You Know What? I Want Us To Be In A Flower Field. I Want Us To Dance Underneath The Moonlight. I Want

i can't lie to you i loveee bad endings sometimes. what if nothing worked out. what if the characters gave into their worst instincts. what if they became worse. what if there's truly no hope left. what will they do out of desperation? who will they become as their worst selves?

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“I want to do nothing but write and dream of strawberries and cream,”

— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Brian Cox written c. December 1961 (via violentwavesofemotion)

daydreaming about Rust explaining poker to me, because I'm delusional enough to think he'd have the patience

𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒔𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝑰 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝑳𝒐𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝑽𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒖𝒏𝒔

𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏

@mothercain. “💔 [RT @/briscoepark: 'Photos I took in a small town']” twitter, 20 mar 2021.

unfortunately, he is all i gaf about lately...

ALWAYS thinking about that old man!

Amanda Donohoe

The Lair of the White Worm, 1988