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Bonnie’s .38 revolver which was a gift from Clyde. The engraving says “to Bonnie I owe you one. Clyde 2-28-32”.
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Modern AU: Bonnie and Clyde
The rules say our emotions don’t comply but we’ll defy the rules until we die. So lets be sinners to be saints and lets be winners by mistake. The world may disapprove but my world is only you. And if we’re sinners then it feels like heaven to me.
#think about all the stories we could’ve told. // ( verse // reincarnation. )#we don’t know how to stop or slow it down. // ( bonnie/clyde. )
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Some of the items found in Bonnie and Clyde’s car when they were ambushed on May 23, 1934.
Three .30 cal. Browning automatic rifles
One 20 gauge “sawed-off” shotgun
One 10 gauge “sawed-off” shotgun
One .32 caliber Colt automatic pistol
One .380 caliber Colt automatic pistol
One .45 cal. Colt “double action” revolver
Seven .45 caliber automatic pistols
One-hundred BAR magazines with 20 cartridges in each
Three-thousands rounds of ammunition
One saxophone
Suitcase of cash
Fifteen license plates
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#got another man’s blood on my clothes. // ( aesthetic. )#we don’t know how to stop or slow it down. // ( bonnie/clyde. )
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november 28, 1933: from bonnie to clyde
bullets have nothing
on us. i remember how
your skin smelled of
gunsmoke the day
you first shot a man,
the fire that soaked into the
tips of your fingers.
how i laid you down
that night, made love
to a penitent, how you
begged forgiveness from
my hips, my breasts, my lips.
i granted what i could.
after, your eyes
were the barrel of a
pistol, gleaming
in the sunlight.
love, we were only
made of stars for
a second, infinite
in our light. this
is enough.
love, two killers
can still be innocents.
you spread your hands
to grab the horizon, smile
like a boy at the sun.
you laughed
the first time you saw
our names in the newspapers,
side by side. one and another.
there is no bonnie
without clyde, now.
the wedding band still on
my finger from
another man
means nothing.
you have breathed me in,
and i
am smoke in your lungs.
a century after they bury us,
bullet-holed and burning,
they will not know
which bones
were mine and which
yours. this
is no loss. to have,
even for a short time,
this sharing of breath,
our fingers
on the same trigger,
is a thing more light-filled
than the sun.
we can only outrun
the law for so long, let them
chase the exhaust
from our cars
down highways &
riverbanks.
you vow to see them
in hell, but
when all this ends, gunsmoke
and fire and our bodies
twisted in the wreckage,
i will take any eternity
where there is you,
and there is me, and
this is enough.
a.s.w. (historic women series)
#take my whole life too. // ( bonnie parker. )#even if i won't be around to see it this world will remember me. // ( historical. )
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#they didn’t break me. // ( visage. )#we don’t know how to stop or slow it down. // ( bonnie/clyde. )#take my whole life too. // ( bonnie parker. )#even if i won't be around to see it this world will remember me. // ( historical. )
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fascistknights:
Clyde Barrow’s mug shot from the McLennan County jail, March 1930.
#even if i won't be around to see it this world will remember me. // ( historical. )#they didn’t break me. // ( visage. )
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i wanna live the life of an outlaw. i'm gonna be like billy the kid and when the law has got me surrounded, no doubt, I’M GONNA SHOOT MY WAY OUT!
ind. pri. sel. clyde barrow of bonnie & clyde. written by heather. (UNDER CO.)
#bonnie & clyde rp#musical rp#historical rp#indie rp#jeremy jordan rp#this cold world will remember us. // ( promo. )
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#i got edges that scratch. // ( headcanon. )#we don’t know how to stop or slow it down. // ( bonnie/clyde. )#take my whole life too. // ( bonnie parker. )#people couldn’t believe what i’d become. // ( about. )#got another man’s blood on my clothes. // ( aesthetic. )#driving too fast but moving too slow. // ( verse // main. )#load up on guns and bring your friends. // ( arc // til the end. )#think about all the stories we could’ve told. // ( verse // reincarnation. )#left to my own devices. // ( arc // petty thief. )#oh god how much he bled. // ( buck barrow. )#tell me is this freedom? // ( buck & clyde. )#they didn’t break me. // ( visage. )#not today satan! // ( ooc. )
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