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cupcakekralice:

dokuzonvapuru:

birkadehkahve:

sedacoskunstuff:

wegoingon:

livingfornutella:

yagmurluhava:

karanliktakiguzel:

beraber ateş edelimmi yakısıklı

sen polissen ben hırsız olmaya razıyım tatlı çocuk:d

oha lan ne biçim vurur bu dsklfjlasnvl

ya son yorum asldkskdjas 

dksgjşlsdf lan o değilde bu nasıl bişey lan böyle

Bi biber gazı atsana bana yakışıklı

aq böyle polis vardı da direnme dedi de direndik mi

kelepçele beni yakışıklı

cupcakekralice:

dokuzonvapuru:

birkadehkahve:

sedacoskunstuff:

wegoingon:

livingfornutella:

yagmurluhava:

karanliktakiguzel:

beraber ateş edelimmi yakısıklı

sen polissen ben hırsız olmaya razıyım tatlı çocuk:d

oha lan ne biçim vurur bu dsklfjlasnvl

ya son yorum asldkskdjas 

dksgjşlsdf lan o değilde bu nasıl bişey lan böyle

Bi biber gazı atsana bana yakışıklı

aq böyle polis vardı da direnme dedi de direndik mi

kelepçele beni yakışıklı

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mllemileycyrus:

Fifty Shades of Grey » CHAPTER ONE {x}Olivia leaps up and retrieves my jacket, which Grey takes from her before she can hand it to me. He holds it up and, feeling ridiculously self-conscious, I shrug it on. Grey places his hands for a moment on my shoulders. I gasp at the con-tact. If he notices my reaction, he gives nothing away. His long index finger presses the button summoning the elevator, and we stand waiting—awkwardly on my part, coolly self-pos-sessed on his. The doors open, and I hurry in, desperate to 
escape. I really need to get out of here. When I turn to look at him, he’s gazing at me and leaning against the doorway beside the elevator with one hand on the wall. He really is very, very good-looking. It’s unnerving. “Anastasia,” he says as a farewell. “Christian,” I reply. And mercifully, the doors close.

mllemileycyrus:

Fifty Shades of Grey » CHAPTER ONE {x}

Olivia leaps up and retrieves my jacket, which Grey takes
from her before she can hand it to me. He holds it up and,
feeling ridiculously self-conscious, I shrug it on. Grey places
his hands for a moment on my shoulders. I gasp at the con-
tact. If he notices my reaction, he gives nothing away. His
long index finger presses the button summoning the elevator,
and we stand waiting—awkwardly on my part, coolly self-pos-
sessed on his. The doors open, and I hurry in, desperate to escape. I really need to get out of here. When I turn to look
at him, he’s gazing at me and leaning against the doorway
beside the elevator with one hand on the wall. He really is
very, very good-looking. It’s unnerving.


Anastasia,” he says as a farewell.

Christian,” I reply. And mercifully, the doors close.
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Sen iki kişilik oyunu tek başına oynamanın acısını bilir misin popi kız

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farukeczanesinibulankiz:

işte bunlar hep inci ahfjshgj

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