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fuckboy jobs 1950s

milkman

ice cutter

switchboard operator

elevator operator

soda jerk

wandering farm foreman

breaker boy

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American Psycho (2000) Chloë Sevigny Directed by Mary Harron

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images that WILL go triple platinum if i have my way

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"Is it a safe space to say i hate-" NOT IN THE MAINTAGS IT ISNT

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Ele Keats behind the scenes of Newsies, 1992

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one of the newsgirls complimenting the brooch katherine is wearing so she just. immediately and thoughtlessly takes it off and gifts it to them

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running for president as a member of the American Fujoshi Party with a foolproof plan to address male loneliness

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finch, bored of talking shit about the delanceys’ father: an’ what a’ your ma, huh?

oscar:

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isabelle adjani, 1980, by hervé guibert, jardins de plantes, paris

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you’d think my adoptive mother almost dying in front of me today would make my abuser take a fucking day off it but no. i have one of the worst days of my life and then he screams at me for daring to step into the living room of the fucking apartment i live in

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It had been a while since Oscar had set foot in a Church. He couldn’t count the years exactly, unless he counted being forced into the chapel room in the refuge, but he was fairly sure he’d last gone to mass at 10, maybe, if he had to guess.

He still remembered it all, every line and every prayer and when to stand and sit and kneel and what to say to each call and response. Oscar had never been great at sitting still, restless in a way that resulted in nails bitten to their beds, and indents in his palms from closed fists and pacing that drove Morris crazy, but it was always worse in mass. Forced to sit still for so long, and stay quieter for even longer if he didn’t want da to fist the collar of his shirt and drag him up from the pew and down the back of the chapel. He still remembered the cool scrape of the stone wall against his back and the way da spat about his disrespect.

He shrugged the phantom touch off now too, frowning as he brought his cigarette to his lips and leant back about the cold stone church wall willingly this time. the service was meant to be over soon; Morris hadn’t asked him to wait but this was Oscar’s good deed of the day he decided, and fuck he was bored, had spent most of the day by himself after being sent on a wild fucking goose chase by Wiesel after someone who owed him money. Oscar had got the money and a set of bloody knuckles for his troubles, but the adrenaline rush had worn off.

It was cold out now too, and maybe for a second the golden lighting from inside the church and the chance to step outta the rain tempted him to the door. He coulda pushed the heavy wooden door open, and spotted Morris in the space he always sat, a pew down near the back where he wouldn’t bother anyone, and he coulda stepped in quietly and sat next to him and listened to the end of the service.

Instead, Oscar brought his smoke to his lips again and inhaled, the warmth spreading from his lungs down throughout the rest of his body. He muttered an our father before putting the cigarette out of the stone wall, and then grinding it under his foot.

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it takes 10 layers of the water filter to completely drown a tumblr screenshot if anyone was wondering

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i think if someone is talking about a poc jack kelly actor and you bring up jeremy jordan as the only “real” jack kelly, they have a legal right to kill you

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Girl are you the Hays Code the way you consider media irredeemable if it depicts anything that strays away from the norm you're comfortable with or depicts anything morally questionable without definitively condemning it and anyone associated with it, therefore creating worse stories and content and making it difficult for people to engage with complicated issues from a nuanced and controlled perspective?

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It's just you and me. We'll live, you'll see.

Eleanor Worthington Cox as Natalie - Next to Normal