hey guys. i know i haven’t been here lately, but i’ll be back within the next week-ish. my dad died very suddenly and i’m just handling the grieving process at the moment.
it takes her a second, and then it dawns on her. “ dan hump.hrey? that’s it. i’ve read some of your stuff. you’re good. ” fresh out of the clinic, kathleen is adjusting to being in the real world. this isn’t some socialite mixer! this is a bookstore, kathleen! she shouldn’t be so forward. / @whispersong for dan !! sc.
kathleen’s breath catches in her throat. looking the way she does, sophie is unmistakable and kathleen hasn’t seen her since before she was . . . better. if she remembers correctly, the last time she saw her, kathleen was trying to convince sophie to go back to face modelling at the very least. she offers her a smile as they approach each other on the street. “ hey. ” it’s awkward. kathleen’s palms are sweating. / @satiiated !! sc.
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❝What an awful way to treat a book…❞ The mother mumbles as she looks through the torn up pages. An argument over who got to read a picture book first led to it being torn apart by her children. ❝Kids are wonderful, but they can also be lil’ terrors.❞
“ aw, hell. ” eyebrows furrowed, kat shakes her head. she peers over rosemary’s shoulder. “ i don’t know how you do it. ”
for i am not there ; i do not sleep . / indie death , scribed by judas .
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“ really ?? that’s GREAT ! “ nose was wrinkled in surprise. in relief mostly. not that she didn’t love dash, leo, and sometimes kara. but the excess smoking & pill popping seemed a tad much.
kat smirks, shrugging her shoulders daintily. “ don’t cream your pants. it’s only because alcohol is . . . highly calorific, and i’m not looking to be some dippy pill popper. ”
Ivan Turgenev, Fathers and Sons (via books-n-quotes)
VIRGINDREAMER. WRITTEN BY JESS. / dr. armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. within five minutes of the transfusion, he declared her out of danger. chucking her under the chin, he said, “ what are you doing here, honey? you’re not even old enough to know how bad life gets. ”
and it was then cecilia gave orally what was to be her only form of suicide note, and a useless one at that, because she was going to live: “ obviously, doctor, ” she said, “ you’ve never been a thirteen-year-old girl. ”
‘ I KNOW YOUR job is IMPORTANT and you need to take care of yourself , i’m sorry i won’t ask again . ’ your hands place the pastry down on the plate , feeling bad , like you were just scolded by your mom when she has a bad day .
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she purses her lips, thoughts running round her brain. “ look, riley . . . i didn’t mean to be mean.how about you put it in a box for me? i’ll have it later. ” big fat liar!!
Oscar de la Renta S/S 2014, New York Fashion Week