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I'M 𝚜𝚘 crazy , 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 , happy. ℑ 𝗆𝖾𝗍 ᴬ boy. 𝐀 great , 𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴 , .. sweet , COOL - ASS guy. THIS IS THE TRUTH ! 𝔏et ᴹᴱ SET 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 , because it deserves , A SETTING .. 𝑓𝑜𝑟 posterity.

𝙰𝔪𝔶 ᴱᴸᴸᴵᴼᵀᵀ - 𝔇𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎 , 𝑜𝑓 𝗀𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝗅𝗒𝗇𝗇'𝗌 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋.

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝔇̲ⁱ𝚊ʀᵧ ᴱ𝒩𝗍𝚛𝑦...

ℑ have always been 𝔰𝔲𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 of people who claim... they remember the exact moment a relationship began. It is almost never true. People remember the moment retrospect makes important. The first kiss becomes destiny. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙿𝙷𝙴𝙲𝚈. The first time someone says ℑ 𝔏ᵒvₑ ɏøᵾ becomes the point where the trap snaps shut. But real beginnings are smaller than that. A glance. A sentence. A shared joke. 𝒜 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, and a plate of fries.

𝚃here is a 𝖘𝖚𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖓 kind of tame to our house, it’s what people imagine when they spend ₃₀-years climbing toward it. The quiet sold in real-estate brochures; THE QUIET BOUGHT BY MY TRUST FUND. Our backyard stretches beyond the kitchen windows in curated agricultural perfection, that can bring 𝓜artha 𝚂tewart to tears. Hydrangeas. Rose bushes. A little stone pathway Nick promised he'd finish himself and never did. Just like Nick to.... Somewhere beyond the manicured hedges, fireflies drift lazily over the lawn, ƀłɨnꝁɨnǥ in the darkness like tiny surveillance cameras. Inside, the grandfather clock ticks. nick is asleep upstairs. One arm thrown over my side of the bed, probably. He always sleeps like he expects me to return. The thought makes me smile, or perhaps it makes me sad. The distinction grows blurrier every year. This year, it's cotton. I sit curled in an armchair with a 𝐇ermès throw draped across my knees, and a glass of Puligny-Montrachet balanced on the armrest. ACROSS THE ROOM IS NIKKI FREEMAN. Cocooned on my couch like an alley cat. The one that curls around your leg, & purrs beneath your touch. Blankets are swallowed around her shoulders. 𝙴𝚇𝙷𝙰𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚆𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈.

@fremania⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ── ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ [ 03∶11 ], ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ THE LIVING ROOM.

𝚆hen I opened the door to her 𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖙𝖊 outlined in the darkness, glossing over the grime under her fingernails, and the questionable stain decorating the front of her 𝐂herry-red top, There is something strange about Nikki Freeman. ───𝙸 saw a girl with sharp eyes in a bar in Manhattan in the summer. I saw a group of teenagers ᵽɍɇŧɇnđɨnǥ adulthood fit them better than it did. I saw sweat tearing through lined eyes & glossed lips. How fleeting to be young in New York. I remember buying her a plate of fries because she hadn't eaten enough. I remember her sitting across from me in a cracked vinyl booth. Elbows on the table. WATCHING ME. Studying me like she expected an answer to a question she hadn't asked.

𝙸 find my eyes return to her now, the blanket cocoon. Her, nestled in my home like a curator; 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝚅𝙴𝙽𝙸𝚁𝚂. And then she speaks, melodious. I laugh softly into my wine. Can you stay? I'd miss you if you don't, I think. 𝓕or a moment.. [something strange] passes through me. A feeling I can't quite name. How odd. Amazing Amy would make sense of this, always one step ahead of me. And as she pats the empty space beside her, I set my wine down. Rise from my chair, & lower myself onto the couch. Close enough that shoulders almost touch. I tip my head back against the ivory cushions, and feel my hair spill across the upholstery like a sheet of 𝔤𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔰𝔦𝔩ƙ. a smile curls at the corner of my mouth. What game are we playing Nikki? “ Hmm... 𝑌ᵒᵤ seem awfully disappointed by the possibility that ℑ'𝔪 just a 𝒲oman sitting on a couch. ” I turn to look at her, & regard the faint smell of something floral. 𝔉lowers left too long in a vase, sweetness on the verge of decay. Interesting. “ 𝒲hat have you been up to since New York? ”

#W.#FREMANIA #mo..#i died a bit..#(in a good way)#i'm buzzing

Me and @prettygirlcleanup live listening to OR3 we are not gonna make it

#brb can’t #MY GIRL RELEASED THIS #ON PHILIPPINE INDEPENDENCE DAY #SHE SAID PATRIOTISM

zachrp

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ THE DEVIL ALL THE TIME (2020) PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

i wanna get out of my house.

you know, i appreciate you always coming with me. i know you'd probably rather be doing something else.

it's beautiful, isn't it?

thank you. god bless you.

never crossed my mind, thinking about that.

i wanna show you something.

they was just jealous.

make a wish before that candle burns out.

it is our delusions that lead us to sin.

whoo! that'll wake you up.

good gracious. it's hot, ain't it?

i've got the holy ghost in me!

it's the best present i ever got. thank you.

well, what's the problem then, son?

how about i buy you a candy bar, huh?

you piece of shit!

wonder if you'd consider selling me it.

it's bound to get hotter.

come on, give me a hand.

you want your mama to die?

where'd you go?

she might have come with us, if you'd paid her a little more attention.

be right back with you, hon.

i just thought, seeing as i was this way, i'd stop by and see the old place again.

that ain't an accident.

get some shots off down there while the light's still good.

i've been run through the wringer!

we could start over.

what did you do about it?

i ain't gonna take the blame for no bastard child!

now, you pray on..

god'll hear us.

you want another twinkie?

there's debt you owe me.

before i found the holy ghost, i was scared plumb to death of spiders.

better not be one of them goddamn window peepers you keep calling about.

i'm not doing that no more, you hear me?

now you remember what i told you?

you get it all in the cup?

she'd always been sort of fucked up.

oh, shit! hey, take it easy!

damn. that's gonna be one fine sunset.

here, let me have that.

so what kind of candy bar you gonna get, huh?

i'm thinking we take a walk, be fine to pray outside and adore them trees.

don't take her from me.

this spot looks about as good a place as any, don't it?

whatcha having, honey?

god dammit, boy.

i love you and i will always remember the things that you have done for me.

you sound like a christian.

you mean to tell me you're not gonna have a drink with a pretty little thing like her?

it seemed to his son that his father fought the devil all the time.

we gotta do something.

lord, that's good stuff.

hell, they having a little revival meetin'.

girl, you been crying?

from what folks tell me, they got a right good message.

you fucking around?

as far as everybody around here is concerned your daddy's probably still out there somewhere alive and kicking.

everything's gonna be okay.

he would do anything to protect her.

oh, it's so good to see you, honey.

he ain't a coward, he went and got himself killed.

why don't you take that hat off, boy.

what's this girl's name?

you stabbed your wife in the neck with a screwdriver, tried to bring her back from the dead and then buried her body.

wouldn't you take a piece of that?

he preached on it for years, but still didn't know what to expect.

i told you i don't like this anymore.

pray, god dammit.

we keep saving, we could probably buy it. wouldn't that be something?

the lord don't like dark places.

there should be a road somewhere up here on the right.

shut your mouth. we both know that ain't never gonna happen.

now, you pray on what happened today.

here, you give me that heavy old bag.

just be you and me, sweetheart.

i'm just gonna take my break outside.

i just want you to know that i ain't never forgot it.

well.. it was a rough time.

i've been watching your every move for the last couple weeks.

what's that smell?

i left her a dollar tip, though.

don't fuck with me!

ain't no human head big enough to calculate misery like that!

you're coming with me today, boy.

it wasn't that bad. it wasn't that bad.

that was good.

i figure he'd want you to have it.

get off the couch.

you can understand that, can't you?

you ain't losing nothing there.

when the man who puts extra money in your pockets asks why you're as red as a newborn baby, you tell him who the whore is.

there's no doubt, we're all humble people gathered here.

ol' jesus probably had his fair share of bad mornings.

i'm so ashamed.

i'll have to think about it.

what happened today. now, remember, be honest. no bullshittin', he'll know.

i bet he ain't got two nickels to rub together.

are you crazy?

do what i say, you son of a bitch.

what in the hell is this?

the holy ghost is going to visit this little church that bears his sacred name!

it wasn't my fault.

i forgot my damn keys.

that is a nice gift, though.

i was just looking the land over.

i got no rest from them devils!

he has lots of grass to play on now.

there's a lot of no good sons of bitches out there.

well, that's what i'm here for.

have you shown yourself as the lord made you?

i'm so sorry.

i was a runt, hiding under my mother's long skirts, spiders crawling through my dreams.

what is it you're most afraid of? hmm? because if your worst fear is rats, well.. satan'll make sure you get your fill of them.

how about we check into a motel?

they were gonna kill me, i swear.

don't be crying, you hear?

he's dead.

you're coming out back with me today, boy.

what you got there?

didn't you hear anything i said?

you know that she ain't hardly been out of her bed since the funeral?

can i come with you?

it should be a good thing, helping someone out.

i'm sorry for bringing it up.

i don't know if you have anywhere you gotta be but, uh.. maybe we can take a drive.

behold! the lord looks out for me now!

i'll take coffee if you got any.

so good to see you. thank you for coming.

there's a girl from church i want you to meet.

i might be gone a while.

i don't understand people that won't pick up strangers.

i was asleep.

well, she won't forget that.

got time for a sinner?

i've got an election to think about.

i just don't know much about the bible is all.

she got it in her head that i was the father.

once i'd had a taste, i just couldn't get enough.

please do not try and find me.

you know, we did him a favor.

you don't look too good.

it didn't have anything to do with you.

how can you be close to god stuck in there?

i know there's other things you wanna be doing probably.

your dinner's ready.

get the fuck out of my diner.

that was nice, what you did.

well, i ain't never got her name.

you got a new toy?

you're gonna kill him!

rent seems fair for what we get.

that's gonna cost me my money.

see that one in the wheelchair? drank too much strychnine or antifreeze, or something is why he can't walk.

he'd never win a fist fight, but he could recite the book of revelation in his sleep.

what do you want?

what i'm about to do, i do because i have to, not because i want to.

i never missed church before.

some people just need a little help once in a while, you know what i mean?

you ever go and beat the shit outta someone i made my money off?

i won't speak to nobody else.

i ain't no rush.

come on, you dumb son of a bitch.

he's just a preacher.

only in the presence of death could he feel the presence of something like god.

did you need anything else?

somebody left us a pie.

i hate to tell you this, but that place burned some years ago.

where you headed?

you still got the bullshit in you, ain't you?

what you got planned after school?

maybe that's where he belonged.

i had fear in me all the time, awake or asleep, didn't matter.

what's your name, sweetie?

you'll see them, eating away at you whilst you lay there unable to lift a single finger. and it won't ever cease.

he's gonna fuckin' kill him!

no, you go on and take another one.

you know i can't afford anything like that.

i'll be praying for you.

yeah, well, that ain't my problem.

some people were born just so they could be buried.

get out. i told you last time.

what the fuck is going on out here?

how's about we, uh.. go see your mama's grave when you're better? sound all right?

i got some things to do before we go home.

sorry i didn't come today.

come on out so we can have us a talk!

that sounds like a crazy person who killed his wife.

no sense in you napping in here like a house cat all day.

get the fuck off me!

don't eat my scraps.

that's your weekly earnings 'til we're square.

you have a nice face.

we got cozy rooms in the back if you need some company.

people like me in this town.

shit, i'm thinking now'd be a good time to pay his old lady a visit.

i never did have that.

if we stay off highways, we should be fine.

we're kin, we gotta look out for each other.

you back home from the war?

they got a little trigger, back there in their throat.

you take pictures?

come on and pray with me.

everything's from the bible, honey.

is everything all right?

you ain't got nothing to be ashamed of.

we're saving money to buy the house one day, so things are gonna be tight for a while.

huh? ain't she somethin'?

i've been thinking, maybe the lord wants you to come out into the light.

there was nothing to do but forget his sorry ass.

get the fuck out of here!

there's money to be made if a man of the law is careful and doesn't get a big head.

i don't like this gospel shit.

you look like you've been traveling.

do you really want these hands touching you?

will you get me some sugar?

you got a deposit to make, sir?

i'm just passing through.

maybe you should try praying for 'em then.

remember that night you brought me up here?

that preacher's a little flashy.

i gotta go check in on her, she ain't been feeling too good.

been a while, ain't it?

looks like you had a rough day.

there's just some things we can't understand.

you're so damn ugly, i'd need a sack over your head just to get a hard-on.

he came every morning and evening to talk to god.

i know. i felt the need to celebrate. i'm in love.

please save my wife.

i got no use for handguns myself.

i bet he just wanted them chicken livers all for his own self.

i'm giving you a good thing here, buddy.

it's nothing. i just get down sometimes.

are you not coming?

me losing money is gonna cost you your cut.

i know you like this waitress.

you got any candy?

you get some rest.

we didn't go to church much when i was a kid.

i'll get myself elected.

i've been doing wrong and i wanna get right by the lord.

y'all have been awful nice to me and i thank you from the bottom of my heart for the welcome.

what's going on here, mister?

i don't understand what you're talking about.

if we just pray hard enough the lord can do anything if you just ask him right.

son of a bitch has it coming.

we need your help, and i know you can do it.

don't you worry about that pus-gutted blowhard.

you'll feel better in the morning.

i would appreciate it if you all would try and make him feel welcome.

i told you, sweetie, it's only matter of time.

i wanna get some shots of your ugly old mug sitting next to a pretty lady.

hut the fuck up.

i don't wanna go to church.

oh, come on, sweetie.

i hear you! yes, i am here!

you've been spying on me, boy?

you touch my sister again, i'll kill you. do you understand me?

ain't no man ever been evil enough.

we'll sit out and drink some beer.

stop tearing my damn kitchen apart.

there's a quiet place i found i like to go and pray on things.

the girl's family burned up in a house fire leaving the poor thing all alone.

what the fuck you talking about?

why don't you just lie down on that blanket there on your side.

i got the urge to pray again.

is that blood on your face?

still thinking about that gun you showed me.

those little shits keep picking on him. it ain't right.

pray like you mean it.

i've never heard of such a thing.

not that you'd appreciate it, but tears make for a good photograph.

i'm saying you must be crazy.

i ain't prayin'!

why don't you put the gun down and we can talk all about it.

you're gonna fuck my wife and i'm gonna take some pictures, that's all.

the spirit will take away your fears if you're willing!

i'm gonna scramble some eggs. you want some?

i've done.. lustful acts.

envy. brings out the worst in people.

maybe we should just get out of here.

we are so happy you're here.

oh, no, i'm not scared!

them boys might be bigger than you. but the next time one of them starts his shit, i want you to finish it. you understand?

sorry to come by so early, i was on my way to work and i thought i might chew your ear.

don't you touch that fuckin' camera there, son.

i got me a pretty wife at home.

we'll just take a few pictures and then the big dumb bastard will leave us alone.

i remember everything about that night.

don't act like you do nothing wrong.

i know you're down there somewhere!

i could tell the police what happened, that it was an accident.

what can i get ya?

roll up your window.

oh, lord, i was so worried.

shotgun's what'll do you good.

lord knows where a person who ain't saved might end up.

anyway, everyone says ain't no one doesn't like you, you know that.

you might not even be an orphan.

i never been so embarrassed in all my life.

mister, i do appreciate this.

where'd you hear that?

i know what my daddy did.

well, what is it, son?

what about your father?

don't fuckin' lie to me!

i never got your name.

hon, give me the key.

this photo really meant something to him.

what the hell is this?

god had a tendency of asking men to make sacrifices in order to prove their faith.

i was like you when i was your age.

i'm sure the lord will forgive you for missing one sunday.

don't you worry none.

you don't drink?

i would ask you to get down and thank jesus with me, but i can smell the liquor on your breath.

what you think?

get down there.

i ain't gonna sleep tonight as it is.

i don't wanna shoot you! put the gun down!

he's as bad as they got on the damn radio.

she ever puke on you?

you think that guy lied to me?

that's right. don't y'all worry about me. maybe i oughta take me a nap.

i've already forgiven him.

now, that's what hell is like!

don't do anything you'll regret, son.

you know what would do you good?

i didn't think anybody was gonna pick me up.

so, what'll you be having?

#let’s fucking go #i’m gonna be on tn writing #LET’s GO

Someone on reddit wrote a Psychopathy Checklist - Screening Version: (PCL:SV) of Amy I’m about to lose my goddamn mind

#/based on this assessment/#/amy displays significant psychopathic traits/#taking this very seriously —#mind you #unearthing layers upon layers #that is the character of amy elliott-dunne

sorrydetka

Cool Girl. men always use that, don’t they? as their defining compliment. she’s a Cool Girl. Cool Girl is hot. Cool Girl is game. Cool Girl is fun. Cool Girl never gets angry at her man. She only smiles in a chagrin, loving manner, and then presents her mouth for fucking. she likes what he likes. so evidently, he’s a vinyl hipster who loves fetish manga. if he likes girls gone wild, she’s a mall babe who talks football and endures buffalo wings at hooters. when i met nick dunne, i knew he wanted Cool Girl. and for him, i’ll admit, i was willing to try. i wax-stripped my pussy, raw. i drank canned beer, watching adam sandler movies. i ate cold pizza and remained a size 2. i blew him, semi-regularly. i lived in the moment. i. was fucking game. nick teased things out of me i didn’t know existed. a lightness, a humor, an ease. but i made him smarter, sharper. i inspired him to rise to my level. i forged the man of my dreams. we were happy pretending to be other people. we were the happiest couple we knew. and whats the point of being together if you’re not the happiest? but nick got lazy. he became someone i didn’t agree to marry. he actually expected me to love him unconditionally. then he dragged me—penniless— to the navel of this great country. and found himself a newer, younger, bouncier, Cool Girl. you think i’d let him destroy me and end up happier than ever? no fucking way. he doesn’t get to win.

#good afternoon loves #today we think about the monologue

I JUST COPPED THE ORIGINAL 2012 COVER OF GONE FUCKING GIRL IT’s GAME OVER

#i’m about to annotate like my life depends on it #holy fucking SHIT i have been looking all over for this #it’s so beautiful #WAKE UP WE’RE COOKING

zachrp

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM SETTINGS PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

a liquor store with barred windows and a bulletproof counter.

a decommissioned lodge overtaken by weeds.

a bathroom in a run-down apartment building.

a roller rink playing the same songs on loop.

a flea market at dawn, vendors still setting up.

a motel pool glowing turquoise after midnight.

a hiking trail where the signs stop making sense.

a dive bar that smells like smoke and regret.

a bridal shop filled with mirrors.

a county fair after the crowds thin.

a courthouse hallway that smells faintly of old paper and stress.

an amusement park in the rain.

a confessional booth that smells like old wood.

a high school gym during a pep rally.

a chapel with the lights off except for candles.

a fire lookout tower miles from anything else.

a laundry room humming with fluorescent lights.

a city rooftop slick with rain.

an arcade humming with old machines.

a bowling alley with sticky floors and neon lights.

a gas station at the edge of nowhere.

a fallout shelter forgotten by time.

a chairlift stalled above the slopes.

a church basement set up for a meeting.

a newsroom just before deadline.

a basement stacked with old boxes.

a desert highway shimmering with heat.

a funeral home parlor arranged too perfectly.

a brewery patio strung with cheap lights.

a physical therapy clinic that smells like antiseptic and rubber bands.

a greenhouse fogged with humidity.

a community garden at sunset.

a prison visitation room divided by glass.

a tattoo parlor buzzing late into the night.

a photography darkroom glowing red.

a summer carnival at night, lights too bright.

a power substation crackling with electricity.

a toll booth lit like an aquarium.

a half-abandoned shopping mall with only one store still open.

a city park at sunrise.

a holding cell with peeling paint.

a rest stop bathroom off a desolate highway.

a rental cabin buried in snow.

a costume shop crowded with masks.

a city planning office full of maps.

a college dorm hallway echoing with laughter and shouting.

a ghost town baking under the sun.

an underground nightclub where the bass rattles your ribs.

a security office watching too many screens.

a pawn shop cluttered with other people's memories.

a wake held in someone's living room.

a quiet cul-de-sac after a storm.

a recruitment office in a strip mall.

a courtroom bathroom where no one speaks.

a courtroom with the jury absent.

a sauna where the air is too thick.

a summer camp cabin long after the campers left.

a video rental store frozen in time.

an evidence room packed floor to ceiling.

a judge's chambers after hours.

a speakeasy hidden behind a false wall.

a cemetery at dusk, cicadas screaming.

a public restroom lit by flickering fluorescents.

a psychiatric ward common room with bolted furniture.

a tide pool exposed by low tide.

a storm cellar during a tornado warning.

a natural history exhibit after closing.

a zoo maintenance corridor behind exhibits.

a museum storage room full of artifacts.

a firing range ringing with gunshots.

a locker room echoing and empty.

an aquarium tunnel at night.

a karaoke bar at its most unhinged hour.

a suburban backyard during a barbecue.

a stairwell no one uses.

a junkyard full of stripped cars.

a hotel elevator stalled between floors.

a police station break room with stale donuts.

an abandoned warehouse tagged with graffiti.

a hockey arena during overtime, air sharp with ice and spilled beer.

a shrine built by someone who wouldn't let go.

a car wash tunnel swallowing a vehicle whole.

a haunted house attraction mid-season.

a movie theater lobby after the last showing.

a roadside attraction shaped like something absurd.

a dog park during golden hour.

a muddy riverbank after heavy rain.

a courthouse stairwell where voices echo too loudly.

a school parking lot under buzzing streetlights.

a planetarium during a private showing.

a cheap motel room with floral bedspreads and a flickering lamp.

a roadside diner at 3 a.m., neon buzzing, coffee burnt.

a city bus idling at the end of the line.

a penthouse balcony overlooking the city at night.

a wine cellar beneath a historic building.

a lifeguard tower at night.

a municipal pool pump room.

a tailor's back room full of pins and fabric.

a public swimming pool drained for repairs.

a fenced-in yard littered with dog toys.

a thrift store where the air smells like dust and old perfume.

a witness stand under harsh lights.

a crowded subway platform just before the last train.

a piercing studio that smells like disinfectant.

a beach boardwalk after tourist season ends.

a tow truck yard lit by security lamps.

a loading dock behind a closed business.

a recording studio cluttered with cables.

a barber shop mid-conversation.

a radio tower hill overlooking everything.

a classroom long after the final bell.

a drive-in theater with a cracked screen.

a fire escape overlooking an alley.

a passenger ferry cutting through fog.

a hospital waiting room at 2 a.m.

a pharmacy open all night.

a mechanic's garage smelling of oil and metal.

a hallway between two locked doors.

a public records office that no one visits.

a pet adoption center during feeding time.

a crematorium hallway humming quietly.

a border crossing checkpoint at night.

a locker-lined hallway in a community center.

a ski lodge during a whiteout.

a courthouse records archive underground.

a water treatment facility humming endlessly.

a forest trail choked with fog before sunrise.

a playground after dark.

a train platform dusted with snow.

a radio station during the graveyard shift.

a military barracks just before lights-out.

a front porch with a single rocking chair.

a mom-and-pop ice cream parlor on a scorching summer's day.

an emergency room hallway curtained off from sight.

a small-town grocery store minutes before closing.

a farmer's market just as it opens.

a lake dock at dawn, water perfectly still.

a nail salon filled with chemical sweetness.

a bus terminal that never quite sleeps.

a library corner no one ever uses.

#<3

ladies and gentlemen (and the gays ofc) ..... nick FUCKING dunne

#i hate him #(but i also love him)#and you see why i understand amy #you see why she would be A WIFE to this #now this makes sense

amyssing

#THINKING ABOUT YOU #AMY ELLIOTT-DUNNE

i am having a fucking revelation epiphany whatever you want to call it of amy delving into crime or espionage after she fakes her death, pins it on nick and leaves his sorry ass for good