Photostudy of Lucy from Twin Peaks
Misplaced Lens Cap
will byers stan first human second

titsay
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Stranger Things
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Xuebing Du
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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
macklin celebrini has autism

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Cosmic Funnies
Mike Driver
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oozey mess
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The Bowery Presents
we're not kids anymore.

#extradirty
almost home

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@nonbinaryrust
Photostudy of Lucy from Twin Peaks
Well yes
I like mowing MY lawn.
when the top is scared of the bottom
ITS A GIRLFRIEND MOMENT
i don’t careee for x reader but i can’t find any of marty
always consuming something
i mourn danlou and taishauna more than i've mourned anyone who's died in the two shows actually. like they were each other's only friends. like... they weren't dating but they're definitely exes now 💔
i’m haunted i’m unfuckable and i love you
is this anything
I never called you. I never bothered you with it. Yeah, why would you?
dead poets society (1989) / the worm king’s lullaby - richard siken
When the limited series got a brown haired guy that is kinda horse-like
I like to have Hannibal x True Detective crossovers in my head but in truth if all four of the main guys were placed in the same room Marty would probably blow his head smoove off from the sheer amount of pretentiousness the other three men are conjuring
every true detective season 1 conversation
rust: none of us have agency. we are all the chemical backwash of geologic time: iterations upon iterations of those first aerobic cells, doomed to repeat the same cycle of violence–attack, consume, reproduce–until the lights go out. the thousand and one nights the universe tells itself, in hopes that this time, this story, is the key. the escape that night after night remains just out of reach. [long cigarette draught] hell, there's no escape for any of us.
marty, whiteknuckling the steering wheel: you ever wondered, how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?
Thank you gay guy. For everything