#immortalisation

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we’ve built a house together but we’re falling apart

waiting for google maps to make it last

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I’d rather wear flowers in my hair #scottmckenzie #1967 #summeroflove #tee #immortalisation (bij A3 studio) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBpYcklFKZh/?igshid=nn3ljyyx9mye

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IMMXRTALISATIXN / Scarlxrd (Immortalisation)

Ouvir no Youtube.

Letras no Genius:

1 XMG Lyrics 

2 UP. UP. UP. Lyrics 

3 MXNDAY MXRNING Lyrics

4 GXING THE DISTANCE Lyrics

5 ASK Lyrics

6 00007 Lyrics 

7 NIKEFACE Lyrics

8 WINNING Lyrics

9 NX LXVE Lyrics

10 BEASTMXDE Lyrics

11 KILL CXNFIRMED. Lyrics

12 STEALTH Lyrics

13 GXLD Lyrics 

14 PRXBLEMATIC Lyrics

15 EGX DEATH! Lyrics

16 LXWKEY Lyrics

17 PRXSPER Lyrics 

18 I WANT 1 BILLIXN PXUNDS Lyrics

19 NXT MY BUSINESS Lyrics

20 BACKWARDS Lyrics 

21 RUTHLESS Lyrics

22 HXUSE XF LXRDS Lyrics 

23 I DXNT NEED TX KNXW Lyrics

24 SEARCH & DESTRXY. Lyrics

[romesdaughter-blog]

STARTER FOR @immortalisation​

Julia had only been the GHOST of herself since the death of Marcellus. How was she supposed to go on with her life when the man she loved was gone? How happy she had been with him! And how miserable she was now. Her father had forced her to marry again & Julia had decided that she wouldn’t be the obedient girl anymore. It did not matter what her father thought. It did not matter what ROME thought. And so Julia had tried to find solace wherever she could, in arms that were not necessarily her husband’s. There was not much she cared about anymore, except her two first children Gaius Caesar and Julia. Other children could come and she would love them too. It was for THEM she lived now.

On what seemed to be a peaceful morning Julia had left Antonius’ arms. How ironic was it that she was having an affair with the son of her father’s worst enemy? She liked the thought.

Julia decided to visit her aunt Octavia, one of the few people on earth who seemed to understand her.

❛ Aunt Octavia ?  ❜

She called, following a slave who seemed slightly disturbed but Julia did not care enough to ask why. Perhaps she should have.

Everything around her seemed to slow right down as though it was a hazy dream. Julia blinked hard and was forced to take support on a chair. Was she dreaming? Was she still with Iullus Antonius, laying in bed and DREAMING about the one that still haunted her thoughts after three years? 

❛ Marcellus?  ❜

She whispered, her heart squeezing inside her chest. If this was truly a dream, her imagination playing tricks on her, then Julia wanted to live in this illusion forever.