mandymovie
mandymovie
i love you just because
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mandymovie · 2 hours ago
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mandymovie · 2 hours ago
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Be my victim.
CANDYMAN (1992) | Directed by Bernard Rose
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mandymovie · 2 hours ago
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Børre Sæthre, Untitled 3, POWERED BY ZERO (THE END OF THE BAMBI CYCLE), 2005
Vue d’installation, galerie Loevenbruck, Paris Photo Marc Domage
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mandymovie · 3 hours ago
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hmmmmm i think i’m in the mood for a romantic movie [puts on candyman]
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mandymovie · 3 hours ago
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I've got a little black book with my poems in
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me the bone in
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mandymovie · 4 hours ago
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big baby doesn’t understand daddy has to shower
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mandymovie · 4 hours ago
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Homecoming Ethel Cain
Stolen gardenia, makeshift lapel It's bad behavior but I’ll never tell if you don’t And you won’t Your breath on my neck through my homecoming dress I'm more patient now then I ever have been Placated by a cold flask on your hip And we’re dancing Can I tell you a secret? I’m desperate for you
My love is my love, it’s big love for you ’Til it’s your love, then it’s your love And it’s your problem too Here, just inches away from you Four left feet in a room Always all over you You know and I know it’s just how it goes We both get too close ’til we fucking explode And I hope they bury me right next to you
Brought a knife to the gunfight But they shoot blanks and I’m feeling crazy tonight But I’m secretly still scared That you’ll see underneath and you’ll leave me here I’ll cry till my hair all falls out Is it just me or is this room way too loud? Don’t look now but everyone’s staring at us weird And is it just me, or is there no air in here?
My love is my love and bleeds like a wound You pretend not to notice something I like about you Young and sweet, only seventeen I’m the real pig blood soaked fucking homecoming queen Fire in my eyes, I just stand here and bleed Crying in your arms, baby, can’t we just leave? Everyone’s watching us and I can’t breathe They’re all gonna laugh at me
They’re all gonna laugh at me They’re all gonna laugh at me They’re all gonna laugh at me They’re all gonna laugh at me They’re all gonna laugh at me They’re all gonna laugh at me They’re all gonna laugh at me They’re all gonna laugh
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mandymovie · 4 hours ago
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mandymovie · 5 hours ago
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Doechii photographed by Eric Johnson for Cosmopolitan (2025)
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mandymovie · 5 hours ago
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mandymovie · 5 hours ago
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permanently deeply disappointed i wasn’t a sailor on the pequod. like i should’ve been there
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mandymovie · 5 hours ago
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what super expensive indulgence would u get for urself if u suddenly came into a bunch of money?? assume all bills/mortgages paid, all friends helped: what treat are u buying just for u?? for me it would be a quilted lambskin chanel bag in iridescent pink
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mandymovie · 7 hours ago
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Soviet placeholder record sleeves that could be used for any sort of record (1960s-70s)
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mandymovie · 9 hours ago
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Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West
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mandymovie · 11 hours ago
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"I told myself from nothing nothing could be taken away.
I told myself if I had nothing the world couldn't touch me.
Were you safe then?
I was never safe, even when I was most hidden. Even then I was waiting.
The absolute erodes; the boundary, the wall around the self erodes. If I was waiting I had been invaded by time.
I think I recognize the patterns of my nature." —Louise Glück, Mutable Earth
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mandymovie · 13 hours ago
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mandymovie · 14 hours ago
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tried calling my manager because i had a question for him and he texts me saying “i’m in the shower what’s up” and now we’re just texting while he’s in the shower
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