a r r i s h & r o n a n l y n c h .
tamquam, alter idem → as if a second self; used by cicero to describe a completely trustworthy or inseparable friend
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After a moment, Blue said, “Did you really grow up here, Ronan?” “In this barn?” “You know exactly what I mean.” He started to answer, but pain welled up, sudden and shocking. The only way he could get the sentiment out was by drowning the words with acid. It came out sounding like he hated the place. Like he couldn’t wait to get away. Mocking and cruel, he said, “Yes. This was my castle.”
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It was amazing that she and Ronan didn’t get along better, because they were different brands of the same impossible stuff.