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During the thirteen-day campaign, it felt as if it only rained on me. What I wanted the most wasn’t an umbrella. It was someone to get rained on with me. To the nine percent who got rained on with me, I wish to say thank you. I hope that everyone’s tomorrow is better than today.

INTO THE RING (2020)

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GOLDEN GLOBE WINNERS <3

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It's International Cat Day and I posted a really cute picture of my cat with her belly out on insta and it was only liked by one spam bot 😒 and it's a recent trend with my cat pictures now that nobody likes them.

So my friends don't deserve to see my cat's belly, but Tumblr can as a treat.

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my favorite genre of women is running from creepy castles/houses

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josh hartnett is having a renaissance but for the record I was always here

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obviously anyone can dislike or not care about the barbie movie, but I will NEVER AGAIN walk on eggshells when saying I don't care for superhero movies bc the disdain I have seen aimed at this girly movie from people who have not deigned to watch even the trailer...

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Please do not fear for me. I have no fear myself. The old monsters are gone. The old curses have echoed to silence. And if my immortal soul is lost to me, something yet remains. I remain..

PERIOD DRAMA APPRECIATION WEEK DAY 6: Favorite Character ↳ EVA GREEN as VANESSA IVES | Penny Dreadful (2014-2016)

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“Well, the Gothic can be conducive to suppressed voices emerging, like in a haunted house. At its core, the Gothic drama is fundamentally about voiceless things—the dead, the past, the marginalized—gaining voices that cannot be ignored.”

— Carmen Maria Machado, interviewed by Theodore McCombs for Electric Literature (x)

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SUCCESSION (2018 – 2023) season finales + final shots

There sat down, once, a thing on Henry's heart só heavy, if he had a hundred years & more, & weeping, sleepless, in all them time Henry could not make good. Starts again always in Henry's ears the little cough somewhere, an odour, a chime. And there is another thing he has in mind like a grave Sienese face a thousand years would fail to blur the still profiled reproach of. Ghastly, with open eyes, he attends, blind. All the bells say: too late. This is not for tears; thinking. But never did Henry, as he thought he did, end anyone and hacks her body up and hide the pieces, where they may be found. He knows: he went over everyone, & nobody's missing. Often he reckons, in the dawn, them up. Nobody is ever missing. — Dream Song 29, John Berryman.

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Called me “cute,” huh? — Does he know? Know what? That you’ve been corrupted. — You know I like you, and normally I would do everything in my power to make you feel better. — Want me to come stand outside your playdate? You are lovely. — Dear Upper West Side, thank you for bringing your umbrella. — You’re staring. Am I? Do I have a hair out of place? I didn’t know how to tell you… You’re still staring. So are you. — So, what did you think of my act? I thought it was sensational. — Maybe someday. Before I’m dead. It’s a date. — You want me to go away? Yes. Because I would make you nervous? You would make me nervous. — What, I’m not important enough to go through all of that trouble for? You are more important than God. You paid attention? To you? Always. — I think my show corset turned your head. My head turned a long time ago. — They will know your wit, your intellect, your smile. Your great, expressive eyes. They will be helpless to your charms. They will fall at your feet and worship at the altar of you and your show corset. — You will break my fucking heart. — Lenny, I’m not gonna blow it. I’m gonna hold you to that.

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I do think he loves her. I mean, I don’t even think he loves her. He loves her, duh. -Luke Kirby