jonreeves

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what do you do for a living?

I exist against my will. 

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[jonreeves]

Taylor Swift - Peace

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summer solstice ball - june ‘83

“A dreaded sunny day. So I meet you at the cemtary gates. Keats and Yeats on your side, Wilde on mine. So we go inside and we gravely read the stones. All those people, all those lives. Where are they know? With loves, and hates, and passions just like mine. They were born, and they lived, and they died. It seems so unfair, I want to cry.”

His look is very thrown together, a last minute decision. Two oversized white dress shirts, one solid and one striped, layered with a intricately patterned light brown blazer. Solid black pants, good luck getting him to leave home in any other color. For shoes, he’s traded black combat boots for a a pair of white cuban heel boots, small metal detail on the tips. His hair is hastily thrown up, tendrils falling into his face.

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jonathan idris warrington reeves .      ‘cause you, you touch. my skin peels off like paint. but beneath       all of our painting, there’s a noise i cannot shake.well,       can’t you hear the scratching?       there’s something at the door.

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“So. Tell me, little wolf. Would you like to punish those who have wronged you?”

— Marie Lu, The Young Elites (via shewolfwrites)

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peter rumancek ‒ 1x12

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“You sleep coiled; tightly wound. Hands are fists beneath pillows, clenched above cotton sheets. You are at war, even in your dreams.”

— Rest Achilles, the world will wait | p.d (via p.d vulpe)

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Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986) dir. John Hughes

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Maggie Stiefvater, Call Down the Hawk