bramblrose
bramblrose
angels fall, rose.
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anna, xxx, russia. // “People thought she was nuts – in a genius “I will devour your soul” kind of way. I thought she was fucking fascinating.”
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bramblrose · 1 day ago
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She tries to take a step down the hall, but I tug on her hand and kiss her again, and this time it’s not a peck. I kiss her hard, losing myself in her taste and her heat and every damn thing about her. Sometimes people sneak up on you and suddenly you don’t know how you ever lived without them.
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bramblrose · 1 day ago
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the deal by elle kennedy; sometimes people sneak up on you and suddenly you don’t know how you ever lived without them.
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bramblrose · 7 days ago
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Everything was green: the trees, their trunks covered with moss, their branches hanging with a canopy of it, the ground covered with ferns. Even the air filtered down greenly through the leaves.
It was too green — an alien planet.
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bramblrose · 1 month ago
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favorite fictional girls: Evie O’Neill [The Diviners]
Some mornings, she’d wake and vow, Today, I will get it right. I won’t be such an awful mess of a girl. I won’t lose my temper or make unkind remarks. I won’t go too far with a joke and feel the room go quiet with disapproval. I’ll be good and kind and sensible and patient. The sort everyone loves. But by evening, her good intentions would have unraveled. She’d say the wrong thing or talk a little too loudly. She’d take a dare she shouldn’t, just to be noticed. Perhaps Mabel was right, and she was selfish. But what was the point of living so quietly you made no noise at all? “Oh, Evie, you’re too much,” people said, and it wasn’t complimentary. Yes, she was too much. She felt like too much inside all the time.
So why wasn’t she ever enough?
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bramblrose · 1 month ago
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Together, we could be a hell of a team.
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bramblrose · 1 month ago
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THE DIVINERS | LAIR OF DREAMS | BEFORE THE DEVIL BREAKS YOU | THE KING OF CROWS
He comes! The King of Crows! A creature emerged from the woods, a sticklike man, with the air of a praying mantis, but the enormous blue-black feathered coat he wore gave him the bearing of a usurper king. On his head was a stovepipe hat that swirled with shadows. Lightning crackled all around him. A Gordian knot of black silk rested at the stiff, rounded collar of his shirt like an undertaker’s tie. The center was stuck through with a shining gold pin, a radiant all-seeing eye shedding a lone lightning bolt tear.
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bramblrose · 1 month ago
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“We are a country built by immigrants, dreams, daring, and opportunity. We are a country built by the horrors of slavery and genocide, the injustice of racism and exclusion. These realities exist side by side. It is our past and our present. The future is unwritten. This is a book about ghosts. For we live in a haunted house.”                     » the diviners series by libba bray
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bramblrose · 1 month ago
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People are… Mostly good, you… Know? Mostly. Mostly. I believe that with… With all my… all my heart.                     I mean that she was complicated. Everybody is.                     Don’t erase her like that. She deserves better.
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bramblrose · 1 month ago
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character aesthetics: kit foley
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bramblrose · 1 month ago
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favorite faceless characters: tommy (cur)
that’ll make me gooseberry right proud!
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bramblrose · 1 month ago
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ship aesthetics: hugh/nancy
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bramblrose · 2 months ago
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Fifteen-hundred people went into the sea, when Titanic sank from under us. There were twenty boats floating nearby… and only one came back. One. Six were saved from the water, myself included. Six… out of fifteen-hundred. Afterward, the seven-hundred people in the boats had nothing to do but wait… wait to die… wait to live… wait for an absolution… that would never come.
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bramblrose · 2 months ago
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It’s been 84 years, and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams, and it was. It really was.
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bramblrose · 2 months ago
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BOOKS READ IN 2016: the hating game by sally thorne
I have a theory. Hating someone feels disturbingly similar to being in love with them. I’ve had a lot of time to compare love and hate, and these are my observations. Love and hate are visceral. Your stomach twists at the thought of that person. The heart in your chest beats heavy and bright, nearly visible through your flesh and clothes. Your appetite and sleep are shredded. Every interaction spikes your blood with adrenaline, and you’re in the brink of fight or flight. Your body is barely under your control. You’re consumed, and it scares you.
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bramblrose · 2 months ago
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See the date?                    April 14th, 1912.
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bramblrose · 2 months ago
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a list of films that i love ↳ Titanic (1997)
It’s been 84 years, and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams, and it was. It really was…
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