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𝚒    𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔    𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍    𝚊𝚗𝚍    𝚜𝚒𝚗    𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢'𝚜    𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍    𝚊𝚗𝚍    𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢     /     𝚗𝚘    𝚘𝚗𝚎'𝚜    𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍    𝚝𝚘    𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎    𝚖𝚎.    𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓.    𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚎    𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚌.    𝐞𝐬𝐭    𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟐,    𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝    𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎.

[earlysummer1951]

TRUE DETECTIVE (2014) Season 1, Episode 4: ‘Who Goes There’

[branigan]

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜,  𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚢𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎.  new york city in all its glory,  his bitter musing     ;     he adds to the city’s murk with a dawdling puff of smoke.     ❝     ...  as it happens,  miss swanson,     ❞     comes a gruff murmur,  knuckle pushing deep into eye socket     ——–     a feeble attempt to dig out tiredness of a much more immovable kind.     ❝     ...  assisting you with your grocery shopping isn’t actually in my  job description.     ❞     there’s mirth to his tone,  but only the most  barely-there  kind     ;     a difficult-to-detect sort saved quite exclusively for his present company.  despite faux display of  disgruntlement,  he’s no qualms to being in her company for such a  mundane  task     ——–     rather,  he feels quite the opposite about their odd predicament.     ❝     ——–     you forgot milk last time.  will we have to go back inside,  or was your venture a successful one first time round ?     ❞     /     @wtrss.

[branigan]

like for a starter !! i will m a y b e jump into ims for plotting,  maybe wing it.  go with the flow.  freestyle babey

[lifeinpoetry]

I am in exile in my own hands.

Marilyn Hacker, from “Exiles,” Presentation Piece, Selected Poems 1965-1990 (via weltenwellen)

[littlefireaidan]

[littlelovelymemes]

(    *   & .   —   THE  HAUNTING  OF  HILL  HOUSE  SENTENCE  STARTERS

*   warning   :   may  contain  spoilers  for  episodes  one  through  ten .

‘  if  you  were  me ,  you  wouldn’t  be  such  a  fucking  asshole .  ’

‘  the  world  out  there  has  teeth  and  it  is  hungry  and  it  is  stupid  and  it eats  and  eats  mindlessly .  ’

‘  you  listen  to  your  gut .  even  if  it  makes  them  hate  you .  ’

‘  i  am  a  dream  and  so  are  you  and  so  are  we .  ’

‘  you  are  a  looker ,  aren’t  you ?  ’

‘  honey ,  someone’s  in  the  house .  ’

‘  i’m  dreaming ,  right ?  ’

‘  i  just  need  a  little  time  away .  it’s  nothing  more  than  that .  ’

‘  you’re  saying  it  was  an  accident ,  so  you  accidentally  put  your  hand  through  a  mirror ?  ’

‘  i’m  scared .  that’s  all  i  am .  there  is  nothing  else .  i’m  only  scared .  ’

‘  do  you  think  there’s  something  wrong  with  me ?  like ,  really  wrong ?  ’

‘  it’s  alright ,  sugar .  it’s  just  a  dream  —  just  a  screaming  meemie .  ’

‘  we  yield  to  it  or  we  fight  it ,  but  we  cannot  meet  it  halfway .  ’

‘  i  seldom  am  well  behaved .  ’

‘  i  enjoyed  the  conversation ,  but  i’m  gonna  say  goodnight .  ’

‘  did  you  just  punch  me  in  the  boob ?  ’

‘  just  enjoy  me .  i’m  loving  you .  ’

‘  i  wouldn’t  have  changed  a  thing .  i  need  you  to  know  that .  ’

‘  forgiveness  is  warm  like  a  tear  on  a  cheek .  ’

‘  i  loved  you  completely  and  you  loved  me  the  same .  ’

‘  that’s  all .  the  rest  is  confetti .  ’

‘  forgive  a  girl  for  being  lonely .  ’

‘  there’s  nothing  sadder  than  a  cold  bed .  ’

‘  journey’s  end  when  lovers  meet .  ’

‘  journeys  don’t  end ,  not  if  you  love  someone .  they  don’t  end  at  all .  ’

‘  probably  best  you  didn’t  say  anything  to  them .  ’

‘  i’m  asking  you  to  love  me  hard  for  the  next  few  minutes .  ’

‘  i’m  gonna  jump  and  i’m  asking  you  to  hold  my  hand  while  i’m  falling .  ’

‘  i  have  something  that  i  have  to  tell  you ,  but  i  need  you  to  remember  when  i  do  that  i  love  you .  ’

‘  i  wish  i  would’ve  loved  you  better .  ’

‘  pandas  don’t  like  macaroni .  ’

‘  i’m  just  floating  in  this  ocean  of  nothing  and  i  wonder  if  this  is  it ,  this  is  what  death  is .  ’

‘  i  wonder  if  this  is  what  death  is ,  just  out  there  in  the  darkness ,  just  darkness  and  numbness  and  alone .  ’

‘  i  wondered  if  that’s  what  they  felt ,  just  numb  and  nothing  and  alone .  ’

‘  he  was  a  light  in  the  darkness .  he  was  a  life  preserver  in  the  ocean .  ’  

‘  i  reached  for  him  because  i  had  to  feel  something .  i  had  to  feel  anything .  ’

‘  god ,  i’m  so  glad  i  did  it  though .  thank  god  it  worked .  ’

‘  i  felt  scared .  so  fucking  scared .  ’

‘  honestly  i  had  to  do  it  because  it  felt  better  than  feeling  nothing .  ’

‘  that  thorough  fucking  shame  was  so  much  better  than  that  horrible  empty  feeling .  ’

‘  you  have  to  live .  ’

‘  i  don’t —  i  don’t  know  how  to  do  this  without  you .  ’

‘  i  learned  a  secret  :  there  is  no  without .  i  am  not  gone .  i  am  scattered  into  so  many  pieces ,  sprinkled  on  your  life  like  new  snow .  ’

‘  when  we  die ,  we  turn  into  stories  and  every  time  someone  tells  one  of  those  stories  it’s  like  we’re  still  here .  ’

‘  we’re  all  stories  in  the  end .  ’

‘  you’re  supposed  to  protect  me ,  but  you  say  the  meanest  things  to  me  when  i  try  to  tell  you  things .  ’

‘  that  was  really  wild  stuff .  ’

‘  that  was  really  wild  stuff  considering  you  were  asleep  for ,  what ,  like…  ninety-nine  percent  of  it ?  ’

‘  i’m  sorry .  i  should  have  made  more  of  an  effort  with  you .  ’

‘  you  tried  the  best  that  you  could .  i  should’ve  met  you  halfway .  ’

‘  people  fuck  up .  i  guess  you  don’t  get  that  —  you  really  don’t  get  it  until  you  fuck  up .  really  fuck  up .  ’

‘  i  felt…  nothing .  just  nothing .  and  it  spread  everywhere  in  me ,  this  nothing ,  until  i  couldn’t  feel  anything  anymore .  i  was  just  this  dark ,  empty  black  hole .   ’

‘  i  felt  nothing  and  so  i  drank  and  i  drank  and  nothing  worked .  i  couldn’t  feel  anything .  ’

[stay-close]

He had the awkward tenderness of someone who has never been loved and is forced to improvise.

— Isabel Allende, The House of The Spirits

[branigan]

enis most likely never ever Ever would return to his hometown because he was literally banished from it after almost beating a man to death in a very public place,, however if he Did ?? i’m thinking about how he secretly hates being very narrowly viewed as just a Scary man, BUT if he went back,, he’d fucking revel in the reputation he now has there, walk in with a smile on his face and almost enjoy being seen as someone who should absolutely be feared and hated in their eyes

[justinripley]

[filmaticbby]

River of Grass (1994) dir. Kelly Reichardt

[branigan]

thinking about enis teaching self-defence is fun because on one hand he feels very passionately about people being able to defend themselves and does actually enjoy teaching it ( also doing One Good Thing with his existence ) , but also after teaching the basics he’ll very casually move the lesson into ‘ok and this is how you blind someone’ and kills the vibe Very Quickly

[littlefireaidan]

"I didn't mean to."

[noorshirazie]

Part of you wants to be burned by the truth. Part of you wants to bury it without seeing its face.

Noor Shirazie  (via weltenwellen)

[branigan]

kryetar​.

𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘆,  𝗽𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝘀𝗸𝘆,   𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗵𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝘀  𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁,    𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗽𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁𝘀.      a slight pattering of rain breaks out,  and he indicates with a single notion of a silver ring-bound hand for the approaching man  ( perhaps a giant,  kel may put it better )  to accompany him inside ;  the sickly neon lettering above reading   ‘blind wolf’.      ❝   i appreciate you coming,   ❞     the albanian begins,  accented voice calm,  controlled,  as he turns to face him ;  the same hand extended in a sort of polite courtesy that  precedes  him.    ❝   –  it’s nice to put a face to your name.  i’m kel mehmeti.  ❞            //         @branigan.

   𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜,  𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜,  𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎     ;     𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕  𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚝  𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.  𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗’𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚢,  a haze of it lingers on lips,  which offer the  scarcest  suggestion of a polite smile.     ❝     ...  no trouble.  enis branigan.     ❞     words are  curt,  though not sharp     ;     swift and flat in delivery like  rocks dropped  unceremoniously upon mossy ground.  if there’s skepticism lurking in his gaze,  it’s well-hidden.  experience  is a wise teacher,  and such had taught enis that men like this  mehmeti  character can prove to be either the real thing,  or boys playing make believe.  there’s no telling as yet which he’ll prove to be.      ❝     ...  mhm.  so,  this is your place ?     ❞     eyes assess the outside offerings of the  blind wolf bar     ;     unassuming,  the reality of the operation so far successfully shrouded.  good start.  eyes return to the other man,  allowing him to take the lead.  clandestine conversations require good cover.     ❝     ...  family business ?     ❞

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