sephone

Alice: I aLreAdy cOnsIdEr yOu my SistEr. *shipping hard people*, *every chapter a new vision appears*

Emett: and then they banged. end of the story. oh wait, where’s my baseball club?

Jasper: [insert country song here] well, it’s actually a looong story….

Rosalie: I FUCKING HATE BELLA. SHE THINKS SHE HAS A HARD LIFE? WELL SHE HADN’T SEEN MINE! Oh, I adore Renesme <3

Carlisle: *chuckles nervously* What are these kids up to now?    

Esme: *sewing*, *sewing*, *sewing* (no jokes, I could literally see her doing that all day)

Jacob: Now I love Bella. Now I love Renesme.

Charlie: Wh- where did she go now? *sighs deep*

Renesmee: sooo here’s my family full of weirdos and Jacob.

Aro: Why are they always the innocents?

Caius: I WILL FUCKING BURN THE CULLENS TO THE BONE! *writes about 200+ pages like this*

Marcus: I just want some peace. I am so done with this. 

Jane: “Pain”

Rene: *watching Phill 24/7 and calling Bella 24/7*

Behold! Another week, another Tuesday. Here are some things folk have made with their very own scissors. Yes, that’s right. Perhaps some pens, glue, even paints were involved. Let’s not jump to conclusions. Here, have some collages for your troubles.

Betwixt brown fingers, she held a broken string of pearls...

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“All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.”