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love when a mother asks if they have ever done anything to hurt you. ma'am, you will literally never be ready to have this conversation

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Full moon over snowy mountainous landscape detail by Gustav Kühn 

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My zine I made to sell for family campaigns I love how it came out

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Kacey Rohl (Abigail Hobbs) via Instagram Stories

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will using abigail as a scapegoat for his love and forgiveness for hannibal because he couldn't stomach that part of himself, until he's in the church and she fades away. in the moment that he realizes he's forgiven him, already forgave him since the moment the knife tore him open. carved hannibal's gentle smile into his stomach. even in death, will cannot see abigail as more than an extension of him, a vessel for his goodness. the wrong thing is the right thing to do. it's too ugly on him, so he plasters it on someone beautiful. someone he can never see as more than her good parts, her innocence. even in death, she was innocent to him. a victim in their carnage, a sacrifice to their love. and he sacrifices her visage on those holy steps, to their reunion. when he speaks to her, he speaks to himself. she's there smiling in the stream. as he is brought back from death, she is there, being made to look alive. she is his innocence, she is his faith, she is the purity and hopeless optimism of his love for hannibal. she is the part of himself he feigned for so long, a hesitancy that died in him when he shot hobbs. he holds her neck as darkness in him begins to fester, he holds her neck as it mutates into forgiveness. he doesn't think of her anymore, the way he does not think of himself before hannibal lecter. she died as part of him, both in his mind and on hannibal's kitchen floor. she could never be anything more

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The Legend of Blood Castle (1973) dir. Jorge Grau

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when I was a kid I wished I had nosebleeds. I had some friends who had them and I was like. that looks so fucking cool. you're just sitting there and suddenly you're covered in blood. it looks so dramatic. it looks so... and here my language failed me. at such a humble age I did not have the vocabulary to describe the sublime. I just sat in incomprehensible jealousy. I turned out totally normal by the way

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Kind of crazy that half of Canada burning and over 30,000 people having to evacuate every year is like a normal routine now. It’s kind of like accepted here. “Well its fire season some of you will die, thousands will be homeless, let’s do this again next year.” The ancient old growth forests are important for all of earth! Pretty crazy how important Canada’s ancient boreal is for the entire world’s oxygen production. Yikes. Colonialism and its consequences. And who is the most affected? Indigenous people!

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"i don't intend hannibal to caught a second time" is such a crazy insane thing for will to say honestly like we don't talk about it enough.

he really said, 'might kill him, might fuck him, idk yet but the important thing is he belongs to me not the state of maryland.'

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pins by Abprallen

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they're moving the bean to vatican city

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I love my leg hair #myleghair

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pov i See you.. on the floor..... hello....

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sorry i can’t go out tonight i’m at home sitting down

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trying to grow your hair out when its curly is like. well in many ways i do experience the passage of time yes. but! in many ways… i dont <3

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Yeah this is my wet hay perfume. this one’s my wet forest soil one, but then this other one is just plain wet soil. This one’s rotten citrus wet soil. That’s my fresh tennis ball one. Ohh and that one is supposed to represent the horrors of war lol