pohlepen
pohlepen
𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤 / an open eye.
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❝ and bless the daughter but fuck the family. what is a home if not the first place you learn to run from ? ❞
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pohlepen · 2 hours ago
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pohlepen · 7 hours ago
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since it's slowly turning into fall, this is the perfect time to invite you to come shop at frankie's little store. it's quiant and nestled at the bottom of a mountain in some itty bitty town. she makes soaps, lotions, and candles. she's dropping a new line of autumn scents in a few weeks. pre-order now for a discount! everything is a little expensive, but it's worth it because of the high quality ingredients. human grade! literally made of humans. parts of humans, at least ❤️
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pohlepen · 14 hours ago
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i want to talk about my ocs but im literally this image. i got nothing
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pohlepen · 17 hours ago
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May Sarton, from “Contemplation of Poussin”, Letters from Maine
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I hope you choke on a rock
I have a wet throat
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pohlepen · 2 days ago
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Favorite Dutch Moments 9/??
Season Two, Episode Seven ‘The Born’
Dutch: Are you watching me dream? Fet: I’m just waiting for you to wake up.
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pohlepen · 3 days ago
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stoner sun and slut rising
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blurry pic queen 💅🏻✨
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pohlepen · 4 days ago
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Ladies and Gentlemen, the Fabulous Stains (1982) dir. Lou Adler
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pohlepen · 5 days ago
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speaking wish lists,,, i think some weird old school church shit would be sick as fuck. a little chapel in the middle of nowhere or a type of convent. and there, of course, is a possession. could be real, could be the symptoms of an untreated mental illness. ig we'll never know until the priests that double as hunters of the supernatural come to exorcise someone or get rid the ghouls haunting the church and surrounding structures. frankie can be a nun or a groundskeeper or nurse or a demon idk. do y'all see the idea? it's almost halloween so i'm shifting into spooky au mode.
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pohlepen · 5 days ago
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there is something so self destructive inside of me. i have to be careful. i ruin everything i touch.
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pohlepen · 5 days ago
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— ˀ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤethel cain — willoughby tucker, i'll always love you ask prompts.
to be known the way you should is to put yourself through hell.
i warned you, for me, it's not that hard.
don't ask me why i hate myself.
i've heard it before from someone who leaves.
i'll hurt myself if i want.
i can wait if i want but it'll never be good enough like i want to believe it is.
all of alabama laid out in front of your eyes but all you could see was me.
she's got her makeup done and her high heels on.
you'll keep changing, i will stay the same.
if you're not scared of jesus, fuck around and come find out.
time passes slower in the flicker of a hospital light.
she's a bad motherfucker.
i'm half of you.
lay me down where the trees bend low.
time may forgive me, but i won't.
i will wait.
love is not enough in this world.
you were kind.
this was all for you.
do you swing from your neck with the hope someone cares?
i want to bleed, i want to hurt the way that boys do.
her daddy keeps her in a box but it's no good.
will it be like this forever?
she's just trying to feel good right now.
do you hate me?
now i'll wear these scars for life.
my baby acts cool, but they all know something ain't right.
i don't care.
you know i'd do anything for you.
please leave open your most quiet door.
i bled till i cried, till i felt i might die.
i still shake just by nature.
what you do with all that mouth?
i'm still scared of that knock on the door.
the air in your room never moves.
she really gets around town in her old cadillac.
maybe you're right and we should stop watching the news.
think of all the time that i'll have with you.
it wasn't pretty like the movies, it was ugly like what they all did to me.
i keep the pictures hanging where the world can see 'em.
i can lead you to bed, but i can't make you sleep.
they say she looks just like her mama before the drugs.
you come around here just to watch me writhe.
i wanna die in this room.
when you said that you're in love, i never wondered if you're sure.
still, i waited and tried.
you're not scared of no knock on the door.
i still dream of violence.
i loved you when it hurt inside to.
i liked him 'cause his rule was "do whatever you like," and i tried alright.
i'll never live it down if i never get around it.
easy to hate, easy to blame.
i still play pretend like i don't watch you leaving.
the doctors gave you until the end of the night.
we were in a race to grow up.
i've never seen brown eyes look so blue.
she's no good at raising children, but she's good at raising hell.
can you hear them?
shoot me down, come on, hurt me.
that picture on the wall you're scared of looks just like you.
i pray the race is worth
the fight.
please don't leave me, i'll always need more.
death, it takes too long.
everything i've loved i've loved it straight to death.
i will always love you.
i've been picking names for our children.
i can't hold you anymore.
made a fool of myself down on tennessee street.
she's gonna get what she wants.
i'd rather die than be anything but your girl.
you tried to wade in 'cause you wanted just to tell me who you were.
am i what you think about all late at night?
yeah, you've changed, but did i ever know you?
to love me is to suffer me.
i can hear them singing.
i can see the end in the beginning of everything and in it, you don't want me.
they did to me what i wouldn't do to anyone.
i know you by your footsteps on the floor.
i don't know what i need.
i am young and naïve.
you were there looking for me, but i was gone.
i'm wide open and deserving.
i hope i die today.
i know she's your girl now, but she was my girl first.
i know, she really taught me well.
i swore i'd be good to you.
i won't wake up on my own.
think of us inside after the wedding.
put me down where the greenery stings.
you'll go fight a war, i'll go missing.
if you could, you'd leave it all.
i wanna go home.
she was my sister first.
they all wanna take her out, but no one ever wants to take her home.
all the boys wanna love her when she bats her fuck-me eyes.
i'll never blame her.
i'll never be kind enough to me.
goddammit, i did it to myself in hindsight.
please, just go easy on me.
i'd reach into your body and fix you if i could.
how much of a cruel year can you call my fault?
she goes to church straight from the clubs.
are you angry?
smoking that shit your daddy smoked in vietnam.
the boys can't get enough of her.
i'll never be that kind of angel.
when this is over, maybe then, we'll get some sleep.
i knew it was love when i rode home crying thinking of you fucking other girls.
you know it's true 'cause i've said it to you.
grew up hard, fell off harder.
hold me.
i never meant to hurt you.
it's not looking good, but did it ever?
i kinda hate her.
i'm gonna regret this.
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pohlepen · 6 days ago
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I was never really on my side in any argument. I liked the Old Testament spitefulness of phrase got what she deserved. Sometimes women do.
Sharp Objects, Gillian Flynn, Page 222
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pohlepen · 6 days ago
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The Handmaid's Tale S03e01: Night
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pohlepen · 7 days ago
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i will make your life worse but the sex will be great
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pohlepen · 7 days ago
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Maika Monroe as Julia in WATCHER (2022) dir. Chloe Okuno
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pohlepen · 7 days ago
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desire's make up @ morpheus' funeral was giving cassie from euphoria & i'm tired of pretending it wasn't 😔
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