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" YOU SEE EVERYTHING
WHEN THE WORLD
DOESN'T SEE YOU. "

ind. liz taylor
of ahs: hotel
prev. hcwtovogue
est. 10.11.15

autohaste:

Love is literally the softest, gentle and warming experience. Stop letting people tell you that love is supposed to hurt.

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ljarvz:

Kim Carnes // Bette Davis Eyes

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diorbled:

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           i  know  i’ve  got  some  drafts  but  go  ahead  &  like  this  for  a  starter  !

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diorbled:

a roanoke commercial? right in front of my salad?

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fionagoddess:

Anyone present knows any reason why this man and this woman should not be joined in marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace.

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She was broken but never hopeless; alone but never lonely. Her eyes reflected pain but projected courage. She was a beautiful paradox.

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*  /  recklessdevotion.

         donovan’s smile fades away at liz’s words— he knows there’s more truth to them than he cares to acknowledge and he KNOWS liz is right. the countess will know. the countess will kill her and possibly him as well. fingers run through his hair as he thinks about what the fuck to do when liz suggests he run. he laughs at the thought of him and angela taking off into the sunset like some fucking romcom and he shakes his head with a huff. “there’s no way… there’s no way we’ll make it… she’ll hunt us down…” a silent plea of what the fuck do i do is in his eyes as he looks at liz. as he stares, he registers the passion behind her words and he blinks slowly… what has her so riled up? what did he miss? “what would you do?” he asks after a beat.

               fresh    wound    bleeds    at   the   tones   of   donovan’s   question   :   chiffon   shoulders   squaring   in   discomfort,    harshly   swallowing   in   an   effort   to   prevent   the   tears   pricking   at   a   lashline   to   go   any   further   than   they   already   have.    it’s   not   an   easy   feat     ––––      one   that’s   only   less   than   contained   as   she   so   desires.    she   can   no   longer   look   donovan   in   the   eyes,    try   as   she   might,    for   she   knows   what   she   wants   to   say    (   anything   but   what   i   did   )    shouldn’t   be   said.          ❛        ––––    you   can   make   it.    you   have   to   try.        ❜

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foxy-mulder:

Hand kissing is sacred, high romance and I think we need to revive it

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