* ᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴘʀɪsᴏɴᴇʀ

[fearfillcd-blog]

:::^)

[palpattine]

He stabbed my mom four times in the chest.

[trustmeimawitch]

autosuficiencia:

I hate when i’m at home relaxing & I can see shadow people at the corner of my eye & I turn around & they just disappear like either help pay rent or move out already fucking freeloaders.

[wnq-movies]

I think he’s very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on. Maybe lonelier than he even realizes.

The Royal Tenenbaums (2001), Dir. Wes Anderson (via catholicraised)

[rtpoetry]

[jakegyllenhaal]

[sleep-broken]

[blytthe]

If I Believe You // The 1975

[delustive]

[vilemagic]

nuggles:

“tell us about yourself”

[mrbeniciodeltoro]

[duskonacloudyday-deac]

Find your calling even in the dark

(via duskonacloudyday)

[heart89-deactivated20171127]

80’s movies and chill

[jakegyllenhaal]

[fearfillcd-blog]

herweary:

           a  pair  of  brown  eyebrows  knit  together  in  confusion  before  gray  hues  lift  to  stare  at  the  other.  a  beat  of  silence  passes  between  them  as  those  same  pair  of  eyes  study  his  features,  trying  to  find  reason  within  before speaking. ❛what ?? ❜  another  beat  before  PALE  lips  press  together  and  form  a  thin  line.  ❛  you  sound  INSANE —-  you   know  that  right ??❜                                                 — @fearfillcd

          he  sees  the  expression  on  her  face,  recognizes  doubt,  confusion.               fear  ??   lips  purse,  dark  hues  flash  with  shadowy  frustration.   he  turns  sharply,  hand  carving  through  tousled  locks  with  an  intake  of  breath.     ❛   i  know.   but               i’m  not                  LISTEN,  you  gotta  believe  me.   ❜     a  painfully  cliche  line,  so  he  elaborates.     ❛   the  sky’s  gonna  fucking  open  up,  okay  ???   the  world’s  gonna  end,  unless  we  do  as  frank  says.   ❜

[fearfillcd-blog]

sawyercide:

@fearfillcd liked x.

           ❝  Got  a  second  to  spare  ??   ❞    An  absence  by  Heather  on  poll  day  was  a  rarity,  and  Veronica  didn’t  plan  on  letting  the  opportunity pass.  Disarming  smile  matches  upbeat  tone  as  she  brings  blue  pen  to  paper.      ❝  LUNCH TIME POLL, love for you to answer.   ❞

          mind  immersed  in  a  world  composed  of  text  and  paper  chapters,  he  doesn’t  notice  —  or  rather,  chooses  to  ignore  —  the  approaching  click-click  of  heels  until  two  blue  suede  tips  infiltrate  his  periphery.   only  then  does  he  lift  his  gaze.   a  blink  quickly  follows  ;  impatient  frown  shifts  into  something  like  pleasant  surprise  as  a  dazzling  smile  graces  his  vision.   recognition  is  swift  to  identify  her  with  an  association  to  the  ultimate  bitches  of  the  school,  yet  the  curve  of  her  lips  seem  genuine  enough.   doubt  clouds  his  expression.     ❛   i'm  sorry,  i  was  under  the  impression  that  those  questions  are  reserved  for  the  jocks.   ❜

[fearfillcd-blog]

crimsonwired:

             ❝ i think the new girl made a GOOD CHOICE sitting next to you — donnie, is it ?? — now that i got THE CHANCE to see underneath that hoodie i noticed how much of A BABE you really are !! ❞                                                                                                                              ( @fearfillcd​​  )

         mirth  conquers  his  initial  surprise  and  lifts  the  corners  of  his  lips  into  a  lopsided  display  of  boyish  excitement.     ❛   yeah.   donnie.   ❜     gaze  slips  down  almost  bashfully  to  where  arms  rest  folded  on  the  wood  of  a  desk.   two  cute  girls  in  one  day  —  man,  he  must  be  blessed.     ❛             thanks.   ❜     it  comes  packaged  with  a  laugh,  barked  out  to  cushion  his  own  awkwardness  impending  on  his  speech.   in  quick  retrospect,  it  seemed  to  be  counterproductive.     ❛   you’re               cute.   ❜