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And afterward, some are strong at the broken places - Ernest Hemingway
Rebooting this blog
Sweet christ on toast how do I STILL have followers over here????
David Niven, Errol Flynn y Michael Brooke en “The Dawn Patrol”, 1938
Errol Flynn in The Dawn Patrol (1938)
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"Sorry, sweetheart— I didn’t see you there."
“ M aybe you should watch where you’re going a little better. ”
Her agitation was enough to make him laugh. "-- You might have a point."
"I'll try to watch where I'm going."
sacredkarcram replied to your post:i am just going to sit here and stare
one day i will stop being lazy and log onto my rp accounts to bother you. that someday could be today
I missed you too, darling~
i am just going to sit here and stare
I feel like I should be softly petting Carmen's hair
My sister is ridiculous
Just a little photoset to torment Howard(s)
Need to sleep, have to work again in the morning
- I want that plane back, d’you understand? We need ‘em all. I want you back.
- Back.
- Yes, back.
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It was too hot for a ‘disguise’, so his only defense had been the ball cap, pulled low over his eyes— but that too had been discarded some time ago, when he’d sat down on the steps to wait.
There was a cigarette in his hand, nearly forgotten about until someone came close and he had the presence of mind to hold it out of the way, attempting to be polite with his bad habits.
"— Am I in your way?"