#jolie.

[stilledmoon]

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[georgecgraham]

jolie de beauvoir.

LOCATION: De Beauvoir Residence

          Truth be told, it was strange being back home, even after all these years of living away from Catalina Island, nothing else had ever replaced what the island had been to him. George had found that no matter how long he spent in the city, how much he attempted to find a life for himself there to be able to solidly allow him to picture living out his days with L.A. as his main residence, he always felt a distinct sense of homesickness growing in his veins whenever he was gone for long. Of course, he came back every year for Christmas, knowing that he’d never be forgiven if he missed the holiday, but it hadn’t quite settled in that this was a permanent decision. 

         Perhaps it was stranger still that someone who’d been a lifelong friend was now a relative. The discovery made by Jolie’s grandparents one that had come seemingly out of the blue, although he had to admit that it made sense. His father’s side of the family had always been estranged from him, and once his mother had left the man for good, whatever minimal stories he’d heard had dissipated as if they’d never existed in the first place and he hadn’t bothered to find out more about them. But having Jolie as part of his family was perhaps the one good thing that had come out of his relation to the man, even if he’d considered her as practically that long before the ancestry results had come back in. They’d stood by each from the time they were kids, bruised and neglected, through their tragedies and mistakes, and although he often tried to tell himself that they were stronger for it, in Jolie’s case, he suspected it was actually true. 

        She’d been one of the first to hear about his plans to move back to Catalina, had helped him find office space, arrange the move, and now that he’d fully settled in, giving her a call to see if he might come over and catch up was one of the first things he knew he wanted to do. It wasn’t long before his knock on the door was answered, a bright smile settling over his features at the sight of Jolie. “Hey! I come bearing gingerbread cookies. Although I spared you from helping my mom bake them this year.” He teased, his skill ( or, perhaps more accurately, lack thereof ) in the kitchen well known to anyone who considered him a friend. But he knew that they were Jolie’s favorite, and although it wasn’t Christmas yet, it was a small token of his appreciation and thanks. “And also hoping that you might help a guy out -- I have a couple of presents I need to wrap and I know you probably have a box that’s crammed with wrapping paper and bows.”   

[glaskiylubka-blog]

Юные Брэд Питт и Анджелина Джоли.

http://fashion-way.ru/post/100487239520

Юные Брэд Питт и Анджелина Джоли.

[hatebook]

I absolutley fucking despise everyone, including my friends, who pout their lips when their posing in a picture that will then appear on Bebo, facebook, twitter, or some other mother fucking useless site. Who the fuck are they trying to be? Angelina Jolie? - Whose naturally like that. Can't they just appreciate her, not fucking create the poorest imitations of her. STOP FUCKING POUTING YOUR EXCUSES FOR LIPS, YOU LOOK CONSTIPATED!

[cartapesta]

Ci sono parole d'amore che ti fanno sentire più nuda di un paio di mani che ti spogliano.

Jolie.

[mividamisangre]

A quei due basterebbe raggiungersi.. Il resto verrebbe da se..!

Jolie.

[unicamanierachehodivivere]

“Io vorrei che tu fossi un foglio bianco , lo riempirei così tanto di me, poi ci scriverei l’amore che non riesci a vederti in faccia. Perché tu sei l’amore. Dio, quanto amore sei, non lo puoi nemmeno immaginare.”

Jolie.