Oct. 23rd, 2016

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“So many people dead, just to find my name,” sighed Stephen.

“And I would gladly have killed twice that number – nay, a hundred times – nay, a hundred thousand times or more! – so great is the love I bear you, Stephen.”
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He’s not Bucky Barnes anymore.
He’s not the Winter Soldier anymore.He’s something in-between.
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The Female of the Species (2015) – dir. Lucy Liu

“People, Detective Bell, are not you and me.”
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When you live in the dark for so long, you begin to love it. And it loves you back, and isn’t that the point? You think, the face turns to the shadows, and just as well. It accepts, it heals, it allows.

But it also devours.


- Raymond Carver, from ‘Late Fragment’ (via forelsketf)
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Source. Great way of dealing with these entitled little shits.

That Anon should be fucking proud as well as be applauded. 
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You know how sometimes kids have an imaginary friend? I had one. To me, he looked like a little red bird. He could do just about anything. Correction. He could make me do just about anything. At first he made me feel special. Then I can’t remember most of it. Thankfully. Post-traumatic amnesia, it’s called. Afterwards, I just wanted to move on with my life, put it behind me. But my mother, she was always finding new ways to use my story to make a buck. “This is the path God gave us, sweetie, use it.” But I ran away from all that. Changed my name. I never told her where I went. I never saw her again. I reinvented myself. But it didn’t matter. No matter what I did, I chose Angela. Angela. Like a name would protect me. That I dreamed I could have a life, a chance. Didn’t matter.
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                                                  Ipse venit. He is coming
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i will never be able to gif the exorcist (the original movie). i love it to high heaven but it scares the shit out of me.
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Science is neat, but I’m afraid it’s not very forgiving.
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It’s mad depressing when u eat the last piece of candy but you didn’t look at the bag and realize it was the last one so you could truly appreciate it for what it was worth
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Gansey looked up to them, and she saw in his face that he loved this place. His bald expression held something new: not the raw delight of finding the ley line or the sly pleasure of teasing Blue. She recognized the strange happiness that came from loving something without knowing why you did, that strange happiness that was sometimes so big that it felt like sadness. It was the way she felt when she looked at the stars.

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