𝙃𝙄𝘿𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗦 .ᐟ

𝕸𝑎𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑒 .ᐟ 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 , there’s another M̶A̶S̶K̶ ᵇᵉʰᶦⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ .

believe me, darling, the stars were made for falling.

men like you drown in the depths of women like me.

snatching the cigarette away from her. as fucked up as they were, theo would never want her picking up the same nicotine addiction he’d spent years feeding. “thought we already agreed. no more cigs, fran.”

what about frank?

and yet it's *not francesca.

so dramatic, franny.

love my blondie & her brilliant mind these phantom costumes look SICK

sounds impressive

(his eyes lingered on the sketches for a moment before he closed the notebook and handed it back.) nothing particular. ( a small shrug followed.) just never pictured ash in some of these, that’s all. ( his gaze drifted back to one of the pages, a faint smile tugging at the +