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taylor price
styofa doing anything
sheepfilms
Claire Keane
Not today Justin

if i look back, i am lost

Kiana Khansmith
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Keni
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

#extradirty
NASA
RMH
Sade Olutola

Kaledo Art

seen from Türkiye

seen from Germany

seen from Germany

seen from Italy
seen from Germany
seen from Kenya

seen from Algeria
seen from United States
seen from Germany

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia
seen from Ukraine

seen from United States
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seen from Ireland
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@scarredwonder
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‘ miss me ? ‘
Equals (2015)
i think i will write today. leave a like for a one-liner.
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Carol (2015) dir. Todd Haynes
elleomet
“That doesn’t seem too distant from the kinds of things I handle at work.” Leah thinks about the skeletons she and her team have logged. Bones going into storage with numbers assigned to them instead of names. Deaths and murders unaccounted for. People without faces. So she’d give them faces. As best she could anyway.
“They’re trying to recreate something, or… manifest something by repeating the same routines…” she’s just think-talking now. Leah grins. “Damn you took that one like a champ.” She doesn’t drink anymore, at least, not much. One cooler, or something light. Anything that could mess with her blood pressure is a risk. She’d be sober at the party (at least alcohol sober, she’s apt to have good weed).
‘ they are ... and they feel so fucking good about it. ‘ she bit her lower lip. metallic aftertaste covered the tip of her tongue. ‘ still not drinking ? ‘ she pulled a wasted piece of cloth out of her black jeans’ back pocket and rubbed it against the small wound ‘ i’d want to go out tonight, after my shift. you in ? ‘
she threw the cloth over her shoulder. ‘ your work, right. shit, sorry. i got so into the serial thing that i completely forgot to ask — how was your day ? ‘ she leaned forward. thumb squeezes the lower lip.
black coffee in a porcelain mug got cold. she still holds it tight in a grip of her slender fingers. the back of her throat is covered in a bitter, nicotine-stained aftertaste. she needs to smoke a cigarette. again.
it’s getting cold outside. she exhales dusty steam. ‘ professor ... may i join ? ‘ she leaned forward while still touching a cold wall with her back, waiting for approval.
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‘ tell me more about yourself. ‘
twirloflove
open to: f wanted connections: friend, ex, any
“it’s three in the morning, princess.” she probably doesn’t need a reminder, but a man woken up from his sleep has only that many words to say. he knows that asking might open a door no man was willing to venture, but clearly this late night call was not without a reason. “do i want to know?” he probably didn’t, but the words came out of his mouth regardless. stepping aside nathan gestured for her to come in; the neighbors wouldn’t enjoy their conversation this late into the night.
she painted her lips red. crimson red. she always does it whenever she visits him. she also drinks a bottle of wine. white. semi-dry. it gives her confidence and calms her down.
‘ i told you not to call me princess. ‘ door closed shut behind her. it moved the edges of her black coat. she tucked a chubby cigarette between her thin lips. slender fingers delve into pockets, looking for a lighter. ‘ you haven’t called me in weeks. ‘ she finished her sentence with a thin-lined smile. it cut the space between them like a sharp object.
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Now Apocalypse (2019 —)
gothamcartel·
thief some would say , least in exotic art but artifacts and weapons, it was the trade the business and it sold out bigger than anything else in the world. ❝ Yeah , something like that . You got any hobbies ? ❞
she likes the tone of the other woman’s voice. its soothing pattern leaves a delicate aftertaste. ‘ my hobbies are creepy. ‘ sophia reached forward to grab two empty bottles. ‘ what do you mean by something like that ? ‘
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100 Days Of Heath Ledger – Day 29
Alex and Mara – The Order (2003)