and all the world drops dead

Bree Burton. 16 years old. Human. Afraid.

[aliciavikander]

Her name is Tea. I just realized.

[little-bree]

“Did anyone else see how cute that puppy was that just went by?”

[ohtonystark-deactivated20171124]

[little-bree]

“I just like pretending, and I like making that seem real. If you can hold on to that kind of childlike fascination with the imaginary world when you’re older, it’s the best”

[little-bree]

sweet--salvatore:

-slowly reaching out and pulling her into a hug- I’ve missed you.

-Hugging back v. tightly- I missed you too. I-I’m sorry I didn’t call…

[little-bree]

It’s fucking staying that way.

[little-bree]

radiant-ruby

 I DON’T FUCKING UNDERSTAND HOW TO MAKE THESE...

Install the script and just breathe~

I did and every time I reblog it keeps the other person’s previous reply at the top but twice, even though it wasn’t there when I edited/ reblogged the post and if I delete everything and write my reply that part disappears but the other person’s reply is also gone??????????????

[little-bree]

I DON’T FUCKING UNDERSTAND HOW TO MAKE THESE FUCKING REBLOGS WORK

I QUIT

GOODBYE

[celebritiesandmovies]

[saoirseronandaily]

[mistertez]

[little-bree]

mistertez:

Saoirse Ronan ~ Alasdair McLellan for The Gentlewoman - Fall/Winter 2015

[little-bree]

stayuptil-dawn:

I’ve missed you.. you’ve been gone for awhile. You’ve missed so much around here. Not that you’ve missed anything very important. Some school things. Faye Montgomery’s in the hospital. Leo McCoy and Effy Anderson got married. …and those are the only things that are coming to mind… 

-Very quietly, because she doesn’t want to talk too much about it- I had a tutor, I-I didn’t miss much... I hope Faye is okay. Was their wedding nice? I-If you went, I mean...

[little-bree]

sweet–salvatore:

-hearing her voice from the other side of the café and practically falling over chairs to get to her-

Bree? You’re- You’re back? You- Hey.

Keith, hi. I-I’m back. For a while.

[little-bree]

dexter-harrison:

Ooh, can I have one of what she’s having too? Sounds good. Thanks.

-pausing briefly before smiling at her- Bree, right? Dexter. Is me. Hi.

-Nodding and probably inner panicking and swooning at the same time because Dreamy Dexter- I remember who you are... Hi.

[little-bree]

mini-mcarthur:

Bree? Oh my gosh, Bree! When did you get back? I mean- I- Sorry, I just- Gosh, I’ve missed you. You- You look good. Are- Are you good?

-Takes a while to realise that this is Jamie-

P-Pardon? I’m good, I’m... Jamie?

[little-bree]

stayuptil-dawn:

Bree! Ohmygosh! It is you! I can’t believe you’re back! How are you?

-Constantly underestimating the perkiness of Dawn- Um... Dawn, h-hi. I’m back, I’m fine...

[little-bree]

,

[little-bree]

-Shuffling back on in to Havensdale and in to the cafe for a nice bit of cake, praying to the good lord Jesus that no one will talk to her.-

N-No, I’ll... Just to go. Please. W-Without cream.