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[molinaesque]

But I got something going now. A friend. And I don't wanna mess it up. Maybe that's what I was like for you.

[babvblue]

BELLA HADID yellowstone 2024

[acuar-io]

How can someone be this beautiful

[crocuta1]

Callie in anjanath armor 🫰

Inspo under cuttt

I started another MHs2 playthrough so I could play as callie and poptart 💔

Callie riding her giant, fire breathing T-rex into battle is fucking awesome wdym guys.

[sunstaained]

it’s called the citadel’s princess likes to mind her business

[thedeadthree]

THE SUN ON YOUR FACE ON YOUR SHOULDERS ITS GOLDEN MOUTH WHISPERING (SO IT SEEMS) YOU! YOU! YOU! — 𝐂𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑. 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟. (x)

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[deeneedsaname]

we are RAPIDLY running out of time for Tech to be miraculously alive, but if it helps anyone as much as it did me, I explained the situation to my mother, who is very well-versed in all things television/trope related, and she believes that Tech has a chance. Falls are very open-ended as far as deaths + with CX-2 still having a missing identity…she thinks there’s a shot.

[latefordinner-lateagain]

Uhhh something something obc trindel (closeups Below the cut)

[bluebellhairpin]

I say we demand a directors cut of Gladiator 2 with the forehead kiss, the gay kiss, and May Calamawy.

[luckyyyduckyyy]

Feel free to ignore this, yapping into the void makes me feel better

Bros... The day I had went from good, to eh, to wtf

Even my own body tried to kill me today what /hj

[riverphoenixsgothwife]

thanks so much for tagging me @ready2blw!!

last song: korn - got the life

fav colour: black (second favorite is pink)

last book: the vampire lestat by anne rice

last movie: robin hood prince of thieves

last tv show: dexter original sin

sweet, savoury or spicy? : love all three even though spicy gives me nosebleeds

relationship status: single :((

last thing i googled: "winona ryder blonde"

looking forward to: final destination 6 coming out in march and the really awesome dinner my mommy is gonna make tonight

current obsession(s): marilyn manson, heathers, christian slater, eddie cochran, various tim burton movies, the vampire chronicles

tagging (not forced to do this!) : @orangecountyprincess @teenytinydancer34 @skautism @ricflairdrip20 @p1nkgl0ve @saladchips @velvetvexations

[fagcrush]

She was so biracial and iconic

[hidingoutbackstage]

Kai, number 1 party girl 💛

[sunmisbf]

i found out my favorite artist is releasing an album may 2nd we r so fucking back

[concordewillfly]

guys u have to promise me none of u are leaving this little corner of the internet because i will cry forever

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

WHO UP AND READY TO CRY:

Kara doesn’t say anything even though she should—for a moment, she seems frozen as if in shock, not even her hair braying in the breeze of Jeremiah’s standing fan. As he looks at his sister, her curly brown hair that’s grown far past her shoulder blades, her eyes that are now fitted with contacts instead of boxy glasses, her nose that’s now pricked on the right by a cubic zirconia, he realizes he wasn’t just vague about his reasons for returning home, but cruel. What kind of brother calls his sister on a Sunday morning and explains his abrupt return is nothing to worry about, that all he needs is time, that in a week he’ll be better, clearer? What kind of brother says that if a week isn’t enough, then two certainly will be because he’ll quickly learn how to love the scent of coffee again and how to ask for a table for one and how to dance on his own and how to think fondly of a sunset and how to pray without feeling wrong and how to sleep alone? What kind of brother says that in any regard Madonna’s releasing Confessions on a Dance Floor in less than a month so he expects he’ll change by then and if that doesn’t fix him he’ll figure it out anyway? And what kind of brother looks at his sister now and thinks that in all this time he’s relieved she was never there to see him get into a bar for the first time, see him find himself in his houseplants and in Biyu’s laugh, see him fall in love with the wrong man? When Jeremiah was ten and his sister was sixteen, they’d promised each other they’d stay close, and maybe at that age, he didn’t know what that meant, to remain intwined in someone’s life till you were an intrinsic part of them—a lung and a breath, dog and a bone, a god and the son he creates. But here they are, so close, so far apart, Jeremiah’s mouth formed around a question he can’t bring himself to say out loud. What kind of brother leaves?